abnabooks Chapter 2901 Our Chapter is Here
Chapter 2901 Our Chapter is Here
Chapter 2901 We're Back
King Shen, He Chunhua, rose to power in Blackwater City, so all the civil and military officials of Shen had to memorize his rise to power by heart. Mentioning Blackwater City inevitably leads to Red Cliff Road, which in turn leads to Panlong Wasteland, and Panlong Wasteland inevitably leads to General Hong of Panlong Ancient City and the Great Wind Army she single-handedly built!
Ji Shiyi was certainly familiar with the name of General Hong, and when he heard Ling Jinbao and the others address him, his first reaction was, "How is this possible?"
Have the spirits of the dead from two hundred years ago returned to the world?
At this time, the Panlong army still poured out of the ancient city of Panlong. The spirits of Panlong needed a real process to return from the illusory to the real, that is, to receive their bodies from the Hidden God Lord, to place their souls, and to confirm that they were unharmed, before they could enter the world with the power of the Great Square Pot.
This process is time-consuming and requires sorting, so it cannot be done overnight.
General Hong put away his divine status and asked Immortal Mingke, "Why are you late?"
Panlong Secret Realm was on the verge of collapse, so Immortal Mingke went to call for reinforcements. However, they arrived a little too late. If the heroic spirits of Panlong had not returned to the mortal world, Jialoutian would have already occupied the ancient city of Panlong.
These four short words brought unprecedented pressure to Immortal Mingke.
The pressure exerted on him by General Hong was even stronger than that of the Nine Nether Emperor!
Immortal Mingke composed himself, instinctively stood up straight, and then recounted what had just happened.
His meeting with Ji Shiyi went relatively smoothly; they exchanged tokens and established mutual trust. Ji Shiyi's Shen army was about to enter Kunlongmu when, unexpectedly, ten celestial demons arrived to intercept them!
Immortal Mingke immediately recognized them as the Heavenly Demons that Ling Jinbao had previously tried his best to keep out of the fray. After they destroyed Ling Jinbao's small Daoist field, they came to intercept the reinforcements from the Panlong Secret Realm.
The Shen army numbered 20,000 men. They were not afraid of them, but they were held up by them and it took them a considerable amount of time.
Upon hearing this, General Hong immediately assigned tasks.
After Jialoutian was beheaded, there were still eleven or twelve Heavenly Demons roaming the Earth Mother Plain. General Hong would never let this force escape. Therefore, the Panlong Army and the Shen Kingdom's army split into several groups and dispersed to the Earth Mother Plain to capture the Heavenly Demons.
With General Red leading the team, and with the Earth Mother's ability to search for enemies and teleport allies, in less than half an hour, all the demons on the plains were found, not one was left!
As for the ten Heavenly Demons who had already arrived at the Dragon-Trapping Ridge, they probably received news that the situation was hopeless, so they stopped heading to the Earth Mother Plain and turned around to flee the ridge.
General Hong ignored them and ordered the remaining enemy forces on the battlefield to be wiped out.
Shortly after Jialoutian was beheaded, the red mist that shrouded the entire Earth Mother Plain changed again.
It drifted towards the sky, vast and mighty, leaving the Dragon Nest with a clear and bright sky.
The fog that had already dispersed re-formed into a fog dragon in mid-air, stretching and soaring.
At that moment, a corner of the thick, dark clouds in the sky was lifted, casting down countless golden rays. The mist dragon then rose straight up to meet the light, its entire body bathed in the sunlight.
Everyone witnessed it calmly flying into the sea of clouds.
Then came the bolt from the blue, a total of seven.
Lightning flashed and thunder roared in the sea of clouds. As the first six flashes of lightning appeared, people could see a huge dragon shadow in the sea of clouds and even hear a long and majestic dragon roar.
If this mist dragon had a spirit, it would surely be joyful and delighted.
But when the seventh lightning bolt streaked across the sky, the sea of clouds was empty, with nothing in sight.
The mist dragon disappeared.
Just over ten breaths later, the wind and clouds dispersed, and the sky opened.
Above the clear sky and white clouds, there was nothing.
The fog is gone, the dragon is gone, as if it had never existed.
This epic battle has finally come to an end, leaving only ruins and broken walls on the Earth Mother Plain.
Sunlight streamed across Kunlonghu, and all the soldiers and civilians of Panlong closed their eyes and looked up at the sky, feeling the warmth of the sunlight on their faces.
Many people found themselves in tears without even realizing it.
They had thought that their memories would end with that bloody, terrifying, and brutal night.
But two hundred years later, they saw the sunrise on earth again!
It is still so beautiful, vibrant, and full of hope.
There has never been a moment when they could experience something so real:
"We're back!"
Most of the other gods were killed, leaving only three prisoners.
Now, just like ordinary people, they have had their legs broken and are forced to kneel before General Red.
Even after this bloody battle, their gazes toward General Red were still filled with hatred and disbelief.
They were so close to winning just now, all they had to do was break through the Panlong City wall...
"Don't be so smug. The descent of the gods is a foregone conclusion and will not change because of who owns the Great Pot," a prisoner said bitterly. "We can destroy you once, and we can destroy you a second time! You have come through so much to survive, only to experience the pain of being destroyed again."
They realized that they had no chance of survival and had no intention of begging for mercy.
General Hong's response was to thrust out two spears, piercing the throats of the two prisoners respectively.
Then, the blood-stained spearhead was moved in front of the third prisoner, whose expression changed slightly, but he immediately said:
"Come on, I'm not afraid of you!"
“You’re so confident, but that’s only because it’s an avatar.” General Red saw through its reliance at a glance; this demon wasn’t a complete divine being. “Then, you can pass on a message for me.”
She leaned slightly forward: "Go back and tell the Holy Venerable Lingxu that we are waiting for Him in the mortal realm. It's time to settle the scores between Mitian and Him, and between Panlong and Him, over the past few thousand years."
After she finished speaking, the third prisoner was also executed. But General Red changed his tactics; instead of stabbing him in the throat, he drew his Life-Giving Blade and beheaded him directly.
A beam of blue light then shot out from the head and flew into the sky.
No one stopped it; they let it fly away and return to the heavens to send a message.
This earth-shattering battle, which nearly determined the fate of humanity, ultimately had its outcome altered by the mysterious appearance of General Red and the Great Wind Army.
General Hong didn't care about the corpses lying haphazardly on the battlefield, the rivers of blood flowing down her face. She looked up at the sky, closed her eyes, and let out a long breath.
After two hundred years, she can finally breathe freely in the human world again!
The expressions of the Great Wind Army and the Panlong Army were just as relieved and satisfied as hers. To have just returned to the mortal realm and already slain dozens of Heavenly Demons—the taste of revenge was too sweet!
They had been waiting for this day for far too long in the world of Dafanghu.
Ling Jinbao had been waiting on the side for a long time. Seeing her walk into the city, he quickly came over and asked, "May I ask, who are you, General and our Emperor?"
General Hong ignored him and strode forward.
Ling Jinbao was a little embarrassed and was about to touch his nose when someone next to him leaned over and asked, "Are you one of Hu Yi's men?"
"Tiger Wings?" Ling Jinbao heard a new term. "Who is Tiger Wings? And who are you?"
This man was elegant and refined; he was none other than Xu Shichu.
"Tiger Wing is He Lingchuan. In our world, he's General Tiger Wing of Panlong City," Xu Shichu said with a smile. "What, is he also a local lord in reality?"