just like a shadow, unable to break free at all.Ye Fusheng's face was unusually grave. He had experienced countless life-or-death situations throughout his life, but this bizarre technique was the fi...Chapter 1205: The Statue

Chapter 1205: Statue

Whoosh!

Ye Fusheng's face changed dramatically upon hearing this answer, a mixture of shock and delight.

To my surprise, I guessed it right.

I'm glad they're okay.

He became increasingly agitated: "So you're saying an immortal from the Upper Realm has descended and found them Are they fine now, or is the problem completely solved"

The voice once again fell into the abyss, met with no reply.

"Chaos!"

Yè Fúshēng urgently called out his name, with difficulty saying: 'I know you are protecting me, and I am very grateful for what you have done. But please let me go, quickly let me go, I want to see them.'

Since the last Hundred Nations' siege on Daxia, he has harbored extreme disgust for those so-called immortals of the Upper Realm. They accept incense offerings every day, yet when it comes to the safety of Daxia and its people, they turn a blind eye.

Perhaps immortals have compassion, but their compassion is definitely not for mortals.

Now, the only way to be at ease is to go out and protect them personally.

Bang!

Ye Fusheng saw him and didn't answer, launching into a frenzied attack once more. He was like a wild beast trapped in a cage, thrashing wildly. He was exhausted, his breath ragged, his energy and spiritual power depleted by half. His meridians started to suffer damage, but he still didn't stop...

"Useless!"

The chaotic voice finally came, tinged with a sigh: "Even if you exhaust yourself to the point of utter collapse, your current strength is still insufficient to break out of here. Before things are fully resolved, you must remain here. Consider it my repayment to the Xuan Yin Fairy."

"Let me out!"

Ye Fusheng roared ferociously, his eyes bloodshot from the damage to his meridians.

If it weren't for this barrier set up by Chaos, perhaps Zhu Jiu Yin could have taken advantage of the situation and entered.

"What can you do if you go out"

Chaos slowly opened his mouth: "Even if you can resist those so-called immortals of the Holy Lands, how will you cope with the Golden Immortals and Immortal Emperors above them"

You are helpless against these people now. Letting you out is just a death sentence.

Ye Fu Sheng's body trembled violently, his crimson eyes regaining a sliver of rationality. He was right, the chaos before him was merely an underling of the Upper Realm, and against its master, he had no chance of fighting back. How could he possibly hope to win against the Upper Realm

“With a hint of desperation, he said: “Although I’m not their opponent, I can’t just stay here and wait for them to be exposed to danger. This is all my fault, and it’s up to me to fix it!”

“You can't solve it.”

Chaos spoke very directly: "Those people currently believe you are gone, and as long as you don't appear, they will be safe."

"But when can I wait, am I going to live like this forever" Ye Fusheng questioned again.

This time, Chaos hesitated for a few seconds.

"I won't keep you here for too long. Just wait a little while, and when the time is right, I will let you leave."

"When is the right time" Ye Fusheng asked eagerly.

"Soon!" Chaos responded very briefly.

"Let me out now. You said they think I'm gone, so I'll change my appearance and hide my aura, disguising myself as someone who has vanished. Rest assured, I won't expose myself." Ye Fusheng still couldn't rest easy waiting.

He said there was no danger to the women, but if there was no danger, why wait

Chaos remained silent.

"Let me out!" Ye Fusheng returned to the starting point again.

Chaos remained silent.

Ye Fusheng called out again, but there was still no response. It seemed as if Chaos had left already.

"There's a way!"

Ye Fusheng murmured to himself, looking at the materialized barrier around him. Since brute force wouldn't work, he'd have to rely on his knowledge. Chaos was also from the Jiuxuan Sect, and the barrier he had set up couldn't escape the scope of the Jiuxuan Sect. He was sure to find a way.

He began to try over and over again, based on what he had learned, but failed time and time again.

……

Great Xia.

Seven days have passed since the encirclement of the Abyss, and Ye Fusheng's demise has been determined.

From a metaphysical perspective, this day should be the day when Ye Fusheng “returns”.

Tianhaishi, Yunzhentian Palace.

Nian Qianhua and the other women all returned here because this was Ye Fusheng's first stop after leaving the mountains and entering the world. He lived here for a long time, so it wasn't an exaggeration to call it his "home".

They were all dressed in black, with white flowers pinned to their clothes. Their expressions were somber, and there was no conversation between them; they simply waited in silence.

Finally, the sky gradually darkened.

Their heartbeats started to race, they eagerly looked around, hoping to see Ye Fusheng return.

Waiting and waiting, hoping and hoping.

In the end, Ye Fusheng didn't return. Gradually, sobs began to rise.

It's not just here.

The Ye family of the Imperial Capital.

In the mountains, the Danzong sect.

Originally, the divine frame sacred land, Changbai Sacred Land...

Everywhere Ye Fusheng has ever stayed, there are people waiting for him.

It's a pity, there's no trace of it.

At this very moment.

Beijing.

Four illusory figures suddenly appeared in the night sky. Compared to the golden light surrounding the immortals of the four major holy lands, the golden light surrounding them was even more dazzling, as if they were coated in a layer of gold.

Within the imperial capital, there are a total of thirty-six temples, all bustling with incense.

"Look at the level of devotion these mortals have for him, it even surpasses ours."

"Yang Dingtian, you really did something big…"

They were communicating, and from their tone it was clear there was dissatisfaction, as if someone had taken something away from them.

About ten seconds passed.

Yang Dingtian walked step by step from afar, saying as he went, "Four Golden Immortals descending to the mortal realm at midnight to observe my prosperous imperial capital, I wonder what your intentions are"

Golden Immortal!

Above even celestial beings, especially the Golden Immortal rank which is unchangeable and forever constant. They can be said to be eternal Golden Immortals.

Four Immortals saw Yang Dingtian, a faint anger appeared on their faces. In terms of status, they were equal, but because Yang Dingtian was the ruler of mortals, he was half a level higher than them.

However, just like those immortals from the previous Holy Land, as an immortal, he naturally looked down upon mortals.

"That's not something you should ask us, but rather something we should ask you!" Southern Golden Immortal chimed in first.

After the Conferred Gods, the Heavenly Emperor issued an edict that no one outside of the Four Great Sacred Lands was allowed to ascend to immortality. Furthermore, mortals were forbidden from offering incense to any new deities. In just a few days, you erected three thousand six hundred statues in Daxia, allowing a mortal to receive faith, be cleansed by incense, what is your intention

This is the rule.

But there were also some who slipped through the net, such as the mountain goblin that Ye Fusheng encountered, and the Zitian Zhenren of Zifu.

They only dare to act secretly and pose no threat to anyone, so no one pursues them.

Yang Dingtian suddenly laughed, pretending to be relaxed: "So it's him who divided your incense offerings, and you came to grab the incense offerings, ha ha."

Upon hearing this.

The four celestial immortals blushed, indeed, the reason they appeared in the mortal realm was because they felt the power of faith decreasing rapidly. But why did it feel so ironic coming from his mouth

"Yang Dingtian!"

The northern Jinxian stood with a frown, his voice low and grave: “Don’t shift the focus. We are asking you why you erected so many statues for a mortal!”y person, who could single-handedly destroy the Four Great Sacred Lands, such talent should be the inheritor of Ye Wujie and Xuan Yin Fairy."Have you ever thought about this, if he really is that chil...