Chapter 2245: Red General Assists

"It's shaped like a fierce vulture with horns, unique among all celestial demons," Xu Shichu said urgently. "This is the image of the Ancient God of Death!"

He Lingchuan was startled.

The celestial demons' suspicions were indeed well-founded.

Before setting out, Xu Shichu had specially refined a pair of earpieces to facilitate communication. Once activated, they allowed real-time voice communication within a thousand zhang. They were designed as silver earrings, but fortunately, they only needed to be hooked behind the ear, no piercing required.

In the world of the spiritual sea, the Dragon God continued, "During our past battles, I already felt your mastery of divinity was too refined, even surpassing that of the Spirit Void Saint. As expected, there is no such thing as a Mitian in this world. You are the Ancient God of Death!"

"Saint? They were a bunch of fools!" The red mist in mid-air sneered. "We originally intended to capture the world's core to extend the life of the Celestial Realm. But at the most crucial moment of refinement, Spirit Void led his followers in an uprising! After I fought my way out, I was gravely injured and unable to sustain myself, so I was forced to undergo nirvana and transfer into a passing minor celestial demon!"

The listener suddenly understood.

Thus, the Ancient God of Death disappeared, and the Demon Realm gained a new god, Mitian. No wonder Mitian harbored such intense hatred for the gods; it was indeed a blood feud.

Xu Shichu whispered, "The Demon Realm is dying, like an old man on the verge of death. Without sustenance, the celestial demons were forced to break through the spacetime barrier three thousand years ago to invade our world!"

He Lingchuan also understood: "It seems that refinement failed due to the interruption by Spirit Void and the other gods. Otherwise, if the three great Holy Gods had jointly captured and seized the core of a new world to power the Demon Realm, it could very well have experienced a resurgence."

If the three Holy Gods had succeeded, the celestial demons would have had no need to invade this realm at all.

"After that failure, it became impossible for Spirit Void Saint to resume the refinement, so he had to give up. Later, unable to defeat the Human Realm, he settled for a lesser option, uniting with other demons to refine the world's core into the Tianluo Star." The Ancient God of Death couldn't help but add a curse, "A group of failures!"

Therefore, its hatred for Spirit Void Saint was entirely justified.

The two giants conversed while they fought.

"Zhong Wuhuan's spiritual sea cannot possibly contain you! Where have you been lingering all these years?" Mitian, with his vast knowledge, now realized, "Could it be..."

It was widely known that the Dragon God had perished three thousand years ago, crashing into a star. Mitian never expected its divine soul to appear within his own body! This was a carefully planned hunt targeting him!

The Dragon God laughed heartily, his voice shook heaven and earth: "Cause and effect, intertwined fortune and misfortune, facing life and death—isn't this your path? Come, let us test our skills."

Mitian flew into the air, and the cloud sea became the domain of the Dragon God and General Hong, where black and gold mists swirled, forming a golden-flamed volcano that was erupting. As soon as the Dragon God finished speaking, black mist surged, threatening to completely engulf the entire spiritual sea space. The black mist reformed into a dragon shape in mid-air, but its eyes, horns, dorsal mane, and five claws were golden, making it magnificent, solemn, and awe-inspiring. Even the dragon's breath exhaled by the black dragon was a mix of black and gold.

For over twenty years, the Dragon God's soul had dispersed into and merged with the foundational energy of Zhong Wuhuan's spiritual sea. Now, however, Zhong Wuhuan was transforming her soul power and elemental energy into weapons for the Dragon God, aiding the great celestial demon. By herself, of course, she could not contend with Mitian. But when she transformed herself and her elemental energy into the Dragon God's sharp weapons, the damage inflicted upon Mitian increased exponentially.

Amidst his own intense battle, He Lingchuan repeatedly glanced back at the spiritual sea battle simulated by the Great Origin Heaven Pearl. The combat patterns of the three parties gave him significant inspiration. In a clash between two powerhouses, even a small amount of aid to the Dragon God caused exponentially more than a proportionate increase in damage to the great celestial demon.

The divine vulture's body, torn open by golden claws, took a long time to heal, emitting wisps of red smoke. While the Dragon God's power was certainly at play, elemental energy also shone brightly in this battle! It made Zhong Wuhuan's power seem as if immensely boosted, allowing her to inflict damage on the immensely powerful Mitian, even exceeding her own power level. He Lingchuan observed carefully, gaining a new appreciation for the role of elemental energy.

Similarly, the black dragon's body, once wounded by the divine vulture, was also severely affected, its wounds oozing streams of black mist, much like a human's blood.

Xu Shichu said worriedly, "The Dragon God's mass seems to be shrinking."

Its energy consumption was immense. After all, it was far from its peak strength.

He Lingchuan, however, said, "Mitian is certainly not having an easy time either. With General Hong assisting the Dragon God, its offensive power is even greater."

The forms of both parties in the spiritual sea were manifestations of soul power; their injuries, bleeding, and fatigue were all signs of soul power depletion. As both sides fought relentlessly, testing their endurance, Zhong Wuhuan's assistance became crucial. Each strike the Dragon God landed on Mitian was more potent. As one side waned and the other waxed, the scales of victory slowly tipped. Therefore, her and Panlong City's elemental energy was by no means merely icing on the cake; it could very well become the final straw that would break the enemy's back.

Both men watched the images while busy with their own tasks. Although they knew it was an illusion and the real battle was happening within General Hong's spiritual sea, they could almost feel the strong winds kicked up by the black dragon and divine vulture. General Hong stood still, eyes closed.

In the eastern sky, the giant hole grew larger and larger, emitting a faint red glow. He Lingchuan was genuinely worried that this might be another of Mitian's backup plans. If the battle in the spiritual sea couldn't be won, would it simply shatter General Hong's body? Physical annihilation was also a viable option. In the past, on every anniversary of Zhong Wuhuan's death, magnificent pillars of thunder would descend upon the cliffs north of Panlong City—a divine manifestation of Mitian. Since this great celestial demon could conjure thunderstorms, perhaps it also concealed a powerful weapon within the clouds?

He Lingchuan could only use the earpiece to warn Xu Shichu: "Pay attention to the red light in the cloud hole. If anything descends, lead General Hong away." In the face of such chaos, he had to manage multiple tasks simultaneously, and he found himself feeling a little overwhelmed.

"Red light?" Xu Shichu looked up in surprise, stared for a few breaths, and then said, "General He, I don't see any red light."

Didn't see it? He Lingchuan was taken aback. He looked up and saw the red light in the cloud hole blazing fiercely, even shimmering. No one with eyes would overlook such a phenomenon, yet Xu Shichu couldn't see it?

He Lingchuan lifted his halberd, flinging an enemy away, then turned it to point at the cloud hole, asking his personal guards behind him, "Do you see the red light in the cloud hole in the sky?"

"Red light?" The three personal guards followed the tip of his halberd; their expressions were clearly surprised. Two immediately shook their heads, while the third, considering that General Hu-Yi's question required a cautious answer, took a few more glances before earnestly saying, "General, I don't see any red light."

Since these personal guards and Xu Shichu hadn't seen it, it was highly probable that others couldn't see it either. In that case, it might not be Mitian's doing—whatever Mitian intended, there would be no reason to make it visible only to He Lingchuan.