Chapter 866: He Is Not Alone

But He Lingchuan couldn't figure out how it communicated with the pot lid? "The Qianling Precious Lid is an independent ancient divine artifact, while the Great Great Great Fanghu originally had no lid. They were not originally compatible, just forcibly put together. Heh, even the gods of Lingxu don't know this secret." True Person Sanshui's long sword began to glow. "The Precious Lid provides me with shelter and allows me to merge with True Person Sanshui to deal with the Great Great Great Fanghu together."

As for this kid in front of him, the Qianling Precious Lid and it certainly wouldn't take him seriously.

The cause and effect, He Lingchuan finally understood it all.

So the King of the Que Beasts had been guarding the edge of the General Red Tomb, waiting for its nemesis to come out of the pot! The Great Great Great Fanghu's torment of them had been going on for a long time; it wanted to rely on the effort of grinding water to slowly disintegrate the resistance of the pot lid. The form of this contest between divine artifacts was truly peculiar.

And these Que Beasts, born with the will of the Precious Lid and ancient residual souls, were hostile to every moving object in the pot.

They were not true flesh and blood; the Naluotian avatar just merged with the King of the Que Beasts and borrowed the power of True Person Sanshui, which couldn't be counted as divine descent.

But this ability to be flexible and pull divine objects and ancient immortals to the same front line in an instant shouldn't be something every god could possess.

No wonder Naluotian jumped from a mere wild god to one of the big shots in the divine world in just over a hundred years.

As for the King of the Que Beasts, no wonder it could use so many fine and unique divine abilities, and its control over the timing of battle was exceptionally precise, because it originally had a part belonging to True Person Sanshui, a great immortal from ancient times! He Lingchuan looked at him and shook his head: "You pride yourself on being the god of fate, but your luck is truly bad, arriving only after the ground battle ended. This is the Secret Realm of the Great Great Great Fanghu, it's my territory!"

Otherwise, if the Naluotian avatar had descended onto the King of the Que Beasts one step earlier, no matter which team it chose to join forces with, the rest would not be its match.

He grabbed Floating Life with his backhand, the blade slightly tilted, and killing intent permeated.

The blade sent out bursts of pulsation, which was uncontrollable excitement. Since the appearance of the Naluotian avatar, the fighting spirit of this knife had become more and more fierce, actually manifesting itself from the void.

Slash! No matter if the opponent was the King of the Que Beasts, True Person Sanshui, or the Naluotian avatar.

Slash him, that was to slash away the boring and ridiculous fate!

"It's useless." The Naluotian avatar chuckled: "Hasn't anyone told you? Since you have my mark planted in your consciousness, you cannot attack me. The skin cannot resist the master, just as a magic tool cannot betray or kill its master!"

This was the confidence it had to stand alone in the Panlong Secret Realm, still light and breezy.

So what if this kid turned Lingxu City upside down? So what if he hooked up with the Great Great Great Fanghu? Just a mere skin, in front of the real master, still had to crawl on the ground, still had to kowtow and worship?

Still had to submit to the arrangements of fate? Sure enough, once the blade was aimed at True Person Sanshui, He Lingchuan felt his body heavy, his limbs filled with lead. That was the divine seal in his mind taking effect, not allowing him to attack the "master."

He forcibly raised his wrist, but his hand shook like a fallen leaf in the wind.

Facing such a strong enemy, but his body wouldn't listen to him, what was the difference between that and being sentenced to death? The Naluotian avatar just wanted to step forward, but a third party's voice sounded at the scene:

"Who said that?"

A cold and disdainful female voice.

The mark of the Great Wind Army on He Lingchuan's wrist glowed and heated up, and a slight sound of armor friction came from his side. The motionless General Red battle armor suddenly turned half its body and pressed He Lingchuan's wrist!

At this moment, it seemed to come alive.

Immediately afterward, the entire suit of armor turned into flowing light and was conducted onto him.

It was just a blink of an eye.

He Lingchuan straightened his back and found that his whole body was completely covered by crimson fish-scale armor—

He had never dreamed that one day he would actually wear the General Red's battle armor!

He Lingchuan was taller and stronger than the General Red, so the style of this battle armor was quite different from when it was worn on the General Red, but it fit perfectly, as if it were tailor-made for him.

No, it should be said, it was as if it had grown out of his body.

The battle armor also shed its wind, frost, and wounds at the same time, becoming majestic and gorgeous, as if reborn, out of place with this desolate and dilapidated battlefield.

The ghost-faced mask finally formed, and he finally obtained the General Red's vision.

So, she usually looked at people like this.

Endless power suddenly surged in his body, filling every meridian, every bone, every strand of muscle, and even every strand of hair! That was a vast, invincible power he had never experienced before, as if one punch could shatter the stars and one kick could shatter the earth.

This was the power the General Red lent him?

Was this really something a human could possess? Most importantly, through the mark of the Great Wind Army on his wrist, he was connected to this battle armor in heart and mind.

He only needed a thought, and the battle armor could cooperate highly, acting completely according to his will! With a heart, that was enough.

The divine seal Naluotian left him could only limit his body, but couldn't bind his thoughts.

As long as he wanted, he could attack! He Lingchuan felt surging emotions and couldn't help but let out a long roar. In an instant, he was in front of the Naluotian avatar, and the crimson flame blade Qi was like a long rainbow—

This blade could slash not only the surging waves but also thousands of troops! His speed was more than ten times faster than his usual fighting? This flash was completely without warning, not even leaving a residual shadow.

With True Person Sanshui's agility, he didn't dodge it. Before the set sword formula could be released, he was pasted close and his neck was wiped! Of course, he didn't die so easily, and the cut neck didn't splash blood, the whole body turned into flowing water with a "clatter" and re-condensed into a human form a few zhang away.

This lived up to his nickname, True Person Sanshui.

It was just that his face was finally solemn. Because there was a small pool of clear water squirming at his feet as if it had life, it just couldn't take shape.

After being cut and shaved by the Floating Life blade, even the clear water couldn't take shape.

What the Naluotian avatar was even more surprised about was that the skin actually attacked him cleanly and neatly, completely unaffected by the mark, how could this be possible?

"How did you manage..." As soon as the words came out, the Naluotian avatar gave a long "oh," "Lady Mitian, you really didn't die!"

He and He Lingchuan both heard that female voice.

To He Lingchuan, it was the General Red, but to the Naluotian avatar, it was Lady Mitian!

It was Lady Mitian making trouble, preventing it from obtaining its own skin.

In its view, all attacks were completed by the General Red's battle armor. The battle armor completely protected its prey, leaving no gap from head to toe, not giving the Naluotian avatar a single chance to take advantage of.

And to He Lingchuan, Zhong Shengguang's promise to him had been taken over by the General Red.

Was he restricted by Naluotian's attack? It didn't matter, the power from the General Red would suppress the divine seal mark for him.

He couldn't fight, it helped him fight.

He couldn't resist, it helped him resist.

Even for He Lingchuan, challenging fate alone was too difficult. But with the General Red's all-out help, he was no longer fighting alone.

"Surrender, you won't suffer." The Floating Life blade bloomed with red light. Although it was the General Red's battle armor, the voice coming from under the ghost-faced mask was He Lingchuan's. "Struggling on the verge of death, your end will be more miserable than True Person Sanshui's!"

He wasn't bragging.

This was the Panlong Secret Realm, this was inside the Great Great Great Fanghu, it was the General Red's home field, and it should also be his home field.

"I really don't understand, what's wrong with being my skin? You won't die, and I can fulfill the wishes of you and your father!" The Naluotian avatar said while snapping its fingers.

Ever since the two last fought, there had been rain and snow flying in the air, drifting and scattering.

It snapped its fingers, and the water droplets floating around He Lingchuan exploded one after another.

Each water droplet was a micro-bomb, but the effect was a hundred times that of ordinary explosives! In comparison, the explosive arrows Tao Ran fired earlier were less than one percent of its power.

The extreme counter-force erupting from the gentlest water was True Person Sanshui's specialty.

He Lingchuan raised his arm, and the Soul-Capturing Mirror transformed into a round shield to block the front; dense true qi flowed over the battle armor, condensing into a thick layer of protective qi that dissipated most of the explosion's damage.

Even so, the Soul-Capturing Mirror still wailed: "Ah ah ah, it hurts so much!"

Immortal... no, the mirror judged that this True Person Sanshui was just a residual soul, and the King of the Que Beasts he transformed into had been tormented by the Great Great Great Fanghu for a long time, so its strength should be far inferior to its peak period.

However! Using it to block the attack of a half-immortal, was it too much to look up to it?

Only then did the mirror realize belatedly: "By the way, are you really my master?"

The power of the battle armor gave it a feeling that was too strange.

He Lingchuan was too lazy to ignore this chatterbox, and only retorted to Naluotian: "I also don't understand, what's wrong with staying in the Great Great Great Fanghu? You won't die, at most you'll drink a few mouthfuls of seawater!"

With a thought, he turned into red light and approached the Naluotian avatar again. In the mist, three water pythons appeared out of thin air, grabbing him first.

One crimson gold, one dark black, one pale blue, each thicker than a water bucket.

This was refined by the immortal from the essence of the water of three great rivers. At its peak, the giant snake was like a hill, capable of suppressing enemies with the power of three rivers.

The most terrifying one was the black snake Xiliu. This Xiliu River in the legends of foreign races penetrated the two worlds of reality and illusion, leading to the underworld. No living creature or soul could float after falling into the water; they would only be suppressed at the bottom of the river forever, turning into river stones. The giant python refined from Xiliu River stones could not only release resentful dead souls to devour human hearts but also pass through armor and strangle divine souls directly.

With three such thick giant pythons added to his body, He Lingchuan was almost completely buried.

The resentful souls released by the Xiliu black snake looked for gaps to bite, but the red armor on He Lingchuan's body glowed with mist, and the resentful souls were burned to death as soon as they hit it, not even leaving half a bit of ash.

The fierce flames on the armor were terrifying.

The Naluotian avatar leaped up, the sword tip pressed down, fast and unreasonable.

Two of the entangled python bodies suddenly revealed a gap at He Lingchuan's back neck, allowing him to attack.

This precious sword also added Xiliu stones when it was cast, and could switch between reality and illusion. If the Naluotian avatar stabbed it into He Lingchuan's back neck, it would only hurt his divine soul without damaging the skin.

It still wanted to use this body, so it couldn't destroy it too much.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 867 =====