Chapter 868: The End of Fate

True Person Sanshui had two more times almost been bitten by the Xiliu red python, and he laughed in anger. The long sword drew a half-circle in the air, and the wind and snow falling down rolled into several Que Beasts: "Go!"

The Que Beasts acted as cushions, blocking two tracking arrows.

When they were shot and exploded, they burst into a sky full of snow powder.

The battlefield was fluttering, and the blizzard opened.

Each flying snowflake was an ice seed. Hitting a person not only delayed their actions but also grew ice crystals. Previously, the King of the Que Beasts had used this to seal the tomb, and at that time it had only thrown down two ice seeds.

He Lingchuan's whole body suddenly glowed with rich red light. The ice seeds hitting the battle armor weren't evaporated by the fierce flames but slid down directly, like water droplets rolling off a lotus leaf.

Yuan power!

The Yuan power unique to the leader of the Great Wind Army finally erupted.

Against the Yuan power of the Great Wind Army, the effects of divine abilities would be greatly reduced, not to mention the General Red was the commander of the entire army, the focus of the army's heart, and the hope of the masses.

The condensation, thickness, and abundance of the Yuan power she was entitled to were truly exaggerated, making He Lingchuan gasp. The Yuan power he had felt from any other general or army didn't even reach one percent of it!

Even the army of Beijia was far inferior.

This was the peak of Yuan power that only the Panlong Army God could possess, and few people in history had experienced it.

The power of the General Red battle armor was already violent, and the amplification effect of this Yuan power gave He Lingchuan an illusion: it was as if he held the sun's true fire in his hand, and one punch could smash through the center of the earth.

Even under the blessing of Yuan power, the flying heavy snow couldn't hinder his vision.

The Naluotian avatar watched this scene and was truly shocked: Lady Mitian and this kid could use Yuan power in the Secret Realm?

Yuan power is not a void and ethereal thing; it must have a source and an origin. That is to say, behind Lady Mitian and this kid, there must be a stable faction and a powerful army!

Inside the Great Great Great Fanghu, what kind of world had been created?

He Lingchuan was about to continue chasing the Naluotian avatar when the broken-tailed Xiliu red python beside him suddenly sprang backward! The force was great, bumping him back two steps.

This thing had been turned by the poison toad on the General Red battle armor, so logically it wouldn't harm him.

He Lingchuan was startled, but saw the red python he had bounced back suddenly break into two pieces, as if cut in half by an invisible blade.

There was no blood in the python's body, only black water flowing all over the ground, turning into smoke and evaporating.

What cut it open? He Lingchuan tried to lift his blade to pick, and sure enough, there was a strange texture, as if he had picked the spider silk of Aunt Zhu, but tougher.

If it weren't for the Xiliu red python stopping him, if he had hit the invisible thread with his speed, the outcome would be dire.

He didn't know if the battle armor could protect him completely.

But He Lingchuan was truly surprised. He had the blessing of the General Red's Yuan power, yet he didn't see the opponent's trap? What was worse was that he couldn't confirm how many invisible threads were laid out at the scene, and how far he would have to walk before hitting them? He didn't know that this was Naluotian's ability, called the "Luo Pan of Fate." Since it was "fate," how could human eyes see it?

On the surface, it was True Person Sanshui fighting with He Lingchuan. It borrowed True Person Sanshui's Cutting Technique to secretly interweave the so-called "lines of fate" during the battle. Only after the layout was completed would the compass truly take effect, trapping people invisibly.

Naluotian's divine ability was indeed as treacherous and insidious as its name, quiet and silent.

But since the General Red had guided the Xiliu red python to point out its trap, He Lingchuan couldn't sit and wait for death. The Luo Pan of Fate, just hearing the name was enough to scare people.

At this moment, True Person Sanshui casually threw out a precious seal, which flew into mid-air and transformed into a small mountain, smashing down toward He Lingchuan.

This was a suppression-type divine ability commonly used by ancient immortals, and the varieties of magic tools were also diverse. This one was called the "Heavenly King Seal," refined from the heart of a mountain range, the blood of a mountain range, and gold essence. No matter where the enemy was, it could chase them and smash them—no, suppress them! The effect was good and easy, and True Person Sanshui was used to using it, throwing it out subconsciously. However, it immediately realized: Bad! The layout of the compass wasn't finished yet.

But before it had time to pinch the formula to take it back, He Lingchuan had already squatted down and grabbed the ground.

During the battle, he had already felt the ground pulsing, as if something couldn't wait to come out, and it could echo with the Floating Life blade.

Then he satisfied it.

The ground was full of dust and ash. He pressed one hand into the ground, but what he grabbed wasn't a handful of mud, but a long spear that was pitch black all over.

Only the spear tip flashed with cold light. He Lingchuan grabbed the spear body and shook it lightly, faintly hearing the sound of wind and thunder.

Hmm, it wasn't an illusion; several electric snakes also streaked across the dome.

This seemed to be one of the General Red's divine weapons. He Lingchuan had only seen her use it twice on the battlefield, but it was prestigious and left a deep impression on both the enemy and his own side.

This time he followed suit, weighed the black spear in his hand, exerted force on both arms, and threw it fiercely toward the Heavenly King Seal that was crashing down.

Yes, using the posture of throwing a javelin.

The General Red's thick Yuan power made the whole spear purple-red.

Another thunderbolt streaked across, lighting up the night sky. He Lingchuan looked up and saw a phantom appear on the surface of the black spear, with bulging eyes, a horse mouth, a crocodile nose, and cow ears, and two horns slightly arched on its forehead.

Black Dragon!

He Lingchuan recognized at a glance that this was the giant beast on the inner wall of the south city gate, very similar to the black dragon Zhong Shengguang transformed into, just smaller in shape, only one zhang long.

It was attached to the black spear, but once the light dimmed, it disappeared.

What was this, a spear soul?

The long spear flew and stabbed the Heavenly King Seal with a loud "bang."

The mountain-like seal was actually knocked away directly, spinning twice in the air, its volume shrinking smaller and smaller.

The black spear was bounced back while spinning. He Lingchuan jumped up in two steps, grabbed it in mid-air, pointed the spearhead at the sky, and shouted: "Come!"

A thunderbolt struck from the dome, hitting the long spear just right.

Besides Yuan power, the spear body was immediately attached with a layer of dazzling thunder light, crackling and popping, with full sound, light, and electricity effects.

The feeling of holding thunder in his hand was very wonderful. How should he put it?

It was like holding a frantically struggling giant crocodile; it was resisting at any time, and at any time it wanted to bite and eat you.

Before it turned over, throw it to the enemy.

He Lingchuan had practiced the Running Thunder Spear Technique for more than a year, but only this move was truly worthy of being called the "Running Thunder Spear."

Man and spear as one, rushing toward True Person Sanshui with an unstoppable momentum, like a comet about to hit the ground.

Along the way, he didn't know how many of the compass's fate lines he had pierced. Those carefully laid dark lines broke silently in the face of the combined attack of heavenly thunder and Yuan power.

The Naluotian avatar facing it only saw the screen full of dazzling thunder light, unable to even see clearly where the opponent was.

The true vastness of heavenly thunder was nothing more than this.

Can't catch it, this definitely can't be caught. True Person Sanshui's face changed greatly, and he turned into flowing water and fled in all directions.

As long as one drop of water escaped, it could recover its shape and fight He Lingchuan again.

Afterward, the long spear stabbed into the ground.

There was no rolling smoke, no explosive power; this strike was silent, just with the landing point as the center, thunder and electricity ran within a radius of a hundred zhang, actually creating a thunder prison formation in an instant.

Heavenly Thunder Absolute Prison.

The dazzling nature of those thousands of electric lights made even He Lingchuan close his eyes hurriedly, for fear of going blind in the next second.

Every stream of flowing water and every water droplet transformed by True Person Sanshui was fully electrolyzed.

The other Que Beasts that rushed over were also unlucky, and those who stepped into the range of the Heavenly Thunder Absolute Prison were taken away in one wave.

Only dozens of ghostly lights flew, drilling into the General Red's tomb—

Only then did He Lingchuan understand that the true entrance to the Great Great Great Fanghu was indeed still open there, but the General Red had used a fake bottle to create an illusion for everyone.

Water vapor filled the Heavenly Thunder Absolute Prison, followed by a series of explosions.

In the vast white steam, a little green light was forced out, taking the opportunity to fly toward the sky.

The Naluotian avatar still wanted to run? The long bow carried on his back suddenly hummed. He Lingchuan understood, flipped the bow and nocked an arrow, shooting at the firefly light.

Although the arrow was fast, the firefly light still dodged it. But the arrow continued to shoot into the pitch-black night sky in front of it.

That arc was like cutting a vertical line on a black canvas.

He Lingchuan was still surprised, not knowing if this counted as a Cutting Technique, but the space pierced by the arrow was torn, revealing a pale red background—

Outside, it was an endless ocean.

The green light braked urgently, wanting to bypass this piece of torn space, but two slender chains suddenly reached into the hole of the night sky, binding it.

The green light struggled desperately, but couldn't defeat the power of the chains, and in He Lingchuan's waving send-off, in the "clanging" sound of metal hitting metal, it was dragged out and fell into the pale red ocean.

Over there, a huge figure was quietly waiting for it.

This escaped fish was finally caught back.

He Lingchuan knew that the Naluotian avatar wouldn't die.

Afterward, the hole in the night sky closed on its own, without leaving a trace of a crack.

There were still dozens of Que Beasts outside the Heavenly Thunder Absolute Prison. Seeing their leader defeated, they let out unwilling roars, but they couldn't walk two steps before they went limp and died, their breath slowly breaking.

The King of the Que Beasts had been subdued, the general trend was set, and there was no suspense about the ending of the other Que Beasts.

The entire Panlong Secret Realm suddenly became quiet.

The wind stopped, the snow melted, and there was bloody water all over the ground.

There were corpses everywhere, humans and Que Beasts lying together, all in unwilling shapes on the pitted ground.

With a "thud," He Lingchuan stuck the long spear into the ground and took a deep, deep breath of the bloody air.

Won!

This great battle finally came to an end, and the victory belonged to him and the Great Great Great Fanghu.

His plan could be considered successfully implemented. Although there were twists and turns, from now on, Naluotian would no longer pose a threat to him.

Everything before his eyes—

Was the winner gaining freedom, while the loser paid the price.

In the end, he had to face his own fate, and his own destiny had to be rewritten by himself.

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