Chapter 920 - 338: The Shadow Escapes into the Nether River

Chapter 920: Chapter 338: The Shadow Escapes into the Nether River

The white shadow curled up in a corner of the Divine Temple saw this scene unfold, murmuring:

"How... How can it be? How can it be?!!"

They had clearly shattered this Divine Statue into pieces, sealing them separately within different Barriers, yet that brat managed to find them, and even gathered two very critical parts:

"Damn it!"

If only I had known.

At the very moment that little bastard entered, I should have struck to kill:

"This place cannot be stayed in any longer!"

Though he didn’t know what this place was, anywhere was safer than here. The white shadow transformed into a white light, darting toward the Nether River in front of the temple.

Perhaps.

Here.

He might find his lucky break.

Hum!

Along with his movement.

The Divine Statue within the Divine Temple seemed to come alive, the Divine Light on it surged, condensing into an arrow that rapidly shot toward the white shadow:

"Hmph, arrogant, you’ve only gathered two parts, restored a bit of Divine Power, and yet you try to stop me, keep dreaming!!"

The white shadow waved his sleeve.

Hum!

Countless spaces appeared within the Void.

Immediately afterward.

A swarm of Corpse Puppets poured out, gathering together in the air, and with a boom, they condensed into a Corpse Puppet nearly a hundred feet tall, emitting a more powerful aura than a Golden Core:

Ding!

The Corpse Puppet thrust out a palm.

And clashed with the arrow formed by the Divine Light:

"Boom!"

The two opposing forces collided, and in an instant, a violent wave of energy spread outward from the impact point. The entire Ancient Temple shook violently under the impact of this energy, with the newly emerged halls and towers teetering precariously, as if they might collapse at any moment.

"This...."

Fu Changsheng, noticing the situation in the Ancient Temple, turned pale from witnessing this scene, realizing he had utterly underestimated the strength of the white shadow. Clearly, when he entered the ruins, the white shadow hesitated to use the strongest attack, fearing to harm this body that he intended to Possess.

Otherwise.

He would have already been reduced to ashes with just a glimpse!

The opponent displayed at least the power of a Nascent Soul True Monarch:

"This old monster must not be allowed to live!"

Fu Changsheng anxiously focused on the battle in the Ancient Temple.

Boom!

The two forces resisted each other, surprisingly evenly matched.

Just as Fu Changsheng thought his side would be at a disadvantage, with a boom, the Divine Statue of the Ancient Temple blazed forth with even more intense Divine Light, piercing through the Void, landing on the Divine Arrow.

"Crack!" A crisp sound rang out, as cracks appeared on the arm of the Corpse Puppet, clearly suffering heavy damage from the strike. While the arrow of Divine Light dimmed slightly under the powerful impact, it maintained its forward momentum, continuing to shoot towards the white shadow.

The white shadow’s expression shifted slightly upon seeing this. He hadn’t expected the attack from the Divine Statue, even with only some Divine Power restored, to be so powerful. He dared not be careless anymore, quickly forming Sealing with his hands, chanting incantations incessantly.

With his actions, a dense black mist suddenly rose from the nearly hundred-foot-tall Corpse Puppet, rapidly spreading and enveloping both the Corpse Puppet and the white shadow within it. Under the cover of the mist, the white shadow flickered, attempting to break through from the side, to avoid the incoming arrow of Divine Light.

However, the Divine Statue seemed to have some mysterious sensing ability. Just as the white shadow moved, the light on the Divine Statue intensified yet again, another arrow formed from the Divine Light shooting toward the new position of the white shadow. This time, the arrow of Divine Light was faster and stronger.

"Bad!" The white shadow muttered in his heart, knowing it was too late to dodge. In desperation, he could only mobilize the Corpse Puppet’s power to shield himself, simultaneously utilizing his strongest Defense Technique to form a layer of black shield around him.

"Boom!" The arrow of Divine Light heavily collided with the Corpse Puppet and shield, producing a deafening boom. The Corpse Puppet completely collapsed under this strike, scattering into countless fragments, while the white shadow’s black shield also manifested countless cracks, teetering on the brink of collapse.

The white shadow was shaken by the powerful impact, his Qi Blood surging, as a mouthful of blood involuntarily spurted from his mouth. He knew this place was no longer safe; if attacked by the Divine Statue again, his life could be in danger.

"Hmph, I’ll remember this debt!" the white shadow gritted his teeth, then summoned his final ounce of strength, transforming into a faint white light, diving into the Nether River at the temple front, disappearing without a trace.

Meanwhile, the Divine Statue, after firing two arrows of Divine Light, dimmed significantly and returned to tranquility.

"This...."

He actually escaped!

Fu Changsheng felt a bit indignant.

After waiting for a long time.

Seeing the white shadow did not emerge from the Nether River, with a thought, he appeared within the Ancient Temple, discovering numerous cracks had appeared on the Divine Statue:

"Just how strong is this white shadow?!"

Fu Changsheng gasped.

Even the power of the Divine Statue couldn’t annihilate him.

Regardless.

The Divine Statue had at least dispelled the threat of the white shadow for him; although not destroyed, at least for now there was no risk. Fu Changsheng bowed slightly to the Divine Statue, flipped his right hand, and three incense sticks fell into his hand. He lightly shook them, igniting them, then holding the incense sticks, he bowed three times to the Divine Statue.

After the ritual, Fu Changsheng inserted the incense into the incense burner in front of the Ancient Temple, his gaze again landing on the Divine Statue. At this moment, the Divine Statue, though its light was no longer as dazzling, still emitted a mysterious and ancient aura, as if whispering stories of time’s vicissitudes and endless tales.

"I wonder what divine this statue truly is, and why it was shattered and sealed apart?" Fu Changsheng was full of questions, but all these mysteries seemed impenetrable at the moment.

Just as he was about to step out of the Ancient Temple, to check out the Nether River.

He sharply noticed the cracks on the Ancient Temple had slightly healed:

"This is....."

Fu Changsheng paused.

Murmuring:

"Could it be because I offered to this divine?"

However.

This might also be the self-healing function of the Divine Statue.

Currently, only he can access the Ancient Temple, unable to test with others, Fu Changsheng buried this doubt within his heart, walked to the Nether River in front of the Ancient Temple, crouched by the riverbank, reaching out intending to touch the water. Just as his fingers were about to touch the surface, a strong suction suddenly emanated from the river, trying to pull his hand into the river. Alarmed, Fu Changsheng quickly retracted his hand, stepping several paces backward.

"This Nether River....."