Chapter 2897: Your Opponent Is Here

The commander is dead—who is the Bekka army fighting for now?

By contrast, in Panlongcheng, every word they shouted became reality.

The Tiger Wing General said Bai Zhan Tianzun deserved to die, then turned around and killed Bai Zhan Tian.

Panlongcheng said Gao Huaiyuan was dead, then turned around and produced his head.

They had also said Gao Shuai betrayed the nation, and that Lingxu City had already broken with the gods—could all of this possibly be true?

If so, then the Bekka great army has fought here all night, shedding blood and sweat, offering up their lives—for what, exactly?

Countless people were left dazed.

Everyone says elemental power is like piling sand into a tower, but when this treasure tower collapses, it turns back into loose sand in an instant!

There are still many commanders in the army who are fanatical believers of the Heavenly Demon, and at this moment they still want to order the troops to continue attacking Panlongcheng—after all, they too saw the main city wall collapse, and Panlongcheng is no longer an impregnable fortress; to abandon the mission now would truly be a pity.

Just one or two steps more—just one or two steps more—and they could have stormed into Panlongcheng!

Now being repelled is nothing short of failure at the brink of success!

But their efforts, in the face of the overwhelming situation, are nothing more than a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

Not everyone possesses the ability to swim against the current.

Those on the city gate tower, Xu Shichu, and the countless commanders fighting below, saw the battle line advance onto the plain—initially slow, but as more Panlong warriors surged onto the plain, the enemy's defense line became like sand on a beach washed away by the tide, utterly unable to withstand a single blow!

"We won, we won!" Xu Shichu's eyes filled with hot tears as he shouted to the heavens, "Your Majesty, we are finally going to hold Panlong!"

The strong wind howled atop the city gate—His Majesty must have seen it too.

"We are finally going to thwart the Heavenly Demon's descent into the world!"

Xu Shichu wiped the corners of his eyes, forcibly suppressing his excitement, and pointed toward the rising hill, saying:

"Divide the forces—hurry to reinforce the Tiger Wing General!"

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Inside the flesh-and-blood fortress, Bili Tian maintained contact with the other Heavenly Demons, and at this moment he felt some regret. Seeing the Bekka army about to collapse like a mountain, he had actually been outmaneuvered by Panlong!

If he fails to bring back the Great Square Vessel today, the Holy One will surely fly into a rage, and the Lingxu masses' three-thousand-year-planned grand divine descent will come to nothing.

To bear such a grave responsibility and failure, Bili Tian neither wants to nor can afford to.

"A bunch of trash!" Humans are simply unreliable—even a horde of over a million human troops is utterly useless; everything must be done by Himself!

Fortunately, Panlongcheng's defenses have already been breached, and Bili Tian has just received some good news: the Red General has been intercepted en route by a backup arranged by the Lingxu Holy One!

The Holy One is wise—He has prepared another move for today's battle.

So even if the Red General can still catch up from behind, his arrival at the Panlong battlefield will be later than planned.

There is still an opportunity before us! Bili Tian decided to summon the remaining demons and immortals, and with the nearly twenty thousand loyal followers of Lingxu still in the army, he will surely be able to storm the city.

The Great Square Vessel—he decided to go take it himself!

As Bili Tian was about to teleport back to the front lines, he discovered he could not move freely at will, and was still trapped inside this dark, sunless flesh-and-blood fortress.

Wait—sunless and dark?

He looked up and found that the many skylights he had originally cleaved open in the flesh-and-blood fortress had, at some point, healed over, and now it was sealed and whole again.

"Where do you think you're going?" He Lingchuan saw through his intention at a glance, stepped forward a few paces, knife in hand, and said, "Your opponent is right here."

Dawn was breaking, the Red General was also approaching, he was only one step away from final victory, and he absolutely could not allow the opponent to turn the tide at this moment.

Neither Panlongcheng nor the Great Square Vessel must suffer a last-minute loss.

The flesh-and-blood fortress He Lingchuan unleashed today was, in fact, the brain-core of the Devourer given to him by the Red General after he slew the Devourer years ago. This item had been kept as a trinket in his storage ring for a long time, and he never imagined it would be useful in such a situation.

Placed on a battlefield of this level, the flesh-and-blood fortress would normally have little value, but its interior forms a self-contained whole, and many of Bili Tian's divine arts—such as instantaneous translocation—fail here.

Bili Tian did not wish to waste words, shook his hand, and unleashed the Mandala Ring. This treasure became illusory in midair, and every beam of light it emitted was a precise cutting line. This stone chamber is not large; anyone inside cannot avoid being flashed by the Mandala Ring's light, and thus will inevitably be cut into countless fragments, just like the black dragon stone carvings on the frontline battlefield earlier.

Bili Tian was certain these people were mere flesh and blood, incapable of reassembling and reviving like the black dragon stone carvings.

But before the silver light of the Mandala Ring could sweep across, these people had already vanished from this space one step earlier. More precisely, the flesh-and-blood fortress had suddenly swallowed them into its walls.

To come and go freely within the flesh-and-blood fortress has always been a powerful and convenient divine ability of the Devourer.

As the owner of this brain-core, He Lingchuan likewise possesses the right to come and go freely. For a short time, he is the master of this underground palace, enjoying the advantage of home ground.

But he is equally clear-headed: no matter how many advantages he holds here, the strength of the flesh-and-blood fortress itself is limited. This is because the Devourer slain by the Red General had consumed few living people in life, never fully becoming a super-strong entity, so the power the brain-core can release is naturally not that great.

He Lingchuan used it only to buy a little time.

Although Bili Tian's Mandala Ring missed its original target, after striking the walls of the flesh-and-blood fortress, its residual force continued forward undiminished. Bili Tian intends to rely on his own strength to forcibly blast through the underground palace again, so he can return to the Panlongcheng battlefield.

However, the Mandala Ring only advanced about ten zhang before encountering resistance that grew stronger and stronger along the way.

This is strange. He had earlier broken through the flesh-and-blood fortress effortlessly—why can't he break through a second time now?

But Bili Tian himself knows that although the Great Severing Technique emphasizes overcoming sharpness with edgelessness, the true effect of severing space is similarly subject to reduction by the opponent's divine power, defense, and elemental power. The walls of this flesh-and-blood fortress are extremely tough; though elastic, the further the cutting line goes, the doubly difficult the severing becomes.

How could a mere Devourer's flesh-and-blood fortress possibly withstand the divine power of a great Heavenly Demon?

No matter how strong the Devourer, it is merely the offspring of the Jin Du Ghost Mother. Such creatures struggle to break their own limits—being able to reach the level to oppose newcomers is already remarkable.

Bili Tian previously paid little attention to lower deities like the Jin Du Ghost Mother, and knew even less about the talents of her offspring, the Devourer—even after the Ghost Mother later received recognition and promotion. Thus he did not know that after a Devourer consumes prey, especially after consuming the prey's head, it can not only gain part of the prey's memories but also steal the opponent's appearance, integrating part of the prey's traits and divine power.

Just a moment ago, He Lingchuan fed the Devourer's brain-core several kinds of precious ingredients.