Chapter 2772: Insidious Talent

He Lingchuan had caught sight of it too. His ambush of True Person Tong Ming had already failed once; the reason he still had the whole team risk staying for another attempt was to figure out what trick the opponent had actually pulled.

This time his divine sense was fully open, fixed on every rustle and stir around him. The floating lamp of Yunqing Shen flashed once, and he knew instantly.

What a coincidence — it happened right before he swung at True Person Tong Ming? Was it the same last time too?

And this Celestial Demon seemed to launch a move, yet no attack followed. Could it mean his divine art operates in secret, unknown to outsiders?

He Lingchuan blinked, black qi swirling in his eyes, and once more invoked the power of causality.

The world turned illusory in his eyes in an instant.

The more he used the power of the Fate Godhead, the more adept he became. At his will, the messy tangle of causal lines on the battlefield simply stopped appearing this time, so as not to interfere with his sight and hearing.

Now only three red lines were reflected in He Lingchuan's vision.

The first, between True Person Tong Ming and his own shadow;

The second, between True Person Tong Ming and Yunqing Shen's floating lamp;

The third, between Yunqing Shen's floating lamp and... He Lingchuan's shadow!

Red lines represent causality — meaning each pair is mutually cause and effect.

True Person Tong Ming and this Celestial Demon have cooperation, so they have causality — not strange; but how could there be a connection between this Celestial Demon and He Lingchuan's shadow? What trick did he secretly pull?

He Lingchuan was locked in fierce combat with True Person Tong Ming when this thought just flashed through his mind, and then he heard the skinny man's words.

Then, he discovered his movements had slowed!

A strong dragging sensation came from every limb and bone; each time he tried to swing his blade, a force would suddenly yank his shoulder or waist, disrupting his strike. As if his body had become a puppet, someone pulling strings in the dark.

He Lingchuan's expanded divine sense noticed for the first time that the floating lamp had already brightened, and under its illumination, Yunqing Shen's shadow on the ground overlapped with He Lingchuan's shadow.

On a battlefield where every minute is life-and-death struggle, who has the leisure to specially watch shadows on the ground?

Besides the Nine Nether Great Emperor who can see causal lines.

Only he noticed that within the overlapping shadows something writhed, like worms or silk. When Yunqing Shen made a forceful pulling gesture with his hand, the dark worms in the ground shadow would simultaneously tug He Lingchuan's shadow, interfering with his fight against True Person Tong Ming.

The moment he revealed an opening, True Person Tong Ming's Slaughter God Mace arrived. But this time He Lingchuan vanished from the spot, only his voice echoing in his teammates' ears: "Mingguang Dan!"

"Smash that lamp!"

Before he made his ambush move, he had preemptively scattered Ghost Cicada Exuviae on the ground five zhang away; at this moment he cast the Li Dai Tao Jiang technique, and his person swapped over.

No one could restrain him anymore. His shadow naturally went with him to five zhang away.

The overlapping shadows were pulled apart; Yunqing Shen's figure swayed, even lunging forward a step, as if something had been torn apart.

On the General's order, Lu Zhongen tossed a Mingguang Dan onto the ground.

Under the gravity domain's influence, this thing hit the ground even faster and harder; everyone only saw a blue-white intense light flash by, comparable to lightning, stabbing everyone's eyes shut simultaneously, and only then heard a "bang" boom.

It's a Mingguang Dan — as the name suggests, it releases a brief intense light. Originally used to dazzle enemies' eyes for friendly retreat, but once this projectile fired, the ground was lit in blinding white, and shadows ceased to exist.

Simultaneous with the flash burst, two divine abilities shot from high altitude, blasting Yunqing Shen's floating lamp to smithereens!

In this instant, only He Lingchuan personally witnessed the synchronous severing of those three red lines.

The source of calamity was indeed that floating lamp; once it shattered, all these causalities snapped.

By now Sha Wei and two Tiger Wing elites had already charged before True Person Tong Ming, raising hands to attack.

Only upon clashing did they know how powerful the opponent was; in a single exchange, the left arm of a Tiger Wing elite holding a shield to block was smashed broken, the man sent flying backward.

Sha Wei seized the chance to press forward and attack; True Person Tong Ming merely moved a finger at him, and he was forced to his knees by a sudden surge of gravity, unable to rise no matter how he strained, face flushed red.

Beijia soldiers beside him swung blades and charged without ceremony.

Right at this moment, Sha Wei forced his head up and happened to catch a cold light sweeping across True Person Tong Ming's neck, swift as Lei Ting, without any warning.

This was He Lingchuan's third attack on his vital point.

The mace in True Person Tong Ming's hand still smashed down; Sha Wei flew out ten zhang like a kite with its string cut.

But unlike the previous two times, True Person Tong Ming stumbled forward two more steps, his footing went soft, his head fell off, rolling half a circle on the ground.

As the headless corpse hit the ground, a wisp of yellow light also burrowed out of the fallen head, speeding toward the rear of the great army.

The art practitioners and cultivators of the God-Slaying Squad stood far off; at this point they would not be polite to it, dazzling divine abilities blasted skyward, quickly blowing it up.

A Great Celestial God was actually killed; the surrounding Beijia elites were horrified, momentarily at a complete loss.

He Lingchuan's blade tip still dripping blood, he immediately pointed at Yunqing Shen and coldly ordered: "Kill him!"

He rifled through True Person Tong Ming's entire body in a few quick passes, swiftly grabbed a few magic artifacts and that Tuo Yue, and still had time to glance at Sha Wei ten zhang away — the kid had vomited several mouthfuls of blood, couldn't tell how many bones were broken, couldn't get up for the moment, but ultimately wasn't dead.

The instant He Lingchuan beheaded True Person Tong Ming, the gravity domain lost effect, so the attack intensity Sha Wei suffered sharply decreased.

Otherwise, he would be a dead corpse right now.

Sha Wei's fortune was this Beijia warband's misfortune. The gravity domain vanished, the negative effects on the Panlong army disappeared along with it, and the Beijia warband's strength boost was removed.

One waning, one waxing — the originally overwhelming advantage ceased to exist.

Even more fatal: they had penetrated deep alone, already far from the Beijia main force!

This meant Panlong warriors were on all sides, front and back, left and right!

Without True Person Tong Ming's power escorting them, Yunqing Shen and this Beijia warband were like a cluster of foam in Wang Yang, soon scattered by the waves.

And the God-Slaying Squad had long since disengaged, led by He Lingchuan to hunt other Celestial Demons. True Person Fuji drove rainbow light flying close; He Lingchuan raised a hand and tossed the Tuo Yue back to him, the latter happily accepted it.

His wind monster treasure had been taken by True Person Tong Ming; Tiger Wing General retrieved it for him and even threw in a Tuo Yue magic artifact as a bonus. Worth it, truly worth it.

Lu Zhongen asked He Lingchuan for advice while running:

"General, how was True Person Tong Ming's avatar able to be killed again?"

The battle was too tense; none of them saw clearly.

"The crux lies in that lamp of the Follower God." He Lingchuan didn't look back, knocking aside a streaming arrow shooting from the side, "That Follower God stuck close to True Person Tong Ming almost inseparably, the lamp light constantly shining on him, thus casting a shadow on the ground."