Panlong Gucheng, which had stood tall in this sea of consciousness for sixty years, could no longer hold on.
He Lingchuan was standing on the South City Gate Tower. Every brick, every tree, every street and alley here was once so familiar to him.
The whole city collapsed before his eyes. No one knew the mixed feelings in his heart.
The majestic South City Gate persisted until the end, but it still inevitably collapsed after pushing the golden mountain and overturning the jade pillar.
The lonely city in the sea of consciousness is gone.
The invisible barrier disappeared at the same time, and He Lingchuan jumped onto the broad back of Hun Chaos on the sliding big bluestone.
Looking back again, I saw that everything had disappeared.
The broken tiles, ruins, and turrets of the houses were all blown away in the wind.
In just a few breaths, Xiongcheng disappeared completely, leaving only a round red orb in its place.
Under He Lingchuan's gaze, the beads spun around, and the dark patterns on them faded and faded, still glowing.
Of course he knew what it was:
Dayan Dzi Beads.
More than 160 years ago, Zhong Shengguang used it to guard the South City Gate. Later, it fell into the hands of Master Qian Huan and turned into an isolated city in the sea of consciousness.
It floats quietly on Chaos' back, seemingly harmless to humans and animals.
He Lingchuan waited for a while, hesitated again, then stepped forward and reached out to fish it out.
This is a relic of Panlong City.
The moment your fingertips touched the bead, all the dark patterns on its surface lit up.
He Lingchuan took a breath, his eyes blurred, and the scene suddenly changed.
He is in Panlong City again.
This time, he didn't know where he was standing, but he seemed to be everywhere.
He knows every corner of the city and the first thing that happens in the city, and he can see it!
This was the first time he had experienced this kind of omniscient and omnipotent perspective.
Looking to the west, the setting sun is like blood.
Every ray of light that shines into Panlong City is as sad as blood and as ominous as blood.
Fires broke out everywhere in the city, and thick smoke billowed.
The gate to the southern city he was familiar with had been breached, and the thick door panel was broken into two pieces and lying on the ground, no longer able to protect the people in the city.
The army was swarming outside the city, pouring into the triple city gate like a tide and charging into the city!
The troops in the city were retreating steadily.
They were covered in blood, their faces were exhausted, their strength was running low, they didn't even have enough weapons, but they rushed forward with shouts, using knives, guns, fists, and even teeth to fight the enemy in the final battle!
Unfortunately, there was nothing we could do to save him.
On the opposite side, more than a dozen powerful monsters rushed out of the city gate and charged back and forth, crushing everyone into pulp.
Below the south gate there were shouts and shouts everywhere, blood splattered everywhere... and a massacre of human beings everywhere.
This is simply the manifestation of He Lingchuan's deepest nightmare.
There was a buzz in his mind, and he suddenly knew what the scene was like:
More than 150 years ago, when Panlong City was destroyed!
He touched the Dayan Dzi Bead and was then taken into the last moments before Panlong City was destroyed.
According to historical records, Panlong City was overthrown and Xianyou teamed up to attack it, while Bejia only sent a demon army to assist in the battle.
But at this moment, inside and outside the South City Gate, He Lingchuan clearly saw the demon army all over the mountains and plains!
He also saw a few familiar faces, such as Fu Shanlie and Lu Wushuang!
Lu Wushuang was still very young at this time, but He Lingchuan could still recognize her at a glance. She was Bejia's national master Qingyang more than 150 years later!
They all denounced Fang Qiu in the army and ordered their men to massacre the Panlong City army.
He Lingchuan glanced at them for a few times, then turned to look for the most important person in the city——
The conductor is Zhong Shengguang.
Without any effort, he found Zhong Shengguang's figure in the smoke everywhere.
The commander actually stood in front of the blessing pond of Mitian Temple. His body was covered with wounds, his right ear was missing, and his head was wrapped in a bandage.
At this time, before the Mitian statue was dragged out and smashed, Zhong Shengguang was looking at the pool in trance.
In He Lingchuan's opinion, this scene was really weird.
When the city was broken, the commander of the city either organized a resistance or took the opportunity to escape. It was all a race against time. Why did Zhong Shengguang ignore the shouts of death from behind and just stood here distracted?
If it were any other city guard, He Lingchuan would have thought that he had no master and would have panicked.
But Zhong Shengguang?
That's impossible.
He Lingchuan knew Zhong Shengguang very well. If there is anyone in this era who dares to point his sword at Bejia and fight without hesitation until the last moment of his life, it must be the man in front of him.
So, what is he doing?
At this time, several horses came galloping towards him. Before the horses could stop, the knight jumped down.
The person in charge, He Lingchuan, was also very familiar with it:
Xiao Maoliang.
Commander Xiao's battle armor was riddled with scars, with a big hole dented in the breastplate, and an arrow hit his back, but it was too close to his heart, so his soldiers did not dare to pull it out for him, so they only cut off the arrow tail.
Xiao Maoliang's voice is hoarse due to directing operations for a long time, but he is still full of energy:
"Master Zhong, please leave by the west gate. We still have a shuttle."
Of course, Panlong City has more than one gate. In addition to the south gate connecting Panlong Wasteland, there are several gates leading to the Chipa Plateau behind it. It is not easy for the enemy to attack the plateau, but there are shuttles in Panlong City.
In critical moments, you can slide down the edge of a steep plateau without falling to the ground freely.
Zhong Shengguang said nothing.
So Xiao Maoliang advised again: "Keep the green hills here..."
Zhong Shengguang suddenly interrupted him: "Wu Regret died in battle, the Gale Army died in battle, and so many good men in Panlong City died in battle! If I abandon the city and live, how can I have the face to see them in the future?"
Yes, General Red had already died before Panlong City was destroyed.
The history that He Lingchuan had read before was that Panlong City was destroyed and Zhong Shengguang was so disillusioned that he committed suicide.
But Zhong Shengguang's current expression is not lost, nor does he look like he has lost all hope. Instead, he is unusually calm.
In He Lingchuan's view, only those who have made up their minds and have plans can be so calm and calm when facing the end of life.
Zhong Shengguang must have understood that there was no way Panlong City could recover.
What is he thinking?
Just as He Lingchuan was pondering over it, Zhong Shengguang reached out to Xiao Maoliang:
"Where are the beads?"
Xiao Maoliang quickly handed a red gold orb into his hand:
"The south city gate is broken and the black dragon statue is damaged. I will snatch it back according to your request."
This is where the arrow wound on the back came from.
And this orb is, of course, the Dayan Dzi Bead.
He Lingchuan was a little surprised. He originally thought that when the South City Gate was breached, the Dayan Dzi Bead also fell into the hands of the enemy. But the truth was right in front of him. Xiao Maoliang fought desperately to snatch the bead back and return it to Zhong Shengguang.
He Lingchuan had a hunch that there was some secret here.
And what he is experiencing now may be the perspective of the Dayan Dzi Pearl. The black dragon statue at the south gate looks down and patrols Panlong City like this all day long, right?
This time Zhong Shengguang got the Dayan Dzi Bead and threw it into the Fortune Pool with his backhand.
With a thud, the orb sank to the bottom and rolled twice in the pool.
There seemed to be a dark red shadow approaching it in the pool, as if to test it, but it swam away again in the blink of an eye.