Chapter 853: Each Anxious

The lamp-driving disciple was on the verge of tears, and the others were incredulous. Fu Liang couldn't help but ask: "Master, can the Lamp Spirit avatar also be snatched?" "The Lamp Spirit avatar is neither real nor virtual, neither soul nor spirit, existing between the blue and the void. If a god understands, snatching it is not difficult." He Jing glanced at him, "Put it away. Your Lamp Spirit is the weakest, which is why it was chosen."

What did the wild god want to do by forcibly snatching the essence of the Lamp Spirit from the Tiangong envoys?

He Jing's heart felt heavy: "It's really lively tonight, all kinds of messy things have appeared."

Were there other forces in the city that could invite a god to descend? The competition surrounding the Great Fanghu was indeed fierce.

The worst part was that He Jing knew he had no choice.

The Great Fanghu being snatched away by another god's avatar was something the gods of Lingxu City could never tolerate. Once the Tiangong knew he was standing in front of the Panlong ruins but didn't dare to enter, handing over the Great Fanghu to others, they would definitely bring down thunderous fury! Recently, the gods' tempers hadn't been very good.

He Jing struggled and weighed it several times in his heart, finally sighing slightly, deciding to enter the city to take the pot.

"Go, all follow me into the secret realm!"

He took the lead in stepping onto the land bridge, facing the magnificent South Gate of Panlongcheng.

Since other god avatars had come, even if Panlongcheng was a dragon's den and tiger's lair, he had to enter.

"Secret realm?" Everyone was surprised, the disciple asked for instructions, "Are we going to rush into the red pillar of light?"

Although the Tiangong attendants were all fearless, this behavior was really... too brave, right? The look He Jing cast over was one of "hate that iron doesn't become steel": "Haven't you figured it out yet? Once we pass this Nanchengmen, we have stepped into the secret realm!"

"These Panlong ruins are themselves a secret realm disguised as reality!"

Otherwise, why was it noisy inside the city and quiet outside? Why did the Que Beasts run wild everywhere in the ruins, but wouldn't rush into the desert?

The reason was that the entrance to the secret realm was at the Nanchengmen! Every team entered without knowing it.

The Tiangong team followed He Jing and strode through the Nanchengmen.

Many people muttered prayers: "May the gods protect us, we are fearless!"

The more they chanted, the louder it became.

He Jing glanced at them from the corner of his eye, without revealing:

Actually, for this trip to the Panlong Desert, the Lingxu gods had already given instructions:

Do not invite gods.

Even if they invited, the Heavenly Gods wouldn't descend.

Last time, they had already learned their lesson.

In a blink of an eye, the Tiangong team crossed the last of the three Nancheng Gates, and like everyone else, disappeared without a trace.

A few breaths later, the red light soaring into the sky in Panlongcheng also stopped.

The Panlong ruins stood alone in the desert, with only the night wind howling all around.

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Thunder flashed in the sky, and Zhao Qinghe suddenly said: "There is something in the sky!"

Everyone looked up and saw a point of green light moving rapidly in the cloud cluster. From so far away, it looked like a firefly.

However, every time lightning flashed, its light would be reflected into the city.

He Chunhua looked up, his face dyed green.

He knew that should be the avatar of Naluo Tian, but why did the green light only dance in the sky and not descend?

Looking closer, the avatar of the Heavenly Venerable tried to rush down several times, but was blocked by something.

It was as if the sky was a transparent shield, isolating Naluo Tian's avatar outside? As soon as this thought appeared, He Chunhua broke out in a cold sweat! This wasn't right, something wasn't right here!

He looked around blankly; the Panlong ruins didn't seem to have changed, desolate and dilapidated, with only a few plants growing secretly in the corners.

Why couldn't the Venerable's avatar come down? Could it be?

Just then, the light point in the sky suddenly stopped, no longer trying to crash into the sky, and the light changed from green to light golden-red, just like sunlight... or candlelight.

It flickered twice more and then disappeared.

"Look there!" Qiu Hu pointed to the other side of the sky.

The clouds there were thin, as if something was moving in the clouds.

Several flashes of lightning illuminated its outline, like a giant whale.

Qiu Hu muttered: "Could it be a Kun?" That was a giant demon from the ancient period, capable of appearing in the sea of clouds. But this shadow in the sky didn't seem to have long fins.

Everyone couldn't be sure whether that was the shadow of a giant fish or just a cloud? Its speed seemed slow but was fast, heading toward the location of the green light.

But the green light had already disappeared, and this giant thing didn't seem to want to give up, circling twice in place to find it.

He Chunhua couldn't believe it: what was this giant shadow, how dare it chase after the Venerable's avatar? He Lingchuan was also solemn.

The statue in He Chunhua's hand also glowed green, echoing with the sky, so the light point just now was Naluo Tian's avatar that responded to the request and descended, right?

He had set up such a big trap and acted with He Chunhua for so long, wasn't it to "receive" the Heavenly God's avatar in the Panlong secret realm? But before the red giant shadow appeared, why did Naluo Tian's avatar disappear? Was it the Great Fanghu's credit? Doesn't look like it.

He Lingchuan felt a hidden worry in his heart. The direction of the event was different from his plan.

Speaking of the red giant shadow, this was the second time he had seen it appear in the sky of the Panlong secret realm.

Last time the red giant shadow appeared at the top of the sky, he thought it was the Great Fanghu trying to simulate the conversation between Naluo Tian's avatar and him, which caused a BUG.

But looking at it now, the Great Fanghu's taming of the pot lid had long since begun. That thing was probably not easy to deal with either; the Great Fanghu consumed a lot of energy before revealing flaws.

Now, the Great Fanghu's opponent added another "God of Fate" avatar, and there were a bunch of adventurers and monsters running around in the secret realm; it should be a bit strenuous, right? The impact of Naluo Tian's avatar on the boundary of the secret realm just now wasn't as light as a fly hitting a glass cover. In fact, every time it crashed, a green light would flash across the sky, followed by rolling thunder, shaking the entire secret realm.

He Lingchuan hadn't expected Naluo Tian's avatar to be so powerful.

He had seen the Great Fanghu/Black Dragon eat the nameless god's avatar on Nian Songyu, and seen the Great Fanghu eat the Hundred-Faced Nightmare, but this time he didn't see the red giant shadow eat Naluo Tian's avatar with his own eyes.

Where did that ghost thing go? If it broke through the sky's restrictions and descended...

His death would be here! Not to mention he could see that the Great Fanghu itself was also a divine object that was perfecting itself, far from perfect. Facing a righteous god like Naluo Tian, was its defense impregnable?

Even if the plan was as meticulous as possible, when encountering unknown variables, He Lingchuan couldn't help but feel uneasy.

Sure enough, this matter was not as easy as imagined.

At this time, He Chunhua stared at He Lingchuan, his forehead covered in cold sweat: "What did you do?"

"You ask me?" He Lingchuan instantly suppressed the chaos in his heart and said lightly, "Isn't it you who offered sacrifices and invited the god?"

"Why couldn't the Heavenly God's avatar come down?" He Chunhua looked at him and then at the sky, his eyes wide open, "Could, could it be... could it be that this is the secret realm?"

The Panlong ruins were a place of spiritual anomalies, and the god invited by Sun Fuping last time lost its avatar here. He Chunhua was a witness, so he naturally remembered it vividly. But Naluo Tian and he had discussed it several times; as long as the god-descending ritual was held outside the secret realm, it could control the situation.

Last time, the entrance to the Panlong secret realm was in the well of the Mitian God Temple; this time, the red pillar of light also appeared in the well, and even those snow-white monsters came out of the well to harm people.

Therefore, whether from inertia or fact, He Chunhua would determine that the temple well was still the entrance to the secret realm, and as long as he summoned Naluo Tian outside the well, the resentful ghost possessing He Lingchuan and the Great Fanghu couldn't do anything to them.

But only now did he realize that he had long been in the Panlong secret realm!

When did he come in?

He immediately thought of the inexplicably closed Nanchengmen, the eerie thick fog under the city gate, and the soldiers who couldn't leave even by jumping off the city...

Why couldn't he react earlier? Right, because his eldest son had been trying hard to stop him!

The more He Lingchuan stopped him, the more his subconscious determined that this was reality, outside the secret realm!

Otherwise, why would He Lingchuan try so hard to stop him? Thinking of this, He Chunhua finally understood: "You stopped me because you didn't want me to contact the Heavenly God? Didn't want the Heavenly God to discover the anomaly here?"

This resentful ghost had been blocking him, not because he wanted to interrupt the god-descending ritual, but because he didn't want him to communicate with Naluo Tian! They were already in the Panlong secret realm; who knew if He Chunhua could contact Naluo Tian? If he couldn't, he would discover the anomaly.

Even if he could, once Naluo Tian felt something was wrong, he might cancel this god's descent.

He Lingchuan had been pestering him, just not giving him this opportunity, forcing him to invite the god directly.

Now it was good, Naluo Tian responded to his summons and sent an avatar, but was blocked outside the secret realm!

Facing his accusation, He Lingchuan only responded briefly: "You are mad."

Evidence? Hehe, he wouldn't admit it without evidence.

He Lingchuan ignored him and just said to his collar: "Tao Ran, do it."

Tao Ran was a Rongshan disciple left at the South Gate of Panlong, skilled in archery. He Lingchuan had secretly placed an eyeball spider for him, so he could hear He Lingchuan's order.

As soon as He Lingchuan's voice fell, Tao Ran, who was on the Nanchengmen, drew a command arrow and shot it toward Liren Street in the west.

This was an explosive arrow He Lingchuan gave him, which would explode upon landing, and the arrowhead was pre-stained with a little wind-fixing bead powder to avoid the influence of the strong wind.

Before He Lingchuan went down the city wall with He Chunhua to the east, he had instructed Tao Ran to pay close attention to the Grand Marshal's team, that is, the hiding place of Le Zhengqing and others.

If you want to pit someone, pit this team.

In the pitch-black Panlongcheng, this instruction originally had some difficulty, and Tao Ran had always been tense. However, the flashes in the sky were one after another, often illuminating the city, and Tao Ran judged that Le Zhengqing and others should be hiding near Liren Street, more or less.

That place happened to be the opposite of the east, most suitable for diverting disaster to the west.

His bow had the characteristic of long-range shooting.

Tao Ran raised his bow and fired a high shot; this arrow pierced through the whirlwind and landed precisely on the highest pavilion on Liren Street.

Followed by a loud "boom," debris flew and smoke soared, and the sound, light, and electrical effects were instantly full.

In Panlongcheng, which was full of Que Beasts, this level of explosion was like a dinner signal.

On the Nanchengmen, everyone immediately turned and hid in the interlayer of the city wall.

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