Chapter 1820: Immortal and Demon Battle

The anchor points of the Divine Fire Array had been extinguished, Miaozhantian had personally joined the battle, and True Immortal Cangxi’s body no longer needed their protection. After fighting for so long, the Heavenly Palace team finally had a chance to catch their breath.

But looking at the roiling storms above the nearby meteorite crater, everyone’s expressions were unreadable. Although everyone here was a devout believer in the gods, over three thousand people had entered full of fighting spirit, but now only over four hundred remained.

The power of a True Immortal was no less than that of a Great Heavenly God. After witnessing so many earth-shattering events, even Bai Shiqi couldn't help but wonder if they could really leave the Reversal Sea alive. Looking at Bai Ziqi again, his expression was as usual, inscrutable.

At that moment, He Lingchuan suddenly felt something. He looked back and saw a streak of light flying in from the sea, shooting directly over his head and heading straight for the meteorite crater battlefield.

The Wind God Avatar!

Qianhuan's Wind God Avatar and True Immortal Cangxi's Red-Flame Horned Viper clone had been entangled in combat since the collapse of the secret hall. The Wind God had finally cut it into several pieces, forcibly sealing each at the bottom of the sea, and then rushed over to deal with Miaozhantian.

In fact, it wasn't just Miaozhantian who coveted Qianhuan; Qianhuan also harbored thoughts of hunting down Miaozhantian. This Demon God had been his archenemy since ancient times. Although truth and illusion were opposites, from another perspective, weren't they also mutually complementary? If Miaozhantian could be captured and thoroughly studied, it would greatly benefit Qianhuan's enlightenment of the Supreme Dao.

Moreover, Miaozhantian knew many secrets of the Demon World.

So, for Qianhuan, wasn't this a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity? He was determined that Miaozhantian must not leave the Reversal Sea alive!

The three Avatars had gathered together. This was the first time since Qianhuan had taken up residence in the Reversal Sea. The Giant Basilisk was mighty in combat, the Wind-Thunder Beast was agile and versatile, and the Wind God Avatar excelled in spells, even able to bless the other two Avatars!

Qianhuan had been accumulating power for too long; now that he acted, even True Immortal Cangxi found it extremely difficult. Fighting these three Avatars with a single true body put him at a slight disadvantage.

So, the three meteorites from places like Bai Tou Mountain, which had already cooled, suddenly sparked again and rumbled towards this location. They no longer needed to serve as anchor points for the Divine Fire Array; True Immortal Cangxi had new plans for them. He had gathered them from nearby. The Illusion Sect team was only halfway through their retreat when they saw an invincible fiery wheel rolling behind them and were so frightened that they quickly dodged.

Fortunately, this thing had no intention of pursuing them and furiously rushed towards the meteorite crater by the lake. The first meteorite to reach the battlefield transformed into a fiery tiger and pounced on the Giant Basilisk as soon as it landed. The two behemoths collided in an instant, and a powerful shockwave dispersed the surrounding water mist. Their strength was comparable, but their attributes clashed.

The second meteorite rolled over, growing smaller and smaller as it went, until it shrank into a lotus seed before True Immortal Cangxi. He clasped it in his palm and kneaded it twice, and it transformed into a pair of dark, heavy stone cymbals.

The Wind-Thunder Beast was charging straight at him. True Immortal Cangxi threw four or five smoke rings at it, each appearing ethereal and harmless. But the opponent was cautious and raised its wings to protect its head and face. The smoke rings indeed caused it no harm, but with each ring it passed through, the Wind-Thunder Beast's size would shrink by one increment. It whooshed through five rings in succession, its body passively reduced to one-fifth of its original size, not much larger than an ordinary Golden Eagle demon.

Just as it was about to pounce on his face, True Immortal Cangxi clapped his cymbals together with a resounding clang— The Wind-Thunder Beast was trapped inside the cymbals. Naturally, it struggled wildly inside the cymbals, causing a great commotion. But a circle of dark red runes lit up on the cymbals, firmly locking it inside.

True Immortal Cangxi completed this series of actions, but the cost was taking a direct whip strike from the Wind God. Qianhuan's Wind God Avatar was humanoid, but its martial arts were excellent, and its whip was particularly venomous; a single whip strike could flatten an entire mountaintop.

True Immortal Cangxi was struck on his lower back by this whip. His True Immortal body suffered damage, a large piece of flesh was brutally ripped away, even a section of his ribs was exposed, and golden blood splattered. His bones were clearly pure white and lustrous, like fine mutton-fat jade, yet they were being corroded by rust-like stains. True Immortal Cangxi had no time to deal with it during the battle, so the wound continued to spread.

The Wind God laughed heartily, his voice rumbling: "I just came out of seclusion, and you've already come to offer me a gift. How truly courteous. Please do stay in my Reversal Sea for a while longer; there's no need to rush off!"

The advantage was with him; now, he was the least hurried of them all. Which Great Demon God wasn't wealthy? Entering the Reversal Sea was like bringing him gifts.

Miaozhantian sneered: "You old clam, whose treasure did you snatch to replace your elemental pearl? What a pity Mitian didn't dig out your clam meat along with the pearl back then! If only you'd been grilled with some garlic and chili back then, the Reversal Sea wouldn't be facing such a calamity today!" He also realized that Qianhuan didn't act like a mirage demon without an elemental pearl. Considering his recent seclusion, had he found some kind of substitute?

Although the battle here was earth-shattering and chaotic, Dong Rui, in front of the mirror, heard that remark and couldn't help but swallow.

Just then, the third meteorite was also nearing. If it fell into Miaozhantian's hands, there would surely be another transformation. However, another flying rainbow from afar arrived first, blocking the meteorite's path.

Elder Liu had arrived. The man standing in front of the meteorite seemed especially tiny. Seeing that the meteorite was sure to crush him, Elder Liu pulled out his Spirit Immortal Brush, spat a mouthful of blood from his tongue tip, and used his essence blood as ink, calmly drawing a perfectly round great door.

Within the Reversal Sea's boundaries, this brush could manifest whatever it drew. As the meteorite rolled closer, the door opened just in time, perfectly accommodating it. Then, the meteorite disappeared. In fact, Elder Liu had drawn two doors; the other was on the island in the center of Reversal Lake. So this meteorite, after passing through the door, went directly to the island. It would take some time to roll back from there.

Although this divine ability seemed instantaneous, it was not easy for Elder Liu. After drawing the door, his face turned pale.

Meanwhile, on a mountain hundreds of yards away, He Lingchuan made a gesture on the Haoyuan Golden Mirror, magnifying a local area, and then gazed at it intently, lost in thought. Dong Rui was staring intently at the battle in the meteorite crater. He occasionally turned back and saw the image in the mirror, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Wow, that's Qianhuan and Miaozhantian's duel right there, and you're not even watching?"

Most people in the world would never have the fortune to witness such a sight in their lifetime. This small grotto-heaven was too unique. Outside the Reversal Sea, battles of this magnitude simply wouldn't occur in the human world right now. It was a rare opportunity to observe such a spectacle; even Granny Zhu was concentrating fully, fearing she might miss any exciting moment. Battles between True Immortals and Great Demon Gods were not always seen even in ancient times and were very enlightening.

He Lingchuan also glanced at the meteorite crater. "Don't you find it strange?" he asked. "True Immortal Cangxi is leaning against a meteorite, but he isn't using it for his spells. Instead, he's summoned three more from afar."