Chapter 2247: The Final Dissipation

The old rhinoceros forced its head to the side to glance at him, its eyes full of deathly stillness, "You won't meet a good end either!"

Having spoken these words, it breathed its last and died.

General Jin Jiao had just taken the full frontal impact of Lady Lady Lady Mitian's Ying Lei Spear head-on, bearing the greatest force; though his hide and flesh were tough, in the end he could not withstand the damage of a Great Heavenly Demon.

He Lingchuan let out a low sigh.

This old rhino looked straightforward, dull, and hard — a coarse, rough-hewn personality — yet the last words he spoke before dying were quite reasonable.

If Lady Lady Lady Mitian's true body were to descend, it would bring nothing but calamity to this world.

He looked again at the Sea of Consciousness world.

During the process of the Panlong Army defeating and pursuing the Beijia Army, the suction speed of the bottomless pit in the midair of the Sea of Consciousness also noticeably slowed.

From the original whale-like swallowing, it slowly receded into a later thread-pulling trickle.

Probably it was nearly full — no, not full, but stuffed to bursting.

And the black mist in the Sea of Consciousness was not much left either, and it all rose upward, leaving a clear, rippling sea surface, almost coinciding with the real lake surface.

Jin Guang had been pushed outside by the black mist all along; at this time it also circled the mist cocoon a few times.

He Lingchuan knew, the Red General was lying in wait for the right moment.

Once the black mist was exhausted while the black hole still existed, she would unhesitatingly fill it in.

In today's battle, she and the Dragon God — victory was permitted, defeat was not.

Otherwise, it would be a calamity for all living beings.

Just at this moment, a faint gleam flashed at the bottom of the sea, and suddenly a small red dot of light flew out.

Who knows how long it had lurked at the bottom of the Sea of Consciousness; now, taking advantage of the black mist rising upward, it slipped out and rushed straight for the horizon.

A dignified True God, yet taking such sneaky, furtive steps.

He Lingchuan took one look and blurted out:

"Damn it, it was hiding under the mark!"

A cunning rabbit has three burrows — how much more so for an ancient god as experienced as Lady Lady Lady Mitian?

The bottom of the Red General's Sea of Consciousness originally bore Lady Lady Lady Mitian's mark. Taking advantage of the previous great melee, Lady Lady Lady Mitian quietly hid a wisp of his avatar inside the mark, using the mark's aura to conceal his form. The Dragon God's rolling black mist passed overhead, yet failed to detect its existence.

Now that the Dragon God was going all out to protect the Red General's Sea of Consciousness, this wisp of Lady Lady Lady Mitian's avatar planned to quietly escape.

As long as the green mountains remain, there's no fear of lacking firewood.

This move of "deceiving the heavens and crossing the sea" — it had great experience with it back when it was the Ancient God of Death; otherwise the Three Saint Gods wouldn't have had only it survive.

But the moment it moved, the master of the Sea of Consciousness — that is, Jin Guang in midair — immediately turned its head and charged toward Lady Lady Lady Mitian's avatar.

Two streaks of light clashed together, evenly matched, neither able to overcome the other.

And the great battle between gods and demons in midair also reached its end; the mist cocoon had become thin as paper, but the black hole could also no longer suck anything at all.

The last few wisps of black mist condensed in midair into a vague dragon head shape, turned its head, and glanced at the Red General's divine soul.

The real lake shore happened to be on this side as well.

Its gaze was hollow, yet He Lingchuan felt it seemed to be staring at him.

Just one glance, then the dragon head turned back and dissolved into black mist again, violently rushing into the black hole behind it.

Resolute, decisive, holding nothing back.

An unwilling roar came from midair — Lady Lady Lady Mitian's final curse.

The black mist and the void were both gone, yet a dark red, round, plump thing fell from midair, dropping into the Sea of Consciousness.

Its bulk was very large; after falling into the sea it splashed waves half the sky high, the ripples lingering for a long time.

He Lingchuan frowned, staring at the sea surface, until it floated up from the sea again.

This thing, why does it look so familiar!

If you add the chains that just probed out from the black mist, isn't that exactly, exactly——

On the other side of the sea surface, the entanglement between Jin Guang and Lady Lady Lady Mitian's avatar also quickly produced a victor.

The words the Red General had said to He Lingchuan were indeed not exaggerated. Her dealing with Lady Lady Lady Mitian's avatar on her own was no problem.

As that red light was blasted apart, the Sea of Consciousness gradually returned to calm.

Clouds gathered, mist dispersed, sky clear, air fresh.

This earth-shaking Sea of Consciousness battle ended here.

He Lingchuan pressed the Great Expansion Heavenly Pearl at his chest, and the strange phenomena before him and Xu Shichu completely vanished.

By the lake shore, the wind was gentle and the scenery bright.

Xu Shichu had been holding his breath watching the battle; only now did he let out a light breath, and suddenly said: "Just now the Dragon God seemed to nod?"

"I saw it too." At that time, after the Dragon God looked over, it gave a slight nod of its jaw; the amplitude was very small, but He Lingchuan saw it clearly.

He Lingchuan inexplicably felt the Dragon God was nodding at him, as if with a meaning of praise and entrustment.

After the illusion dispersed, he looked again at the Red General, who was heavily surrounded and protected by the Great Wind Army; the latter once again had her helmet covering her face.

He Lingchuan stepped forward quickly; two generals stepped up, not daring to draw their weapons, but using their bodies to block.

He Lingchuan didn't mind either, stopped his steps, and called out in a low voice:

"Red General?"

He asked twice in a row before the Red General's helmet moved slightly, and then she raised her head and said:

"It's me."

Her voice was filled with deep exhaustion, but He Lingchuan could tell at once upon hearing it:

This was indeed the Red General, was Zhong Wuhen, not Lady Lady Lady Mitian.

There was no logic to it; he just knew.

The generals were overjoyed: "General!"

"Is the general unharmed?"

"I'm fine, everyone disperse." The red general waved his hand, then said to He Lingchuan, "Come over."

At her command, the generals immediately dispersed; the few who had previously opposed He Lingchuan hurried to bow and apologize to him.

He Lingchuan waved his hand, refusing to bear a grudge: "It's nothing, we're still brothers."

The lakeside was noisy, voices rising in a clamor. He Lingchuan approached the red general, lowering his voice: "Congratulations, you're finally free!"

Shaking off the shadow above his head, regaining control of his body—such a feeling of relief, He Lingchuan understood it deeply.

"At the final moment, the Dragon God vanished together with Him." The red general's voice was weak, "The Dragon God said this was always part of the plan, for 'the final self' must undergo final dissolution, this is the necessary path to proving the Dao with one's body."

He Lingchuan was moved.

The Dragon God's final consciousness spent three thousand years in the Great Great Great Fanghu, and in the end, it perished together with the Lady Lady Lady Mitian Ben Zun.

No wonder the Great Great Great Fanghu of later ages no longer possesses self-awareness, nor communicates directly with collaborators.

"What does 'the final self' needing to undergo final dissolution actually mean?"

He could only speculate: perhaps, given the Dragon God's immense power, even he could not end himself, so he relied on Lady Lady Lady Mitian's hand to let the final consciousness dissolve completely, thoroughly returning to the source of heaven and earth.

He Lingchuan set these doubts aside for now and directly asked the red general: "Are you sure Lady Lady Lady Mitian is dead?"

"The Dragon God had been entangled with Him until the deepest reaches of consciousness. Now Lady Lady Lady Mitian's mark has dispersed; he and part of the Dragon God's power still linger in my sea of consciousness, but they pose no threat to me." The red general nodded in confirmation: "Yes, his soul and spirit have been annihilated; from now on, he can no longer cause harm!"

The red general looked at him, weakly and rarely:

"You're really unreliable."

In recent years, He Lingchuan had never heard anyone say that to him before:

"Huh, how so?"

He had perfectly executed Zhong Shengguang's earth-shaking plan, dealt the first blow of the God-Slaying Plan—is that still unreliable?

Today there's an extra chapter~~