Chapter 2810: Double Crisis Arrives!

But once they went in, they were like mud oxen entering the sea—never to be seen again.

The dark sky overhead remained perfectly intact.

Gao Huaiyuan swallowed his saliva and murmured, "The Hundred Battles Heavenly Venerable should be fine, right?"

After all, he is a Great Heavenly God!

At that moment, Xiyu beside him suddenly raised his hand, his face showing alarm: "The Hundred Battles Heavenly Venerable may have run into trouble. Heavenly Venerable, the Holy Venerable wishes to ask you to act."

This battle today is truly extraordinary—the heavenly array is so luxurious, it hasn't been seen in three thousand years.

As he finished saying the two words "Heavenly Venerable," a sudden gust of wind blew up beside Gao Huaiyuan, knocking over several soldiers outside. A figure, without a word, transformed into light and shot away, rushing toward the Mingsha Forest battlefield.

He took the aerial path.

The Between Between Between Beijia army heard the wind above, looked up, and saw a blue light streak across the sky, vanishing beyond a hundred zhang in an instant.

So fast!

This blue light crossed the vast distance, reached the front lines of the two armies' clash, and transformed into a human figure.

Five zhang ahead of him was an invisible qi wall; anyone blocking his path—whether enemy or ally—was sent flying straight back.

Directly ahead lay that dark sky curtain. He stopped and observed it carefully.

"Such dense karmic energy." Though he had never encountered it before, this aura filled him with disgust.

As soon as he arrived, the guards on the Mingsha Forest ramparts locked onto his position and immediately redirected their weapons to fire at him. The Panlong army's arrows and divine abilities simultaneously targeted him.

But this person merely paused briefly, then plunged headfirst into the dark sky curtain, and the attacks behind him all missed.

……

Seeing the Hundred Battles Heavenly Venerable dragged into the dark flood until submerged, He Lingchuan finally exhaled a breath toward the sky.

His utter exhaustion could no longer be concealed.

Earlier, the Hundred Battles Heavenly Venerable had endured relentless impacts in the flood; He Lingchuan, riding the giant serpent from above, appeared to have the Heavenly Venerable in disarray while he remained calm. In truth, both were exerting their utmost to drain the other.

Because the causal line of the orange imprint and the Power Divine Seal had been severed, the Hundred Battles Heavenly Venerable could not receive divine power replenishment—thus he had not drained He Lingchuan. But he did not know that he would collapse in utter misery before dawn—

He Lingchuan himself was also nearing his limit.

One reason the Hundred Battles Heavenly Venerable doubted a mortal could wield a divine seal was that it consumed too much energy. He himself, fighting to the end, lacked divine power, and thus could not unleash the true might of the Power Divine Seal.

The Fate Divine Seal is a product of the ancient gods, and its appetite surpasses that of ordinary heavenly demons. Even if He Lingchuan had cultivated to this level, driving it could not be as effortless as moving one's arm. But his battle with the Great Heavenly Demon was extremely perilous—where could there be room for even the slightest mistake?

Therefore, his only recourse was to use Panlong's primordial energy to activate the divine seal!

The Fate Divine Seal had long been mutually integrated with him and did not resist his use of primordial energy in place of true power, yet it would not accept even the slightest reduction in what it demanded. To sustain the fate flood and overwhelm the Hundred Battles Heavenly Venerable, each breath He Lingchuan took consumed a terrifying amount of primordial energy.

Though both felt this confrontation had lasted an eternity, in reality only dozens of breaths had passed. Zhong Shengguang had indeed given his all to supply He Lingchuan, but Panlong's primordial energy, already scarce, was now completely exhausted.

Do not forget, the causal line restraining the Great Heavenly Demon also required continuous, massive energy consumption.

Moreover, several immortals and demons from Between Between Between Beijia had also charged into the dark sky curtain; He Lingchuan also needed to use the karmic barrier to mislead them, preventing them from timely aiding the Hundred Battles Heavenly Venerable.

He appeared composed on the surface, but internally he was riddled with wounds.

He Lingchuan rose from the serpent's head.

He could sense that although the Hundred Battles Heavenly Venerable had been dragged into the flood, he had not yet died.

Ordinary immortals dragged into the karmic flood would perish in an instant; though the flood was also rapidly weakening the Hundred Battles Heavenly Venerable, the Great Heavenly Demon's vitality was so tenacious that it still exceeded He Lingchuan's expectations.

Though the Hundred Battles Heavenly Venerable was clearly exhausted, he could still rely on his innate resilience to resist the flood's erosion.

Dealing with a Hundred Battles Heavenly Venerable of limitless combat ability cannot be done by conventional means. He Lingchuan's specially designed trap for him was to first make him believe the primordial energy on his Tiger Wing had been completely depleted, prompting him to unleash his ultimate technique in a desperate bid to end the battle. Panlong's primordial energy was indeed strained, but not yet as dire as He Lingchuan made it appear—he had merely used various means to consume most of the Hundred Battles Heavenly Venerable's divine power, then severed the causal line, cutting off his energy supply, and used the karmic flood to grind him to death.

Now, he had reached the final step.

If he could not quickly slay the enemy, the causal line would recover, and the Hundred Battles Heavenly Venerable's Power Divine Seal would once again draw energy from the battlefield.

By then, all would be lost.

But just as he rose to his feet, the divine bone necklace suddenly trembled violently.

In fact, he did not need it to remind him—He Lingchuan himself had felt it—

The Panlong Secret Realm had been attacked!

How could this be! He Lingchuan's pupils contracted, his heart jolted. The Panlong Secret Realm lay on the back of the Earth Mother, protected by the Immortal Cangyan and his army—it should be utterly safe.

To attack the Panlong Secret Realm, one must first break through these two layers of strong outer defenses.

Yet the sensation transmitted from the Panlong Secret Realm to him was genuine and infallible.

This secret realm was built by his own hands, costing him countless efforts, and shares a hidden yet direct connection with him.

Through the Grand Evolution Heavenly Pearl, the secret realm and its master are bound by an unbreakable bond.

Therefore, the signal the secret realm sends him will not be wrong:

Foreign invaders have entered, and they are extremely powerful!

So, while he was busy in the Panlong world battling the heavenly demons and saving Panlong, outside, strong enemies had come to attack the Earth Mother Plains—and moreover… broken through the Earth Mother's true form and army's defenses?

This is certainly no mere coincidence!

He Lingchuan has endured countless storms and handled countless crises in his life, but never before has he felt such a dual emergency—urgent from within and without!

The survival and future of Panlong are too important to him, but the Great Vessel and the Panlong Secret Realm are the very foundation of all this existence—even more indispensable and irreplaceable!

Both sides matter, and he cannot let go of either!

At this moment, only three words kept turning in He Lingchuan's mind, exactly like the question his subjects and citizens most often ask him:

What should be done?

How should he act to deal with this dual crisis right before his eyes?

If it were someone else, they might panic and lose their mind, their brain short-circuiting directly.

But he, after all, is the Nine Abysses Great Emperor; over the past decade or more of managing myriad affairs daily, he can make a decision in the blink of an eye.

Even his posture of rising from the serpent's head remained unchanged as he commanded the great serpent:

"Go down, kill him!"

But this time, the great serpent was not as obedient as before; instead, black smoke billowed even more fiercely, wrapping around him layer upon layer, making him look more like an evil spirit that had crawled out of purgatory.

He Lingchuan was wary: "What do you want?"

Damn it, karma must not choose this moment to turn on him! This power was fundamentally not as obedient to He Lingchuan as Bai Zhan Tian believed!