bookandnovel Chapter 1777 The Contest Has Already Begun
Chapter 1777 The Contest Has Already Begun
Chapter 1777 The Contest Has Already Begun
He even bent down and grabbed a handful of soil, spreading it in his palm and examining it carefully.
Dirt is just dirt, and it contains nutrients that plants need, mixed with grass roots, bird droppings, and insect eggs.
Miao Zhantian stared at it for a few breaths before saying, "Okay, so that's it!"
Only Bai Ziqi could hear the anger hidden in His calm tone.
Miao Zhantian threw away the dirt, approached Bai Ziqi and whispered, "Use your magical powers less and your wings more. Fly low to the ground in the forest and find the whereabouts of Huan Zong."
Bai Ziqi nodded in agreement and walked to the sand table.
Miao Zhantian didn't finish his words, but he already understood the hidden meaning:
This world is very strange. The Illusion Sect is blessed, and the divine arts may not be able to discover them. At this time, the simplest and most brutal method is the most effective, that is, close-range naked eye reconnaissance.
Furthermore, Miaozhantian has indirectly admitted that some of his magic arts - such as the Eye of Truth - are partially malfunctioning.
"This is not the real world either." Miao Zhantian said confidently, "Qian Huan may have already come out of seclusion!"
Bai Ziqi was not surprised, as this was consistent with his judgment, but his heart still sank: "Have we entered the second fantasy world?"
Miao Zhantian nodded: "Qian Huan is more free to do as he pleases here. The underlying rules he created can reject my lighthouse, just like saline-alkali land cannot grow most of your human crops."
His lighthouse also needs something to support it. The air can't support it, and the sea water can't support it.
Although Bai Shiqi pressed it into the soil, the conditions that prompted its growth were not met, and the lighthouse could not grow.
In the previous fantasy world, Miao Zhantian's lighthouse caused great trouble to the Fantasy Sect and even changed the situation of the war; this world simply rejected Miao Zhantian's magic from the root.
Therefore, Miaozhantian believed that Qianhuan had woken up.
His battle with Qian Huan started in the previous fantasy world, but the changes targeting him were full of subjectivity.
He didn't even need to meet Qian Huan in person to infer that he had accidentally fallen into Qian Huan's trap.
Bai Ziqi suddenly realized: "Even the elders of the Illusion Sect firmly believe that Yaozi Lake leads directly to the real world. This is how they can deceive us!"
He also gave Miaozhantian a way out. If the situation had not taken a sharp turn for the worse, how could the proud god admit that he had made a mistake?
"They were also kept in the dark by Qian Huan." Miao Zhantian's tone was filled with resentment for the first time. "This old man really doesn't trust anyone!"
Only if everyone in the Huan Sect firmly believes it, will Miao Zhantian and Bai Ziqi follow suit and believe it to be true.
Moreover, this trap has existed for a long time and may not have been prepared specifically for people from the Heavenly Palace. This is why it is extremely confusing.
Even though Bai Ziqi didn't want to admit it, it seemed that Qian Huan had the upper hand at the start and Miao Zhantian had misjudged the situation.
For a contest between True Immortals and True Gods, this was an extremely serious mistake.
Now is the time when Miao Zhantian needs him the most. Bai Ziqi put aside his distracting thoughts and pointed at the sand table and said, "Assuming that the terrain of the Silver Pearl Island in the two worlds is the same - and it should be the same - the Illusion Sect is least likely to go to the Upside-down Lake, as the south is the end of the land; going to the west is also unlikely, as that is a mining area full of rocks. The most likely destination is the two small cities in the northwest, or the big city in the north. In this way, with the help of the local ghosts, it will be easier for them to turn around and deal with us."
He immediately sent out monster scouts in these two directions.
Miao Zhantian required wings, not just birds. There was also an insect demon in the Heavenly Palace team, whose human-like body was an insect nest. As long as the main insect gave an order, thousands and tens of thousands of flying insects would swarm out.
This time, Bai Ziqi sent it out as well.
These tens of thousands of insects searched all over the mountains and plains in a carpet-like manner, much faster than humans, and even faster than bird monsters, and they could also maintain direct contact with the main body of the deity. Once they encountered an enemy that failed to return, the main insect could judge the enemy's whereabouts based on the location where they disappeared.
"If we find the Illusion Sect, we can follow the clues to find Qianhuan!"
Now that the Huan Sect has come to this world, they have to find their ancestor.
Another group of spies came to report: "The enemy is less than 150 feet away from us!"
After consulting Miao Zhantian, Bai Ziqi made a decision: "Since the lighthouse cannot be built, let's go north."
The entire army turned around and headed north.
There are many villages and towns in the north, as well as the most populous city on Yinzhu Island.
Soon, the enemies appeared in the field of vision of the Tiangong team. As expected, they were all dressed in bright clothes and armor and wore ferocious masks.
The images of the masks include ferocious beasts, evil ghosts, and yakshas, and the main purpose is to create a terrifying image.
Although wearing a mask will block part of the vision, the visual effect is outstanding. When an honest citizen puts it on, he or she can be transformed into a fierce ghost.
These strange enemies were well-organized and rushed forward to launch a fierce attack as soon as they saw them.
Just as the scouts said, the base color of these soldiers' armor was coarse cloth. It was obvious that they were originally ordinary people from the nearby villages and towns. However, after the farmer's long howl before his death, they suddenly put on their armor and came out to find trouble with the Heavenly Palace team.
They rushed forward one after another, without any of the cowardice and fear of the common people in the country.
The worst part is, they are even stronger than the previous farmers!
Even though the Heavenly Palace team was made up of experienced elites, it was still very difficult to deal with them. Bai Shi and the others even felt that they were no less powerful than the Yaksha evil spirits that had previously appeared by the Upside Down Lake!
"They are only different from Yakshas in appearance!" Bai Shiqi reminded everyone to be careful, "Essentially, they are all water shells made by Qianhuan!"
At this moment, a huge one-eyed shadow suddenly appeared five feet above Bai Ziqi and the gray parrot.
Miaozhantian once again showed the Eye of Truth, but did not use the lighthouse. Instead, he relied entirely on his own divine power.
The golden light from the one-eyed demon covered the entire Heavenly Palace team, emitting warmth like the sun, and also left no place for the dead who rushed into the light curtain to hide, as their true forms were immediately revealed.
Whenever they came into contact with the golden light, their bodies suddenly became transparent, and then the water shells fell apart with a splash. The dead souls hidden inside flew around like headless flies, and gradually disappeared.
That's right. Otherwise, it would be too uneconomical to let living people sacrifice their lives in exchange for these dead souls.
The power of the divine arts was beyond doubt, and the originally tense battle rhythm was greatly eased. Bai Shi then waved his numb right wrist and spat on the ground: "Bah, it's really a bargain for them to be saved by the divine master!"
These dead souls were originally trapped in the illusion world, but now they were melted by the golden light, and were quickly freed.
The dead around appeared one after another, rushing towards the light shield without hesitation, and then were eliminated one by one.
Facing the huge tide of casualties, Bai Ziqi ordered the entire army to speed up and continue heading north.
The Eye of Truth followed them as they moved, glowing all the time. But Bai Ziqi understood that in order to maintain this light shield, Miao Zhantian was consuming a lot of divine power every moment!
Why did they work so hard to build a tower in the fantasy world? Because the lighthouse was a tricky way to use the black crystal to sustain energy and fight against the law of the inverted sea for a long time; but this world does not allow it to be built, Miao Zhantian can only directly burn his own divine power to maintain the existence of the Eye of Truth.
In this unknown world, He cannot ignore his team.
Qian Huan did not show up, but used this method to dissipate the opponent's strength.
The battle between true immortals and righteous gods has begun.
Bai Shiqi closely guarded Bai Ziqi, knocking off two flying spears while asking, "Master Dushi, if Master Yiqianhuan refuses to show up, what should we do?"
"Then we have to force it to show up and attack." Bai Ziqi said seriously, "It still has a weak spot, which is the Illusion Sect team."
So Miaozhantian and he were both anxious to find Huanzong.
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He Lingchuan wrung the corner of his clothes. The foggy jungle was so humid that after walking for nearly fifteen minutes, his clothes were wet instead of dry.
There is another small town at the end of the woods.
This town also existed in the fantasy world. He Lingchuan had passed by it before. The name of the town was Tree Heart Town. There was an old tree at the entrance of the town that had come back to life. A large hole had been eroded through the trunk of the tree, which was big enough for two adults to walk side by side. However, the top of the tree was still green.
The town was not big, with only one dusty main road and seven or eight shops selling food, clothing, shoes and groceries, but except for the bun shop, there was not much business. The shop owners got up too early and everyone was sitting in the shop taking a nap. When the Huanzong team passed through the town, there happened to be a peddler shaking a rattle on the side of the road. There were more than a dozen pieces of maltose on the bamboo basket, and a few crickets were stuck in it.
The sound of the rattle immediately attracted the two children, and the adults behind them had to follow, but they hesitated whether to pay.
The Huanzong team passed through the town. After experiencing a series of fierce battles, many disciples saw this ordinary scene as if they were in another world and sighed.
They were from Yinzhu Island, and their relatives and friends stayed in the Fantasy World, at the other end of the lake. Because the Fantasy Sect warned them that the Heavenly Palace only targeted cultivators, and as long as they crossed the lake, the Heavenly Palace would follow and would not kill their relatives.
At this moment, two shrill trumpet sounds came from somewhere.
Dong Rui and others had been on high alert, but they couldn't help but be shocked when they heard it for the first time.
This sound...how to describe it, it's ten times sharper than sawing wood or scraping glass. It pierces the eardrum straight into the back of the skull, making the head swell and the scalp numb.
There happened to be a leopard monster walking in front, and when it heard the sound, all the hair on its body stood up.
"That's the cry of a ghost!" Dong Rui patted his head, trying to shake off the dizziness. "Oh my god, who said that the howl of a wolf can be compared to the cry of a ghost? There's a big difference!"
Even Lingguang and Guiyuan covered their ears with their hands and cried out.
Uncomfortable!
The soul-catching mirror in He Lingchuan's arms screamed, "This is a variation of the Requiem, it's not meant for living people to hear! Hey, look at these townspeople!"
In fact, there was no need for it to remind him specifically, He Lingchuan also noticed that when the horn sounded, the civilians all walked towards the town entrance.
Everyone came out, no matter what they were doing before, selling goods, walking, steaming buns, or even sleeping in bed, suddenly they put down everything at hand and walked out with big strides.