pertwk Chapter 1810 The Last Lonely City
Chapter 1810 The Last Lonely City
Chapter 1810 The Last Lonely City
Before He Lingchuan could finish his thought, Qian Huan had already retreated to the beach of Puyu Island and jumped into the sea. Miao Zhantian chopped off his tail, but he ignored him.
A light golden liquid suddenly emerged from the sea surface. It was the blood flowing from Qian Huan's wound.
The two demons looked at each other and jumped into the sea at the same time.
Maybe Qian Huan has another trap, but there is nothing we can do. It has come to this point, we have to chase them since they have come.
The sea is not deep and we will soon reach the bottom.
Just as Miao Zhantian expected, Qian Huan started to make trouble again -
With a splash, the two demons poked their heads out of the water and found that the scenery above had changed.
This was exactly the same feeling they had when they first crossed Yaozi Lake with the Silver Pearl Fruit. They discovered the light when they dived to the bottom of the lake, and then emerged from the water of another world when they swam closer.
It's just that this body of water is very small, not even as big as Yaozi Lake:
This is a pond several meters square. The water is very clear but a little red.
Miao Zhantian smelled the scent of blood in the water.
The two demons jumped out of the pond and found themselves in a city!
There are rows of buildings everywhere. They are generally not high but very solid. The exterior walls are mainly made of red sandstone, as if the simplicity and heaviness of history are embedded in the pillars.
Many houses here have been damaged. There seems to be a large square not far away with smoke rising up.
Further away was an absurdly tall city wall, but it was also deserted.
When he saw these scenes, Miao Zhantian felt familiar with them at first sight.
No way, is this the place?
He experienced countless big scenes in his long life, but this place was deeply engraved in his mind.
His younger sister Miao Yuntian suddenly pulled his arm and pointed backwards.
Miao Zhantian turned around and saw a huge temple behind him!
It turns out that the pond they drilled out is a blessing pond commonly seen at the entrance of the temple. This kind of pond is full of running water. It is said that believers who wade around the water will be blessed by the gods and can get rid of diseases and reduce disasters.
A huge statue was lying on the open space beside the pool, with its head and body separated.
The statue was at least three feet tall from head to toe, made of solid material, meticulously carved, and extremely heavy. Anyone who took the trouble to drag it out of the temple must have hated it to the core.
When Miao Zhantian saw the stone head of the statue, his expression changed:
"Miten!"
As a great demon, Mitian's true form is certainly not human. But Miaozhantian is of course the one who knows best how he enjoys the incense in the human world.
The eyes of the statue seemed to be staring straight at Him.
Behind him is a huge temple.
This god has long disappeared from history, and no one has worshipped him for a long, long time. If a god does not perform miracles, he will be forgotten by the world.
Miaozhantian looked around with horror in his eyes:
"This is Panlong City!"
He remembered that this was “that” majestic city on earth.
The plateau city that gradually shocked the gods from its birth to its destruction.
To this day, the demons usually keep silent about anything about this ancient city.
Why is there such a Panlong City hidden deep in Qianhuan's sea of consciousness?
The scene in the city was like a war. In history, Panlong City was only captured once.
just one time.
Then, it was completely erased from history, and Panlong Wasteland became Panlong Desert!
The two demons wandered among the ruins of the ancient city, watching carefully.
There were broken tiles and ruins everywhere, and scarlet bloodstains everywhere, but there was no one.
Suddenly, a gray shadow flashed not far away, and the two demons immediately chased after it.
……
In front of the Haoyuan Golden Mirror, He Lingchuan suddenly clenched his fists.
There were two cracking sounds on the knuckles.
Wanqi Feng turned around and saw that his lord was staring at the picture in the mirror, with disbelief written all over his face.
He Lingchuan rarely expresses his emotions so openly, but he looks as if he can't wait to jump into the Haoyuan Golden Mirror.
Only Dong Rui dared to ask:
"What, what's wrong?"
The soul-catching mirror in He Lingchuan's arms was also muttering: "Hey, the atmosphere of this place is so familiar?"
In just two breaths, He Lingchuan returned to normal and took a deep breath: "Nothing!"
To him, the image in the mirror was so unexpected and shocking that he lost his composure for a moment.
Dong Rui asked him: "Where is this?"
He Lingchuan said word by word: "Panlong Ancient City."
He never expected that he would see the most familiar Panlong City here!
He would recognize every street, every house, and even every brick in front of the South Gate Square!
At this moment, He Lingchuan's question was probably the same as Miao Zhantian's.
Why would the Panlong ruins, which had experienced the ravages of war, appear in the depths of Qianhuan’s sea of consciousness!
Everyone was confused and had never heard of it.
Dong Rui had some impression of this place name, and Soul Mirror let out a long wow and said in surprise:
"Ghost town! Is this your ghost town, Master?"
He Lingchuan shook his head.
The real Panlong ruins are in the distant Panlong Desert. The former Panlong City is left in the Dafang Pot, and this one in Qianhuan Sea of Consciousness...
He didn't know what it was either.
The perspective of the Haoyuan Golden Mirror suddenly raised, looking down from the sky.
"Huh?" Everyone was just a little surprised, but He Lingchuan's breath was held.
There is actually a vast ocean surrounding Panlong City!
The azure blue water ripples and extends all the way to the bottom of the moat.
No matter how high the viewing angle of the Haoyuan Golden Mirror is, all it can see is endless ocean.
Blue, but monotonous.
And Panlong City is the only isolated island in the sea!
What about the desolate Panlong Desert? What about the dusty Chipa Plateau?
Why are they all gone?
The high cliff where Panlong City was located has now turned into a reef in the sea, and is the only cornerstone that prevents it from being swallowed by the ocean.
Don’t be fooled by the fact that the entire sea is calm, but at the foot of Panlong City there are huge waves crashing against the shore, with waves piling up like snow, and the splashing waves can be more than two meters high!
He Lingchuan was even in a trance for a second. No matter whether it was in the vast wilderness or in the boundless ocean, this mighty city was always isolated and helpless, but it stood tall and unyielding.
From birth to death, from reality to illusion, this has never changed.
Wanqi Liang also said: "Why do I feel that this city is in danger and will be swallowed up at any time?"
Soul Mirror said disdainfully: "What an insight! Ghost Town is such a powerful existence, how could it be swallowed up...right?"
He Lingchuan murmured, "This sea really wants to swallow it. The Panlong Wasteland and Chipa Plateau below the ancient city have been submerged."
Only Panlong City, which is located at the highest point, stands on the cliff, still struggling against the wind and waves.
"Ah?" the Soul-Capture Mirror asked, "But that is the sea of consciousness of the Thousand Illusions Immortal, right?"
Because of the special structure within the storm circle, it can be seen as the "realm of laws" of the Upside-Down Sea, but in essence it is still Qianhuan's sea of consciousness.
Why is there something in the True Immortal's sea of consciousness that even He Himself cannot swallow?