"We were worried something might happen, so we came to take a look..." Cao Yuan sighed.

As expected, An Qingyu guessed it right.

Yuanshi Tianzun’s sudden return means not only is something going to happen in Daxia, but it’s going to be a big thing!

"Tianzun, is it true that Qiye and the others can't be found?" An Qingyu stared at Yuanshi Tianzun with a frown.

"If I am given enough time, I will definitely be able to find them... But now, Da Xia has no time."

When An Qingyu heard this, his body trembled slightly and his fists clenched uncontrollably.

"Without further delay, I will now order the mobilization of all the night watchmen in Daxia to go to various war passes." Shao Pingge made up his mind, turned around and walked towards the table. He said to An Qingyu and the other two,

"Although your captain is not here, the situation is urgent. An Qingyu, you will temporarily serve as the captain and lead them to guard Chennan Pass."

"……yes."

When An Qingyu and the other two walked out of the command room, their expressions were extremely solemn.

"Has the situation become so serious..." Cao Yuan sighed, "Now that Qiye and the others are gone, Daxia only has us and the Phoenix special team, as well as a large number of new Night Watchmen left. Can we really defend the country's borders with just these few people?"

An Qingyu was walking in front, his pace quickening unconsciously. There was a flash of determination in his eyes, and he stopped abruptly, almost causing Cao Yuan to bump his head against the coffin.

"What's wrong with you?" Cao Yuan asked.

"Maybe, it's not impossible for Qiye and the others to come back..." An Qingyu spoke slowly.

"But even the Heavenly Lord can't find their location, how can we get them back?"

An Qingyu didn't say anything, but silently quickened his pace and walked towards his laboratory.

…

Squeak——!

The door of the laboratory was pushed open. An Qingyu walked straight to the wriggling arm on the table, put down the black coffin behind him, and began to remove the blockade of the metal barrel.

"Qingyu, what are you going to do?" Seeing this, Cao Yuan suddenly had a bad feeling.

"We can't find the time and space where Qiye and the others are because there are not enough traces of information left in the surrounding soil and other materials. If we want to find their location, we can only start from the root..."

"At all? At all?"

"The gods of the Ksitigarbha clan are different from any other kingdom of gods in the world. They come from outside the world, so they have an indescribable connection with each other from that world, just like the radio signals of humans. The whale that sank to the bottom of the sea in the fishing village before was able to crash into the gate of Takamagahara after death because of this connection.

It’s just that this kind of connection cannot be understood by humans, and all beings in this world cannot understand it. To us, it is a meaningless and inaudible ‘whisper’. If we are exposed to it for a long time, it will even pollute our spirits.”

Cao Yuan was stunned for a while, "Just like Chen Yangrong in the fishing village back then?"

"That's right." An Qingyu said as he put the disassembled heavy metal barrel aside, leaving only a glass jar full of dark yellow ** and tumorous arms in the middle of the table.

"The Key to the Gate is originally the three pillars of the Ks. Even if it is broken into pieces, it still has connections with other Ks. If I can connect my consciousness to their 'connections', I can get enough information to find the location of Nanaya and the others."

Hearing this, Cao Yuan finally understood An Qingyu's intention. He widened his eyes, "Qingyu, you..."

"I want to listen to their whispers."

An Qingyu spoke word by word.

"Are you crazy? You will be contaminated by them!" Cao Yuan shouted.

"Pollution also takes time!" An Qingyu said decisively, "Chen Yangrong stayed in Huajing's body for too long, so his consciousness was assimilated. Back then, the gods of Takama-ga-hara did not immediately fall into madness under the red moon. It will take time for the corpses in the kingdom of heaven to be corroded little by little when they touch the ashes..."

"No, this is too dangerous! If something unexpected happens, you will become a madman like Chen Yangrong! Or do you want to become one of those angels with tumors?!"

Cao Yuan didn't listen to An Qingyu's explanation. He grabbed his shoulders with both hands and stared at An Qingyu.

An Qingyu's chest rose and fell violently. He stared at Cao Yuan for a long time, took a deep breath, and said slowly:

"Cao Yuan, this matter is not as dangerous as you think... When I was in hell, I was contaminated by those ashes. As long as I quickly cut off the contaminated part in a short time, I will be fine."

"no!"

"Then tell me, what should we do now?!" An Qingyu roared, "Should we let those [Black Goat] cubs break into Daxia and massacre thousands of cities! Or should we let the two Heavenly Lords go to the [Black Goats] to die?! Do you really think that the two Heavenly Lords and us have a chance of winning?!"

Cao Yuan stood there in a daze.

"Even so... you don't have to do it yourself. If it really doesn't work, I can listen to it, or let the two Heavenly Lords..."

"Cao Yuan, listen to me." An Qingyu took Cao Yuan's hands off his shoulders and said seriously, "Being contaminated by Cthulhu's breath is not terrible, but after being contaminated, you need to quickly cut off the contaminated body parts... In Chennan Pass, I am the only one who has the ability to regenerate quickly. Even if I cut off my own head, I will not die. Can you do it?

Besides, the two Heavenly Lords are Daxia's last trump card. Let's not talk about whether they can regenerate. If we let the Heavenly Lords take the risk and cause any of them to be contaminated by Cthulhu... Daxia will have no chance of turning the tables."

Looking at An Qingyu's extremely serious gaze, Cao Yuan was speechless.

“I am the only one who can regenerate infinitely, I am the only one who can interpret their whispers, and I am the only one who can calculate the location of Qiye and the others through the information I have obtained…Cao Yuan, now in the entire Daxia, I am the only one who can save Qiye and the other gods of Daxia.” An Qingyu slowly closed his blood-red eyes, his voice a little hoarse from several consecutive roars.

"I promise you, when I listen to their 'whispers', you will watch from the side. If you find that there is a possibility that I am completely contaminated, you will directly cut off my contaminated flesh. Okay?"

This time, An Qingyu's voice was filled with a hint of pleading, "Just consider it... just consider it as a return gift for the knife I stabbed you with when I was in the fishing village."

Cao Yuan's palm tightly grasped the handle of the straight knife, and his joints turned white due to the force. He stood there like a statue for a long time, and then he uttered two words with difficulty:

"……good."