EFB Chapter 2825 Our Chapter is Here!
Chapter 2825 Our Chapter is Here!
Chapter 2825 We're back!
This is a gatekeeper ghost; it will sound the alarm if any unrelated outsider tries to sneak in.
Duanmu Heng pushed open the door. His subordinates, who were sitting on the edge of the bed, immediately stood up and bowed when they saw him enter.
Duanmu Heng asked anxiously, "How is he?"
Sea King Xuandu sat cross-legged on the bed, his eyes closed and motionless. His subordinate replied, "The Sea King has been like this the whole time; he hasn't opened his eyes or moved around at all."
Duanmu Heng hesitated for a moment before stepping forward and gently placing his fingers on the Sea Emperor's wrist pulse.
It was very quiet. Duanmu Heng didn't detect any heartbeat, but he couldn't make a judgment either.
What level is a true immortal? It's probably normal for their heart to beat only once every quarter of an hour or two.
Moreover, Xuandu is a sea creature, and his physical functions may not be like those of humans.
However, Duanmu Heng dared not make any greater movements, for fear that Xuandu might be shaken awake during a crucial moment of battle in his dream.
Just then, hurried footsteps sounded outside. A subordinate pushed open the door and rushed in, saying urgently, "Lord Duanmu, something's happened here!"
Duanmu Heng quickly followed him to the room downstairs.
This is the dwelling place of three gods.
Of course, they looked like ordinary guests, except for their slightly indifferent expressions, they were no different from ordinary people.
These three celestial beings followed the Sea Emperor Xuandu into the Dream Kingdom to ambush the Nine Nether Emperor. However, one of the celestial beings, who had been sitting cross-legged, has now fallen.
He lay sprawled on the bed, completely disheveled, face up to the sky.
Duanmu Heng quickly stepped forward to check his pulse, but it was lifeless.
This time I felt it firmly; for almost a quarter of an hour, I didn't even feel a heartbeat.
Duanmu Heng's heart was pounding. He took out a silver needle, gritted his teeth, and plunged it into the palm of the god.
This is the most sensitive and painful part of a human body. If an ordinary person were pricked like this while sleeping, they would definitely wake up. But no matter how many times Duanmu Heng pricked him, this god lay there like a dead dog, without any reaction.
Duanmu Heng was even bolder, injecting a bit of his true energy into him.
Like a clay ox sinking into the sea, it caused no biological reaction whatsoever.
His spirit entered a dream, while his body should have remained in a state of deep sleep, breathing and having a pulse.
But now, everything has stopped.
The body before me looks more like a corpse.
Considering that the Purple Winged Butterfly Shadow of the Goddess of Illusion Music had also encountered problems, Duanmu Heng could easily deduce that the group led by Sea Emperor Xuandu had probably run into serious trouble in the Dream Kingdom.
How could this be? The place where they fought was the dream kingdom of the goddess of illusion, and they were led by a famous and powerful immortal like the sea emperor Xuandu!
Even if the Nine Netherworlds are cunning, they have never been able to subdue him, so they are unlikely to face a catastrophic disaster.
However, seeing the ephemeral beauty of the Goddess of Illusion vanish, Duanmu Heng knew the situation was far from optimistic.
The Goddess of Illusionary Music is the architect of dreams, and Sea Emperor Xuandu and the other celestial demons will undoubtedly prioritize her safety. If even the Goddess of Illusionary Music is harmed, what about the other celestial demons? What about Sea Emperor Xuandu?
Duanmu Heng was in a state of turmoil, his mouth dry. He first grabbed the cup on the table to moisten his throat before continuing, "Send out the bird demons to set off fireworks over the Earth Mother Plain to inform Jialou Tianzun: There's been a problem with the Dream Battle."
The subordinate reminded him, "My lord, the Celestial Venerable is probably fighting in the Panlong Secret Realm. We've lost contact with him for a long time."
Of course, this loss of contact was expected.
Duanmu Heng gave him a cold glance: "Just go if I tell you to."
……
"Pop!" Suddenly, a bubble appeared in the Fuquan spring at the south gate square of Panlong Secret Realm.
As soon as a night-wandering spirit turned its head, it saw a golden lotus emerging from the water, water droplets falling from the bud into the spring with a dripping sound.
"Golden Lotus!" it cried out immediately, "The Wind and Dew Golden Lotus has returned!"
There were originally five golden lotuses in the spring, but the Nine Nether Emperor specially picked one before entering the dream.
Now, that one has sprouted again.
Several people immediately jumped down from the wall.
Right before everyone's eyes, the lotus slowly bloomed, and several wisps of smoke of different colors drifted out from the lotus platform.
One strand landed and became Bao Chihai, covered in dust and covered in wounds.
A wisp of something burrowed into the little stone golem's clone not far away.
A few more strands flew behind the group.
Everyone's gaze followed the direction and they were astonished to find the Nine Nether Emperor standing right behind them!
Before entering the dream, He Lingchuan first sat in meditation in the pagoda to regulate his breathing. Now, however, he appeared silently, not with the golden lotus.
However, as the master of the secret realm, no matter how abrupt his appearance was, no one present found it strange.
"Your Majesty, you're back!" Immortal Mingke and Ling Jinbao were overjoyed.
He Lingchuan and Bao Chihai infiltrated the Heavenly Demon's Dreamland to rescue the Earth Mother. All the Cangyan people in the secret realm were anxious and uneasy, and every breath they spent there was extremely agonizing.
If the Emperor cannot save the Earth Mother, or even falls into the Dream God Kingdom, everyone here will face a catastrophe along with the Panlong Ancient City.
On a grander scale, perhaps the end of Cangyan and the end of humanity are also coming.
He Yue's eyes reddened when he saw He Lingchuan return safely.
Immortal Mingke felt that he had never experienced such a tumultuous period in his thousands of years of life, and his mentality was about to explode.
Such a wonderful, tense, and exciting life, I never want to experience it again.
Ling Jinbao happened to be standing next to the little stone man, squatted down and looked at him with hope.
This...this...this must be the Earth Mother herself, right?
The little stone man's eyes flashed red: "I'm back. I've kept you waiting."
Although his voice was still flat, his tone was different from before. Ling Jinbao, who was stationed on the Mother Plain, could immediately hear the subtle difference and couldn't help but clutch his chest and let out a long breath.
The true masters of this plain have returned. From this moment on, their war will no longer be so passive.
"I'm sorry, I fell for the demon's scheme, which is why the plains were invaded." The Earth Mother never shied away from her mistakes. "I will crush these insects one by one."
In its view, it was because it had unwittingly stepped into the trap of the Goddess of Illusion that the Earth Mother Plains and the Panlong Secret Realm suffered such a calamity.
He Lingchuan then asked, "How long have I been gone?"
This answer is crucial, as it directly relates to his subsequent counterattack plan.
Immortal Mingke pointed to the hourglass placed beside him: "Less than thirty breaths."
He Lingchuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief; thankfully, it wouldn't be long.
The time in dreams and reality cannot correspond. While fighting in the divine kingdom of Huanle, he was always worried that the flow of time in reality was too fast and that the Panlong Secret Realm would not be able to withstand Jialoutian's attack.
He subconsciously pressed the divine bone necklace around his neck.
Thanks to this device, which kept time in check, he was pulled back from the brink before things got worse.
The large pot may seem heartless, but it always provides him with the most important help, some of which he himself hadn't even considered at the time.