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"What?"

Within the City Governor's Estate, the group of advisers that received the news all had expressions that went grim.

The two hundred thousand strong army suffered heavy casualties. Over a dozen of the Tutor level experts had perished, and the deity statue had been stolen.

This was a piece of news that was enough to cause a huge uproar.

Even at this moment, all the strategists were reminded of another person. It was Wu Qing, who they had captured and imprisoned in the dungeon not long ago.

Chen Meng and Li Yi were fake.

This way, the one in the dungeon could only be the true Mount Yuheng disciple.

It's over.

It was really over.

All the advisors looked at each other and saw these words in each other's eyes.

The next day, dawn came and the news spread like a pair of wings.

In just a short span of half an hour, the entire Sky Region City was in an uproar. Even if this news was spread out, it would not be suppressed at all.

The ancient city of Darknorth, Wei City of the Dragon Dynasty of Da Xia.

The entire border was filled with shock, shock, disbelief, and disbelief.

Many cultivators curiously went to the area, but they saw a mess. There were corpses everywhere, and the smell of blood in the air.

It's true.

Those two fake Mount Yuheng disciples actually trespassed into this place and stole the peerless divine weapon that the City Lord of Heavenly Region had forged for four years.

The news was confirmed, and the crowd was once again in an uproar.

Duan Wuhen returned to the City Lord's Mansion, enraged like a thunderclap. He dispatched countless experts to search for those few people.

In the depths of the dungeon, Wu Qing sat cross-legged quietly.

Clang! The iron door was opened and Duan Wuhen rushed over with a few strategists. Seeing the other party locked in place by iron chains, Duan Wuhen was so angry that he almost vomited a mouthful of blood.

All of this had nothing to do with the three of them.

The sun shone brightly, the mountains were green and the waters were flowing. Wisps of cool breeze blew across the land, bringing about a fresh air.

Beside the stream sat a pale white figure.

Not far away, Chen Meng was washing himself by the stream.

After a long while, Hu Tiankun walked over with large strides while carrying a wild boar. The seemingly gentle and refined him, at that moment, seemed to exude a wild temperament.

Chen Meng raised his head, and could not help but ask: "Senior, are the Heavenly Protectors so powerful?"

Hu Tiankun paused for a moment, then shook his head: "No, I'm the weakest."

The latter did not say anything, but the corner of her mouth twitched. Amongst the hundred thousand soldiers, one man and one sword, they basically did not need to gasp for breath. She even suspected that even without her talisman, Hu Tiankun would still be able to bring Li Yi out safely.

Following that, Hu Tiankun started to clean up the wild boar. Chen Meng wanted to help but was rejected in his heart.

Not long after, her gaze landed on the deity statue. However, she did not look straight into the deity statue's eyes, but instead thought back to the terrifying scene that happened yesterday.

It was three meters tall and pitch black in color. It was missing an arm and a leg, and a large chunk of its shoulder was missing as well. It was as if it had been cut by a sword.

Chen Meng walked around the god statue a few times, then stepped forward, wanting to carry it on her shoulders. In the next moment, her face stiffened, and silently gave up on that idea.

One hour later, Hu Tiankun finished cleaning the wild boar.

Chen Meng walked over: "Is this statue a divine weapon? It doesn't look like it! "

He replied, "It can or can't be."

She nodded and whispered, "It's very heavy. How come it's so easy to carry that guy?"

Hu Tiankun's body trembled, his gaze became deeper, which was also a question in his heart. The deity statue was as heavy as Mt.

The springs were set ablaze, and Hu Tiankun directly carried the entire wild boar here.

In the midst of boredom, Chen Meng once again came to the front of the statue and studied it carefully.

In the blink of an eye, three days had passed.

During this period of time, the two of them had always been guarding this place and had never left.

At this time, the injuries on Li Yi's body had also gradually improved, his consciousness had recovered quite a bit, and he opened his eyes with much difficulty.

Chen Meng ran over and said in pleasant surprise: "You're awake?"

Li Yi nodded and looked at her. When his gaze landed on the idol, his body trembled and his face changed again. It was a young and delicate face.

Hu Tiankun walked over and shouted: "Fifth Young Master."

Li Yi did not speak, nor did he have such strength.

Night had fallen, and only the thin moonlight shone down.

At this moment, Li Yi seemed to have sensed something, as he suddenly opened his eyes and swept his gaze over the god statue, only to be stunned.

It was unknown when the deity statue came to life, but it had turned into a young man. He stood there quietly, gazing at the night sky, and an indistinct loneliness and loneliness filled his heart.

Li Yi watched in a daze.

After a long while, the young man seemed to have sobered up and noticed Li Yi. With a single step, he disappeared from the place.

Li Yi only felt a pain in his head. He sensed that a powerful Gods had been born in his mind, and it was pressing down on him so heavily that he was about to suffocate.

A milky-white ball of light also blossomed at this moment. The white-clothed man took a step forward and faced the black-clothed youth.

"Senior apprentice-brother."

"Junior apprentice-brother."

The two of them spoke at the same time as they silently looked at each other. Their eyes were calm and their aura was peaceful.

No one said anything. This quiet and strange scene continued for a full hour.

Li Yi finally recovered and endured the pressure as his consciousness entered the world of his mind.

He opened his mouth and shouted, "Senior!"

Swish!

The two of them swept their gaze over. The eyes of the man in white were gentle and calm. The gaze of the youth in black was extremely terrifying, it was so profound that it seemed capable of devouring people's hearts.

Li Yi's entire body trembled. He clenched his teeth, forced himself to calm down, and spoke with difficulty and a low voice. "Junior's Fifth Institute disciple, Li Yi."

"A thousand years?"

"Another thousand years!"

"Time flies."

The two of them talked to themselves, and ignored Li Yi.

After a long time, the white-robed man let out a sigh and disappeared.

The black-clothed youth however, walked over to Li Yi, and his tall figure collided with his consciousness. In that instant, Li Yi seemed to have merged with the black-clothed youth.

However, this fusion only lasted for a moment. With a single step, the youth in black disappeared.

Li Yi opened his eyes. Under the thin moonlight, the statue did not move at all. As usual, it did not change at all, as if what happened just now was only a dream of his.

Hey!

He shook his head and sighed. He suppressed his thoughts and became silent.

Then, he closed his eyes and started to cultivate.

Before long, Hu Tiankun who was seated in the distance slowly opened his eyes, and quietly looked at the statue of the God. Looking at its lonely and lonely figure, it was as if he could see his own ending.

Some said it was life, but he didn't believe it.