Chapter 864: Disillusionment

Taking advantage of the surrounding enemies being forced back by a few corpse puppets, He Chun turned and ran toward the tomb. After so many people had cut and chiseled, the General Red armor had loosened. He pulled it again, and perhaps it would work. He hadn't forgotten his primary mission, which was still the Great Great Great Fanghu! The General Red's gauntlets had indeed hung down.

The tomb was very dark, and He Chun had to lean in to look, his pupils shrinking the next second.

Empty?

Empty!

The gauntlets still maintained their original gripping posture, but apart from a few ice shards in the middle, there was nothing.

Where was the Great Great Great Fanghu?

Where was the pot that everyone was watching?

Everyone had clearly seen just now that the Great Great Great Fanghu was here...

Before the thought was finished, He Chun suddenly caught a glimpse of a glimmer of light from the corner of his eye.

That light was like the frost on the ground he saw through the door crack when he was a child, inconspicuous but cold.

Falling on his neck, it was also as cold as frost.

He Chun secretly said "bad," and his body suddenly lost its strength.

His last thought was regret.

Having already made up his mind to retreat, why did he come back to seize the pot after releasing the corpse puppets? Wasn't it because he still held a glimmer of luck, thinking of trying one last time? Greed, greed that shouldn't have existed!

It was too late to regret.

Others only saw a glimmer of light flash in the tomb. The movements of this Du Yun Envoy paused.

Bao Guanjie happened to rush over and was about to swing his knife, but saw a thin line of blood appear on He Chun's back neck—

Someone had actually ambushed him from the front, cutting his neck with a single strike, and even cutting off the neck bone, so fast that the blood didn't even have time to spray! The most terrifying thing was that this strike came silently, like wind blowing through phoenix trees, without revealing half a bit of killing intent beforehand.

Bao Guanjie also vaguely felt that something had jumped to the back of the tomb.

Then the head of the Tiangong Du Yun Envoy fell to the ground, and the neck blood sprayed three feet away! Many people around were splashed with blood spots.

The red light in the eyes of the running corpse puppets disappeared, and they fell to the ground—the manipulator was dead, and they couldn't move.

Someone shouted from behind: "He Chun is dead! The Baling people killed the Tiangong Du Yun Envoy!"

The full-voiced roar spread for several miles.

Bao Guanjie was furious: "Who, who is talking nonsense!"

He turned to look for them, but couldn't find the shouter.

Le Zhengqing ran to the edge of the tomb and stretched his knife to pick the General Red's gauntlets.

With He Chun as a warning, no one dared to lean in to look again.

"Empty!"

The General Red's gauntlets were empty, and the Great Great Great Fanghu had vanished.

Obviously, the person who killed He Chun also took away the Great Great Great Fanghu!

Everyone's eyes focused on Bao Guanjie.

Just now, everyone saw with their own eyes that Bao Guanjie rushed behind He Chun, and then the Du Yun Envoy's head fell off, and the Great Great Great Fanghu was gone.

If it wasn't him, who else could it be?

Bao Guanjie's eyes were red, and he roared irritably: "It has nothing to do with me, the Du Yun Envoy wasn't killed by me!"

Someone assassinated He Chun to his face and framed him for killing and stealing treasure? How could it be so absurd! At this time, the sky-shaking beast roar came, very close.

The King of the Que Beasts was coming.

Everyone looked at each other, shouted, and turned to run!

The Tiangong's powerful team had been tossed by the King of the Que Beasts, could they beat this big monster?

Besides, the Great Great Great Fanghu was gone, why were they still staying here, to die? Run! Everyone ran without looking back.

By the time the teams ran out more than a hundred zhang, the movement behind them became smaller and smaller.

Bao Guanjie stopped to catch his breath, and his subordinates couldn't help but ask him: "My lord, what exactly happened to that Du Yun Envoy and the Great Great Great Fanghu...?"

"I didn't kill him! I didn't take it!" Bao Guanjie roared. "You don't believe me either?"

As soon as the words fell, red light flashed before their eyes.

Everyone in the Panlong Secret Realm discovered that every piece of ground, every building, every city wall, and every pond was covered with a thin layer of red light.

Then the red light faded quickly, as if the entire carpet had been dragged away from behind.

Everyone chased for a few steps, but couldn't catch up with the speed at which the red light faded, and could only watch it shrink toward the central and southern part of Panlongcheng.

That was the location of the Lady Mitian Temple.

Finally, the red light turned into a light pillar and shot into the sky.

This time, the light pillar lasted only two or three breaths before dissipating.

People looked at each other.

There were too many strange things in the Secret Realm, and no one was sure what this was about.

Bao Guanjie casually pressed against the earthen wall beside him, and the sound of earth blocks rolling down spread far in the quiet night.

"Listen, the beast roars have disappeared."

The low roars of the Que Beasts originally filled the entire Secret Realm, but now the city was quiet, with no beast roars and no footsteps.

Only the wind was wailing.

Bao Guanjie led his men through a few alleys and came to an open space.

"Eh?" Everyone immediately felt something was wrong. "Where are the corpses?"

A quarter of an hour ago, a chaotic battle had occurred in this open space, and both Que Beasts and humans had died.

However, the ground in front of them was clean, with only a little rubble; let alone dead bodies, there wasn't even a bloodstain.

Seeing this, Bao Guanjie finally breathed a long sigh of relief and stopped: "We have left the Secret Realm!"

"Huh?" The others hadn't reacted yet.

"The red light just now was the Secret Realm disappearing." Bao Guanjie said with some melancholy, "Someone must have gotten the Great Great Great Fanghu and broken the Secret Realm!"

Everyone looked up at the sky and saw the thick clouds retreating at some point, with a bright moon slanting to the west.

Dawn was coming.

Just like that? They entered the Secret Realm inexplicably and left inexplicably? "My lord, what should we do now?"

The joy of surviving the disaster only slowly welled up now. Everyone looked at each other and sighed.

In that ghost place where monsters were everywhere and there was nowhere to escape, how did they survive!

Before Bao Guanjie could answer, the scout in the team rushed over: "My lord, there are two Tiangong guards still alive, just thirty zhang ahead, running toward the west!"

Two survivors left?

A fierce light flashed in Bao Guanjie's eyes: "Chase them, kill!"

Getting rid of these two, it would take some effort for the Tiangong to find out the cause of He Chun's death. Not to mention anything else, the various teams that participated in the battle tonight might keep their mouths shut after returning.

After all, they had all stumbled here and offended the Tiangong.

If they didn't get rid of these two, and they went back to Lingxu City to complain, he, Bao Guanjie, and the Baling Nation would be in big trouble immediately!...

Zhao Qinghe and He Chunhua walked out of their hiding place and moved forward carefully. The shout "He Chun is dead" just now was made by Zhao Qinghe.

He Chunhua reacted very quickly: The Tiangong Du Yun Envoy died in the Panlong Desert, this was a huge matter. The Yuan Nation couldn't bear the wrath of Beijia at all, so it was better to divert the disaster as soon as possible.

Let the Tiangong go to Baling to dig for trouble.

They also saw the red light fading.

He Chunhua's heart moved, and he immediately said to Zhao Qinghe: "Cut me with a knife, quick!"

Zhao Qinghe thought he had heard wrong: "My lord?"

"Don't hurt the vital parts, but it must be heavy!"

Seeing his determined expression, Zhao Qinghe drew his knife and stabbed through his right shoulder.

Blood appeared, and this strike indeed didn't hold back.

He Chunhua was in so much pain that he curled up. Zhao Qinghe withdrew the knife and supported him: "My lord, I'm sorry!"

"No, this is fine!" He Chunhua knew he had a sense of proportion, specifically avoiding the tendons and meridians, so he endured the pain and said, "Don't tell a third person!"

"Yes!"

Immediately afterward, the red light faded from under their feet.

Zhao Qinghe simply treated his wound, and then supported him to continue heading south, walking smoothly all the way, not even encountering a single Que Beast.

He Chunhua remained silent, his heart full of hesitation.

The Secret Realm had indeed disappeared, but had everyone come out? Not long after, dense footsteps came from ahead.

The two flashed to a low house to be on high alert, and sure enough, dozens of people came over, but the one running at the front was He Chunhua's personal guard, Hu Xuan.

Eh? The two immediately came out to meet: "Why are you here?"

"My lord!" Hu Xuan was full of joy. "The south city gate is open! Eh, you're injured!"

Even if he had guessed it, He Chunhua breathed a long sigh of relief upon hearing this good news: "How did it open?"

"Just now, a flash of red light passed, and the south city gate returned to its original state. The outermost layer is still half standing and half fallen." Hu Xuan came to support him. "We sent people in and out several times, and there was no abnormality."

"The Secret Realm disappeared, and we returned to reality." He Chunhua looked toward the Lady Mitian Temple, not without emotion.

Twice, he had entered the Panlong Secret Realm twice, and both times returned empty-handed.

Zhao Qinghe asked him: "My lord, should we go over and take a look?"

"No." He Chunhua's depression gradually faded, replaced by a bit of luck. "If we go over now, there's probably nothing left."

He still remembered clearly how the Panlong Secret Realm disappeared last time. Rushing to the Lady Mitian Temple now would also be a futile effort.

But at least he had survived again, which was better than so many people from the Tiangong, including the Du Yun Envoy and the Lamp-Guarding Envoy, who had all lost their lives here.

He had witnessed the chaotic battle at the General Red Tomb from beginning to end, and had kept his mind clear at the last moment, not going up to compete.

Otherwise, he would have lost his life long ago, right? "Where are the Rongshan people?"

"After walking down the city wall, they passed through the south city gate and left." Hu Xuan looked left and right, didn't see He Lingchuan, and didn't dare to ask.

He Chunhua asked about the Rongshan people, but in his heart, he was thinking of He Lingchuan.

After the Naluotian divine descent failed, He Lingchuan's whereabouts became a mystery, and he hadn't appeared again.

But He Chunhua was inexplicably convinced that he was still alive.

Was he really the evil ghost in Panlongcheng? Everything that happened in the Secret Realm tonight, how much of it was related to him?

Shrewd and steady as He Chunhua was, his mind was now a mess, with thousands of threads not knowing where to start.

He only knew one thing: the Great Great Great Fanghu had been taken away.

Who did it? It was unclear.

Neither he nor Zhao Qinghe had approached the General Red Tomb, just hiding in the dark to watch the battle. From their angle, they hadn't seen clearly how He Chun died, nor had they seen how the Great Great Great Fanghu disappeared.

Was the one who took this treasure Bao Guanjie or someone else? Zhao Qinghe asked him for instructions: "My lord, should we go find the Baling people?"

Actually, he was asking He Chunhua if they should go and seize back the Great Great Great Fanghu.

He Chunhua looked back at the road they came from; the huge Panlongcheng was silent in the dark. Such a large city, where could they search for the Baling people?

He sighed and shook his head.

His bosom suddenly became hot, and he took out the statue of Naluotian, seeing it flashing constantly.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 865 =====