Devour

Yong Yao responded via voice transmission: "I am honored to be invited by you, Senior. I would be disrespectful to refuse."

Cai Youling was unwilling to fall behind, and used his internal energy to make a loud voice: "The Lord of the Nine Abyss has invited me so kindly, how dare I take it lightly?"

Seeing this, Zhai Xufei analyzed the situation and said, "Prince Night Demon used a secret technique to penetrate the Yafang to communicate, intending to show his strength. He seemed polite on the surface, but in fact he was threatening, which shows that he has enough ability to break through the defense of the immortal weapon."

Bei Tingjun said frankly: "The two princes' spirit boats and flying armors are not as powerful as the Yafang. They simply came to visit us, I think they want to put their cards on the table for discussion."

Apu had been advancing triumphantly, but now he hesitated: "The surface of the land is desolate and lifeless... It is too risky to trespass into the Temple of Life. How can we be sure that we will not fall into a trap?"

Cheng Bai saw the Cangtian Flying Armor and Yudu Spiritual Boat flying towards the palace as if nothing had happened. He weighed it in his heart for a moment and said, "The emperor's sons will not rush into the tiger's den without preparation. Fellow Daoist A Pu, the Yafang is not suitable to appear in front of the lords. Let's split up into two groups and say goodbye now, okay?"

So far, we have gained a lot. If we insist on fighting the Night Demon Prince, we will not be able to win even if we have the immortal weapon. Rather than showing off the stolen goods and provoking the hatred of the Nine-Layered Abyss, it is better to keep a low profile and go our own way.

A Pu's eyes flickered, but he felt that what he said made sense, so he hesitated and whispered, "When will you fulfill the promise you made me about the Fire Soul Rejuvenating Pill?"

Cheng Bai smiled and said, "I haven't taken away the 10 billion kilograms of gold ore yet. Daoist friend, please return to Shanhui City to unload the goods first. When the elixir is refined, I will come to pick it up."

Seeing that the arrangement was very appropriate, A Pu nodded in agreement and said, "It's settled, fellow Daoist. I will stay at Tianxia Liufu in the Enci Palace for a few days, waiting for good news."

The Yafang opened the hatch at a distance, and five people, Cheng Bai and others, came out one after another. Then Apu did not dare to stay, and quickly controlled the Yafang to fly away in stealth.

Zhai Xufei whispered, "If we lose one helper now, won't it weaken our strength?"

Beitingjun whispered: "Apu must be aware that Prince Night Demon's cultivation is higher than his."

Cheng Bai said indifferently: "Let him take the magic weapon away. It seems that Prince Ye Mo is easy to talk to. You may as well follow the two princes to have a look and have lunch to rest your spirit." After that, he led the team, riding the black dragon calmly, walking and flying.

The three forces advanced slowly and arrived in front of the Temple of Life one after another.

The eight lords waited outside the palace gate for a long time but could not do anything, so they just came forward to exchange simple greetings.

Yong Yao's five-man team stepped out of the Hidden Heaven Flying Armor, and Cai Youling's three-man team stepped off the Yudu Spiritual Boat. The two groups glanced at Cheng Bai and others from a distance, their expressions cold and indifferent, as if they were strangers.

Only Gou Yifan smiled and greeted them kindly: "Brother Bai, Brother Zhai, as the saying goes, we will meet each other everywhere in life. I am determined to serve the son of Emperor Yongyao as my master, convert to the Buddha's teachings, and do my best to assist you in your mission. If you brothers want to come and join me, I will open the door to salvation at any time!"

The smoker felt something was wrong and said unhappily, "In the beginning you always called me elder brother and senior with great respect, how come you are now just younger brother?"

Gou Yifan was surprised and asked, "How could this happen? Brother Yan must have remembered it wrongly."

"Acalanatha." Dharma King Miaoyin said softly, "Donor Baidi, your sect has come here, why don't you take the spiritual boat?"

This reminded Ghost King Xiyi, and he shouted, "Are you the Heaven-Swallowing Sect? Return the lost treasure of Guitou Mountain to me now."

Cheng Bai seemed to be completely unaware. He looked surprised but remained polite and said, "It's our first meeting. I have never heard of the Guitou Mountain treasure. If there is anything lost, why don't you go and get it back?"

Ghost King Xiyi's eyes bulged out, and he was speechless and said, "What are you talking about? Do you dare to deny that Yafang has nothing to do with you?"

Cheng Bai said casually: "What is the Yafang? It is not ours, so of course it has nothing to do with us."

He was certain in his heart: "Yafang has long been owned by someone else and is no longer here. He has gone far away to enjoy his life. As the saying goes, if you catch a thief, you will find the stolen goods; if you catch an adulterer, you will find both of them. You haven't seen any evidence, so how can I not be justified?"

The other lords were either confused, secretly annoyed, or anxious. They all stared at Gui Mang and made faces, unable to react for the time being.

Ghost King Xiyi felt guilty about this confusing account book, and quickly avoided the point and said, "Now that you are all here, His Royal Highness will make the judgment."

Four groups of people walked into the Temple of Life, each with their own thoughts.

When you step into the hall, you will be amazed by the view. White clouds are floating in the mist, and green grass is dotted with flowers. It is a wonderful world in itself, as if you are in a foreign country.

The vastness of the surrounding area gives people a trance-like and dreamy feeling. It is countless times larger than what you see from the outside. What attracts attention is a towering statue of a woman sitting cross-legged in the open space.

She is a natural beauty, sitting cross-legged like a lotus, with her hands hanging naturally on her knees, eyes closed in meditation, lifelike, dignified but still radiant. Looking at her from a distance, one almost forgets that she is not a living person.

Cheng Bai was slightly stunned when he saw it, thinking: "Why does the statue look a bit like Feng Yong? The material is incredible!"

The stone statue of the woman was actually carved from a whole piece of Taiyin Stone Mountain which was over 3,000 meters high. Its degree of completeness was breathtaking!

She exudes a cold yet soft silver-white light, just like a bright moon spreading its light, illuminating the vast hall, surrounded by auspicious clouds, bringing peace and tranquility to the lives of this world.

The sound of metal and stone came intermittently.

The man at the foot of the stone sculpture was holding a magic silver hammer and chisel, concentrating on repairing the sculpture. His movements were precise and delicate, and it was more like caring for it than striking it, for fear that he would accidentally damage this perfect and great work of art.

"Ghosts have no roots, floating like dust on the paths. The wind blows them away, and they turn around and around, never to return after experiencing the calamity."

The sculptor had a head full of white hair and was chanting poems in an old voice. He stopped his work, reached out his sleeve to wipe the dust off his face, slowly turned around and smiled at Cheng Bai and the others, with sharp fangs faintly visible at the corners of his mouth.

He was not very tall, but his face did not age, and at first glance he looked no different from an ordinary person. His face was exactly the same as the statue that Yin Mei enshrined in the temple, his skin was slightly darker, and his piercing green eyes sparkled with wisdom.

"This is King Feng Jinglun. It's rare for forces from all sides to come and visit. It's so lively. It's been... tens of thousands of years since it happened. The last time, only three people came."

Feng Jinglun put down his tools and greeted the heroes thousands of miles away with a smile. He spoke in a whisper, as if he was entertaining a good friend from the neighborhood, and only glanced at the Dharma King Miaoyin.

No one present dared to regard Feng Jinglun as an ordinary stonemason from the next door, because he was the master of the Nine-Layered Abyss, Prince Night Demon.

Ji Dong had just rushed into the hall with great momentum, but now he was nowhere to be found. Yong Yao and Cai Youling's men poked their heads out and looked around for help.

Feng Jinglun asked, "Are you looking for the young man named Ji Dong? He was sleepy and fell asleep in the grass."

Cheng Bai used his Phoenix Force to quickly lock onto the emperor's son, who really thought he was invincible, lying in the dense grass at the other end of the plain. It seemed that he had finally been defeated and was still unconscious.

"Making Ji Dong fall into a deep sleep is indeed a great way to restrain the power of the reincarnation body!" Cheng Bai thought to himself, took out the inheritance cube to prepare for battle, and at the same time keenly sensed several strange objects distributed in the vast wilderness.

A fat old owl flew across the air, and not far below, a chubby baby, only two feet tall, jumped and ran across the winding path between the two lakes.

The lake on his left was red and hot, with flames rolling and surging like the hissing of boiling molten iron. A blazing flaming sword was suspended above the sparks, complementing the surrounding flames, fierce and spectacular.

The lake on the right is completely different, full of sparkling ice crystals, and the ice flowers are as exquisite as natural embroidery. There is an exquisite ice knife floating on the top of the glacier, which contrasts with the surrounding coldness, quiet and beautiful.

On the plain in front of the baby, there stood a seven-foot-tall white, crystal-clear tree. A blood-red bat hung upside down between the bare branches, and under the tree curled up a fat porcupine with its head peeking out.

The nearby bushes rustled and a human face rose up. The strange thing was that the face was exactly the same as that of the Yali, but below the neck was a long snake body.

The slight movement was like a drop in the ocean in the vast world of the temple, which was as vast as a continent. What was unusual was that the eight lords' pace became faster and faster after they entered the Temple of Life, as if they were strongly summoned and ran straight towards them.