The massive stone statue, smiling as countless eyes gazed in astonishment, rose higher and higher. Xie Lian saw that it was intact, with no trace of the leg previously broken by Bai Wuxiang. He asked happily, "Sanlang, did you repair it?"
Hua Cheng smiled and said, "If we're going to heaven to pick up brother, we can't come empty-handed. Let's go!"
Xie Lian nodded and said, "Everyone, hurry up!"
However, the priests finally saw that the person beside him was Hua Cheng, and they almost fell to their knees: "Your Highness, who is that next to you???"
The scorch between Feng Xin's brows deepened, and he finally called out, "Gianlan! Jianlan!" No one answered. Lang Qianqiu spotted Qi Rong sneaking around a street corner and was about to catch him, but just as he passed Taihua Hall, it collapsed with a loud bang, as if something had exploded inside. The priests, startled, turned to look, only to see a figure standing silently, head bowed, amidst the flames and rubble.
Jun Wu came out.
Silver Butterfly couldn't stop him!
Qi Rong quickly slipped behind Jun Wu and shouted at the crowd, "Bastards! You're all bastards! Come over here if you dare!"
He was the only one who dared to approach without knowing the consequences. None of the other priests dared to say a word!
From the white-robed Martial God, black energy soared into the sky, while a dazzling white light shone simultaneously, the two colors shifting unpredictably. The priests were completely unfamiliar with this "Jun Wu," and dared not even breathe, simply staring at him. He, in turn, stared intently at Xie Lian as he slowly approached the gathering point. With every step, the flames of war ignited beneath his feet. First, they began as dancing flames, then they spread wildly in all directions, growing into a raging, raging blaze.
Just like the ghost on the bridge.
Qi Rong was burned by the flames, howling and scrambling, clutching the grain and scrambling to escape. Quan Yizhen, carrying Yinyu's corpse on his back, stood on the street, his face covered in black ashes. Seeing Jun Wu, his eyes blazed with rage, and he approached him without even putting the corpse down, only to be grabbed by Xie Lian. To approach Jun Wu now would undoubtedly be to die!
Another wave of silver butterflies attacked, and Xie Lian took this opportunity to shout, "Hurry! Stop standing there!"
The priests hesitated for a moment, then finally responded to the call one after another. Hundreds of priests leaped onto the massive stone statue, like a swarm of pitch-black ants, crowding onto its shoulders and chest. Those with no room to stand had to cling to its hems. If it wanted to fly, it couldn't rely solely on those bright lanterns and silver butterflies. But there were too many people around, and Xie Lian couldn't attack Hua Cheng. Quickly thinking, he pulled over a priest, cupped Hua Cheng's face from behind, and kissed him deeply.
The effect was immediate, and Xie Lian's entire body was instantly filled with spiritual energy. The priest who had been used as a living screen froze and asked in shock, "What are you doing behind my back???"
Countless pairs of eyes turned in shock. Xie Lian realized that the person he had pulled over to block the view was actually Lang Qianqiu. He thought to himself, "What a sin! I must not let this kid see this!" He said, "I didn't do anything. It's not your place to see!"
Turning around, he said to the statue, "Fly!"
The statue heard his call and seemed to be activated by something. Its slightly closed eyes suddenly opened and the smile on its face deepened.
The silver butterflies and bright lights suddenly scattered, but it still floated steadily in the air, its long hair and sleeves and hems seemed to be fluttering in the wind.
Flying up!
Xie Lian and Hua Cheng leaped up and stood on the jade crown platform above the statue. Xie Lian said, "Everyone, hold on tight!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the statue's body sank slightly, and with a rumbling sound, it flew forward suddenly with the whistling wind passing by!
Xie Lian and Hua Cheng stood at the highest point, carrying the statue and many priests away from Xianjing. Many of the priests, their century-long savings, were deposited in Xianjing, and they kept looking back, rueful and beating their chests. Calming down a bit, Xie Lian suddenly remembered that he had been too busy to count the heads. He wondered if Pei Ming and the others were in danger. Worried, Xie Lian searched the crowd below for familiar faces and asked, "Master! General Pei! Are you here?"
From afar, the Imperial Master's voice was heard saying, "I'm coming!"
Xie Lian felt slightly relieved. Suddenly, someone shouted, "They're catching up! They're catching up!"
Looking back, I saw that, sure enough, behind the giant stone statue, a red object was chasing after it, like a life-threatening red light.
It’s Xianjing!
Once, the Immortal Capital was shrouded in auspicious clouds. Now, it was engulfed in flames, transformed into a fiery demonic city. Someone exclaimed in horror, "It's the Emperor... It's the Emperor who moved the Immortal Capital here. He wants to exterminate us all..."
"He's catching up!"
Xie Lian said, “It’s not that easy.”
The hand seals suddenly changed, and the eyes of the giant stone statue suddenly lit up. The wind in the ears of the priests intensified, whistling and howling, and the red light chasing behind them was immediately pulled away by a distance.
The statue is flying faster!
But as the speed increased, the red light showed no sign of weakness, its speed suddenly increasing with a rumbling sound, and it actually came even closer than before, so close that many priests cried out in surprise. At this distance, the figure standing in the Immortal Capital could almost be clearly seen!
The world of humans, however, was completely clueless. Children, laughing and playing, saw white shadows darting across the sky and red lights darting. They opened their mouths wide, clapped their hands, and pointed upwards, saying, "There's light! How beautiful!"
Xie Lian knew he couldn't keep going like this and had to speed up, but he felt a little dizzy. After all, he'd been flying for so long, all on a single breath. Hua Cheng steadied him, and before they could say anything, the Imperial Master below shouted, "What are you all just standing there for? A bunch of priests, and you're asking the Ghost King to borrow his magic to help you escape. Isn't that shameful?"
One priest was unconvinced and asked, "Who are you? What qualifications do you have to lecture us like this?"
The Imperial Master said, "It doesn't matter who I am. Although you were just playing in the mud when I was in Heaven, I'm definitely qualified to teach you a lesson. What's important is to quickly place your precious hands on this statue and give it as much magic power as you can! That way, the statue will fly faster, or you'll be caught up by the one behind you. Are you so used to standing by and watching things that don't concern you that you've forgotten even when your own lives are at stake? Do I need to remind you of this?"
After his reminder, the priests finally came to their senses and secretly felt ashamed that they had forgotten that they could use this method to support the statue. So they all exerted their strength, placed their palms on the statue, and shouted, "Your Highness, I will, uh, lend you a helping hand!"
"Ah, then I'll come too..."
"Not much... just make do with what you have."
With this, the statue, with its seven hundred arms and eight hundred legs, was filled with magical power again. Xie Lian felt refreshed, and the statue exerted its strength again. This time, with a loud bang, it threw the red light away for dozens of miles!
The priests heaved a sigh of relief and wiped their sweat. Xie Lian did the same. Suddenly, Hua Cheng said, "Brother, go down."
Since he had spoken, Xie Lian didn't ask why. He manipulated the statue, breaking through the rolling, pitch-black clouds and descending directly. Below was pitch black, not even a single light or human presence could be seen. The priests wondered, "Where is this place? Why is it so dark? It's eerie."
"Your Highness, what are you doing here?"
"I don't think it's advisable to stay here for long..."
Hua Cheng said, "Stay here and don't move. We'll wait."
The giant stone statue floated in mid-air. Xie Lian said, “Hmm. What are you waiting for?”
Hua Cheng said softly, "Wait until he catches up, and then we'll have a fight first."
As soon as he finished speaking, a red light burst forth from the dark clouds above, and the burning Immortal Capital began to darken. The priests watched helplessly as the red light gradually approached, their hair standing on end in fear. They all exclaimed, "Your Highness, why don't you leave?"
"You don't want to fight him head-on, do you? You have no chance of winning!"
"He's being stupid again! I should have known, this guy just loves being stupid!!! He's been like this for hundreds of years... Someone kick me!"
The Imperial Master said, "I... If you say one more word, I will push you down."
“Who the hell are you?”
While the giant stone statue was a colossus, Xianjing was even more magnificent. In a head-on collision, the stone statue's size would undoubtedly crush it. But Xie Lian trusted Hua Cheng's judgment and remained silent.
One man, one city, they faced off coldly in the night sky. Just as the red light approached within half a mile, Xie Lian suddenly sensed something stirring below.
He looked down and saw that the darkness in the distance beneath his feet was stirring, surging and surging, like...
Waves.
Xie Lian suddenly understood where this was.
A priest also noticed and said in horror: "Oh my God, this seems to be... the Black Water Ghost Cave! We've been taken into a ghost's lair!"
Just as he finished speaking, several sharp white objects suddenly broke through the darkness below and shot up into the sky!
Four pairs of eyes, eight huge eyeballs like ghost-fire lanterns with faint green light, stared at the flaming demon city and let out evil howls, as if they were very dissatisfied with this impolite intruder. Their huge bony tails swung back and forth, slapping the sea surface and stirring up thousands of high waves.
It’s those four bone dragons!
They raised their heads toward the demon city, and from their mouths spewed a swift stream of water. Their attack was so powerful that even a solid wall would be pierced by these massive water guns. Xie Lian couldn't help but admire them with admiration, saying, "Last time I saw them, they seemed a bit... Haha, I didn't expect them to be quite fierce."
Beneath the inky black sea, new monstrous corpses constantly emerged, and flying fish whizzed by like rocks hurled at a city wall. The priests watched, completely bewildered. Jun Wu was pursuing them, while Hua Cheng and Hei Shui seemed to be helping. This scene was truly bizarre.
Four bone dragons surrounded the demonic city, raging relentlessly. However, the rage of war could not be extinguished with water; the more they raged, the more they burned, even burning the water. On the surface of the Black Water's ghostly lair, flames erupted, and the light of fire and water danced wildly. From beneath the surface came the sounds of ghosts wailing and wolves howling. Xie Lian suddenly blushed, "We brought these messed-up things to Black Water's territory, messing around here, and is it okay?"
Hua Cheng said: "Don't worry, he owes me money, just beat him up."
Xie Lian: “???”
Suddenly, someone pointed ahead and shouted, "What...what is it doing?"
Hearing this, Xie Lian also hurriedly looked up, and this glance gave him a slight shock.
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