Chapter 854: Things Having Reached This Point

Time was short, and He Lingchuan said to He Chunhua solemnly: "Father, this is the last time I will call you Father! I am He Lingchuan, genuine and authentic, not some Zhong Shengquan, not some ghost of Panlongcheng! I saved you from the Ghost Ape, saved you by the County Magistrate Lake, and saved you in the rushing Hanhe River! Except for your own son, no other lonely ghost would risk their life to save you!" Every word pierced the heart.

He Chunhua was speechless, but He Lingchuan didn't give him a chance, his face changed and he suddenly roared: "Yet you used me to sacrifice to the gods! You knew that humans couldn't withstand the descent of a Heavenly God, and you still used your own son to sacrifice to the gods without blinking! Even a tiger doesn't eat its cubs, you are worse than a beast! I really had eight lifetimes of bad luck to encounter a father like you, hypocritical, cold-blooded, selfish, cruel, and vicious!"

The resentment buried in his heart erupted, he didn't need to struggle to find words, and his heartfelt words poured out like a torrent.

At this moment, he threw the right to scold back to the original body.

He pointed at He Chunhua, furious: "I only hate that I was blind and didn't see your true face sooner. This is also the last time I will help you and save you, considering it as paying off your debt of birth and upbringing! From now on, we are severed, and next time we meet, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Ah, so refreshing!

This scolding made him feel comfortable all over.

The original body was relieved, and he felt relieved.

His righteous and stern scolding made He Chunhua's heart flutter and his blood surge, his face burning with panic, but his throat was blocked and he couldn't argue a single word.

What he said was right; except for his own son, who would risk his life to save his father like this? He Chunhua also remembered his son blocking him twice with righteousness, remembered his gratitude when he was saved. Could it be, could it be that this was really his eldest son, not a resentful ghost possessing him?

But...

He gasped for two breaths, just wanting to speak, when the ground trembled, and there was a rumbling sound on the opposite bank—the monsters near the river channel were also startled by the explosion Tao Ran caused, and rushed to the west.

This stone enclosure was their only way.

"My lord, be careful!" Zhao Qinghe grabbed the dejected He Chunhua and dragged him away, turning two or three corners before avoiding the monster pack.

Listening to the street being shaken by their footsteps, the two didn't even dare to breathe.

If they were caught, it would be a miserable end.

After waiting for the monster packs to leave, they crossed the river channel, but where were the shadows of He Lingchuan and the other? "My lord!" Seeing He Chunhua still in a dejected and listless state, Zhao Qinghe was anxious, "Dangerous place, please calm down!"

There were crises everywhere here; if he couldn't concentrate, it would be death.

He Chunhua's heart was in chaos, as if two voices were scolding each other in his brain.

Another cold wind blew, and he shuddered, but was stimulated to come back to his senses, suddenly reaching out and slapping himself twice.

Slap, slap.

Zhao Qinghe was stunned, thinking this lord had fallen into madness.

He Chunhua rubbed his eyelids: "Go, go east quickly!"

Things having reached this point, things having reached this point! He couldn't turn back!

Hesitation, hesitation, regret, what was the use? He could only firmly move forward.

Now that the monsters had been lured away, it was the best opportunity to seize the Great Fanghu!

Seizing the Great Fanghu was his only way out.

Seizing the Great Fanghu, he could appease Naluo Tian's anger after leaving the secret realm. No, it wasn't just that; he was thinking more long-term!

As long as he seized the Great Fanghu, he could turn the whole situation around.

He Lingchuan must have rushed there too; they had to speed up.

Tao Ran and the others hid in the thick interlayer of the Nanmen, observing the outside through small holes in the wall.

The effect of that arrow was excellent; within their field of vision, at least two hundred monsters rushed west, their roars never ceasing along the way.

A Heishuicheng soldier laughed: "Le Zhengqing is going to curse his mother this time." Half the monsters in the city were lured to play with him.

Tao Ran pointed his finger and whispered: "Don't attract the monsters' attention."

Among those monsters, some had excellent hearing.

In this situation, the humans on the Nanchengmen had to be doubly careful; after all, Liren Street wasn't too far from here.

Watching the excitement, they couldn't get themselves into trouble.

Just then, someone whispered: "People are coming to the Nanmen Square!"

Everyone wanted to laugh at him for having blurred vision.

Now that monsters were running everywhere, people should be hiding; which team would come to the empty Nanmen Square to die?

But when they looked down again, they were shocked:

"Who, who are these idiots?"

"Didn't seem to have seen them before?"

Tao Ran was helpless: "Can you all be a little quieter?"

But the four or five people who suddenly appeared in the Nanmen Square were indeed new faces.

Had they just entered the city from outside?

Everyone was depressed and frustrated because they couldn't get out of Panlongcheng; now seeing people rushing in to die, they couldn't help but gloat again.

These people stood still after appearing, looking back at the Nanchengmen, their faces also somewhat surprised, not expecting the city gate to be closed silently, but unlike the subordinates of the He father and son, they weren't shocked.

The crowd in the interlayer squatted down, not wanting to be discovered.

Tao Ran gave a live broadcast from above: "They left, heading east."

"Heading east? Isn't that courting death?" A group of monsters was running west, were these people going to die?

"How can you say that? The General's father and son are also heading east!"

Tao Ran, as a master archer, had better eyesight than others, so he said to his companions: "I saw faint light flowing again, possibly Lamp Spirits; these are likely Tiangong people."

Everyone was surprised, squeezing to the wall hole to look east. Although they couldn't see the new people, there was indeed a faint light flashing above the alley.

"That's also a Lamp Spirit?" Someone didn't believe it, "The light is too dim, right? Zhang Lianhai's Lamp Spirit is very bright."

The Tiangong's Lamp Spirits were really awesome, just too bright in the dark.

"Perhaps the new people are smarter than him, don't want to attract too much trouble, and their control over the Lamp Spirit is more pure than his." The Rongshan disciples exchanged glances, "No wonder the Young Master found out there were more than thirty Tiangong visitors in Heishuicheng, but Zhang Lianhai said he only brought a dozen subordinates. It turns out they were divided into two groups."

"And there are only four or five people here."

"Maybe divided into more groups."

"What's the use of dividing into more groups?" The Heishuicheng soldier hummed, "Isn't it still courting death to come in?"

The words were rough but the meaning was not; even the Rongshan disciples thought so.

Yin Ran whispered: "Seven or eight monsters are coming, about to collide with them head-on!"

Someone couldn't help but worry: "If they retreat to the city wall, they will also have to climb the city gate tower, what then?"

Should they let them in or not? With the He father and son gone, who could make the decision? Tao Ran suddenly exclaimed: "They're gone!"

Another Rongshan disciple leaned out: "What do you mean they're gone?"

"It means these four or five people disappeared from the spot! Hmm, those monsters came, but didn't find them."

"Invisibility?"

"Looks like it." Tao Ran pondered, "Heard that invisibility has been lost for a long time, didn't expect them to be proficient in this."

In the ruins full of monsters, invisibility was indeed the best solution. It ensured their own progress without startling the monsters.

He Jing and others passed through the Nanchengmen and felt something was wrong.

An explosion came from the west, which was imposing even in the howling cold wind.

And as soon as He Jing turned his head, he found that more than half of the people behind him were missing, leaving only the disciple and two trusted aides accompanying him.

Disciple Fu Liang was anxious: "Dou Envoy!"

"Don't be impatient." He Jing was stunned, having accidents as soon as he entered Panlongcheng, but waved his hand, "They were sent to other places!"

Other places?

A force was indeed hidden in the dark, wanting to divide and defeat them.

Could it be the Great Fanghu that could manipulate visitors like this?

"Go east." He Jing said decisively, "The attendants also know our goal, and will likely meet us at General Hong's tomb."

At this time, Fu Liang glanced back occasionally and couldn't help but be shocked: "Dou Envoy, the gate is closed!"

The two heavy gates of the Nanchengmen were closed tightly, as if not leaving a crack.

He Jing wasn't surprised: "I said it, this is already a secret realm!"

A secret realm has its own set of rules; can it let you come and go freely?

"Go east, quickly." Their goal in entering the Panlong secret realm was only one, which was to seize the Great Fanghu as soon as possible, and not a single moment should be wasted on the way.

The giant shadow in the sky also attracted the attention of He Jing and the others.

He looked up at the sky from time to time, pondering secretly.

Fu Liang admired his teacher's knowledge and asked in a low voice: "Dou Envoy, what is that?"

He Jing didn't speak.

He didn't know either.

The secret realm formed by the Great Fanghu, how could it be understood at a glance? But the pressure this thing in the sky gave people was truly too strong.

In the Great Fanghu, were there any living things originally? Que Beasts didn't count.

The other guards looked at each other, thinking of the Heavenly God avatar that had just entered, where did it go? This question had no answer for the time being.

A few wisps of ghostly light swept past the four people and headed east.

He Jing brushed his hand, and the ghostly light slipped through his fingers, unable to be blocked.

He took out a small white jade bottle and aimed it at another wisp of ghostly light.

This bottle had the ability to collect spiritual objects, but the ghostly light remained unmoved, still sliding away from the mouth of the bottle.

Fu Liang asked in a low voice: "What exactly does this count as?"

He Jing shook his head, he couldn't explain it clearly either. Things that even the jade bottle couldn't collect were truly intangible.

The four ran for dozens of zhang in the alley, suddenly hearing rumbling ahead, and something was running in a cluster.

Monsters?

"Best not to fight them." He Jing had seen the plight of Zhang Lianhai and others earlier. These monsters might not be able to do anything to them in terms of individual combat power, but they were best at calling friends and using beast pack tactics. With the enemy being many and them being few, once discovered and entangled, it would be very difficult to get rid of them. "Fu Liang, Invisibility Technique."

Fu Liang responded with a "Yes," and blew a breath at his Lamp Spirit. This Lamp Spirit immediately flew above the four people's heads, shrouding them all in its light.

Fu Liang pinched the formula and chanted a few times, and the four people in the light suddenly disappeared.

After a few breaths, the lamp light was no longer flashing, but turned into ghostly light that could be seen everywhere, floating in mid-air without being conspicuous at all.

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