Han Zheng looked at the deepest part of the colorful halo beneath the giant Buddha.
It was incredibly magnificent, shimring with a strange, dream-like brilliance.
Just as Han Zheng was about to enter it, he suddenly felt his body stiffen violently.
A bone-chilling coldness surged from the depths of his soul in an instant, even rendering him unable to control his own body.
Han Zheng forcibly twisted his head to look upwards.
The Black Jade Buddha had inexplicably lowered its head and was looking down at him with a compassionate smile!
In that instant, Han Zheng felt a hair-raising sensation.
The next mont, a hazy golden light burst from the statue of the Kitchen God on his back, just enveloping Han Zheng's body.
Han Zheng's form shifted, and he finally regained sensation.
"Quick! Escape as fast as you can! Don't think about resisting! Burst out all your Qi Blood Power!"
Yan Xuankong was yelling frantically.
Han Zheng knew without being told that he had no chance of fighting back in front of this Black Jade Buddha.
This entity was simply not on the sa dinsion as himself, and resisting would only lead to a dead end.
In the midair, there was a thunderous noise as the Black Jade Buddha extended a finger towards him, as if trying to crush an ant.
Its body was imnsely huge, yet its speed was extrely fast, almost as if it had crossed through space, and in almost no ti, that finger had already appeared above Han Zheng's head.
However, golden light exploded from the statue of the Kitchen God, blocking the finger, preventing it from moving forward.
But almost instantly, tiny cracks began to appear on the statue of the Kitchen God.
At this mont, Han Zheng's body was engulfed in blazing Gang Qi, and he pushed the Dragon Elephant Prison Suppressing Power to its limit. His Qi Blood surged and boiled, recklessly driving the Blood Shadow Floating Light Technique.
This ultimate speed movent technique would allow him to strike martial artists unexpectedly in the outside world, transforming his form into a fleeting shadow.
But now, Han Zheng felt as slow as a turtle.
Han Zheng could clearly feel his Qi Blood being rapidly depleted, while the statue of the Kitchen God on his back went from cracked to shattered, and then gradually turned to ashes.
After an unknown amount of ti, accompanied by a slight sound, the statue of the Kitchen God on his back had turned to flying ashes, its divinity completely dissipated.
And Han Zheng's internal Qi Blood was almost completely exhausted.
Looking up again, the Black Jade Buddha above him still extended a finger trying to crush him, but the finger seed as though it was separated from him by a space, unable to advance any further.
Only then did Han Zheng look around himself.
He found himself in a void of darkness, surrounded by countless points of light, as if each point could lead to a different place.
However, one of these points was particularly large, and its aura seed sowhat familiar to Han Zheng.
"What is this place?"
"This is the connection between the Great Thousand World and the lesser thousand worlds.
The Great Zhou we are in belongs to the Great Thousand World. Separated from the Great Thousand World are the lesser thousand worlds.
Of course, you can also directly call them small worlds.
So of these small worlds are very large, comparable to a Sect.
So are also very small, even as small as a single room.
In the Ancient Tis, so major powers would seek these small thousand worlds to avoid disasters, claiming them to be blessed places beneficial for cultivation, but in reality, they were just afraid of the demons and hid in the small worlds.
Normally, you wouldn't be able to see this connection; traveling from the Great Thousand World to a small thousand world, or from a small thousand world to the Great Thousand World is usually instantaneous.
But the power of this great Buddha is sowhat special, so it can solidify this unstable connection."
Yan Xuankong's Yang God Body directly erged from the Qiankun Bag, and although the statue was stored inside the Qiankun Bag, the bag could not restrain him.
"So are we safe now?"
"As long as we leave Thousand Buddha Village, we will be safe."
Yan Xuankong sighed, looking at Han Zheng with a slightly complicated gaze, and gently shook his head, "Kid, you are much more excellent than I imagined.
I originally thought I would have to use the divinity in this statue to escape, but I didn't expect your power base to be so profound.
If I were still the Garrison Commander of the Southern Mountain, I would definitely promote you as a priority, but alas, it's a pity.
I will need to borrow your physical body for a while, but I will preserve a trace of your soul. When there's a chance in the future, I will help you recreate your body."
Yan Xuankong thought Han Zheng in front of him would definitely show shock, anger, disbelief, fear, and other emotions.
But to his surprise, Han Zheng looked at him very calmly, as if he had known what he was going to do all along.
"What if I don't lend it to you?"
Yan Xuankong frowned slightly, and his body radiated a bright golden divine light.
"Kid, stop resisting needlessly. Even though I've lost my physical body, the power of my Primordial Spirit is still not sothing you can withstand now.
Moreover, without , you wouldn't have been able to leave Thousand Buddha Village. You probably would have already been killed by draining all your strength by that butcher—consider this as saving your life.
And I'm not trying to kill you, just borrowing your body temporarily. When I regain my cultivation, I naturally will help you rebuild a body.
Don't resist, otherwise, you'll harm your soul, and you won't even qualify to be a lone ghost!"
Han Zheng sneered, "Lord Yan, if you want to seize my body, just say so directly. Why bother making up so many excuses?
You're not saving , you're saving yourself. Without , you can't leave Thousand Buddha Village either.
You keep saying that you're just borrowing my body and that you'll rebuild one for in the future, but can a rebuilt body really compare to my own?
If you had acted directly, I might have respected you more, but you pretend virtues and act differently. That's indeed shaful."
Yan Xuankong's expression darkened, then he suddenly laughed loudly, "You've got guts, kid! It seems I've beco sowhat doting during these sixty years trapped here.
Kid, you seem to have known for a while that I wanted to seize your body. Since when did you notice sothing was wrong?"
Han Zheng spoke lightly, "From the mont I knew you were Yan Xuankong, I began to suspect sothing was off.
Lord Yan, the Demon Cleansing Departnt now rates you as the most useless Garrison Commander in the Southern Mountain because of the havoc caused by the Black Mountain Demon.
Now, in the Southern Mountain Demon Cleansing Departnt, there is a chief administrator who is adept at collecting data, aggregating it.
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A person who loves great success, acts arrogantly, is eager for quick gains, uses any ans necessary, and is not kind."
Though three Great Demons were killed by you and you suppressed the entire Martial World Sect of the Southern Mountain, you often disregarded the interests of the Demon Cleansing Departnt in pursuit of rits, sacrificing many lower-ranking Xuanjia Guards.
Your actions brought no benefits to the developnt of the Southern Mountain Demon Cleansing Departnt.
Even the calamity caused by the Black Mountain Demon sweeping through the Southern Mountain was partly because you were the only strong Garrison Commander, while the rest of the Departnt was weak.
Saying you are useless isn't precise, but the calamity of the Black Mountain Demon indeed arose because of you."
Han Zheng had looked through many docunts in the Guardian Storage, including evaluations of Yan Xuankong by Wen Tingyun.
With Wen Tingyun's ticulous work, her evaluations were surely accurate.
This previous first-generation Garrison Commander of the Demon Cleansing Departnt was not an easy character to deal with, nor a generous senior.
Wen Tingyun even added her own remark, although he is not useless, if he had been born in the Martial World, he would definitely be a lawless demon.
Yan Xuankong claid he offended a commander above because of his personality. But in Han Zheng's view, it is probably because of his way of doing things that the higher-ups disliked him.
Such selfish, glory-seeking individuals as commanders would really spell doom for the Demon Departnt.
Thus, from the beginning, Han Zheng had never trusted Yan Xuankong. He only pretended to be very cooperative to escape with Yan Xuankong's help.
Now that they had finally escaped the danger, and Yan Xuankong had shown his true colors, Han Zheng no longer pretended and laid all his cards on the table.
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