Under the incredulous gaze of countless eyes, the giant stone statue ascended higher and higher with a smile.
Xie Lian saw that it was intact, and the leg that had been broken by Bai Wuxiang earlier showed no signs of damage.
He joyfully exclaimed, "San Lang, did you fix it?"
Hua Cheng chuckled, saying, "If we are going to the heavens to fetch brother, we can't go empty-handed. Let’s go!"
Xie Lian nodded.
"Everyone, hurry up!"
However, as the divine officials saw who was beside him, they almost knelt down.
"Crown Prince, who is that next to you??"
Feng Xin's brow furrowed even deeper, and he finally shouted, "Jian Lan! Jian Lan!" But no one responded.
Lang Qianqiu saw Qi Rong sneaking around a street corner and was about to catch them when suddenly, he passed by Prince Taihua Hall, and the entire hall collapsed with a thunderous roar, as if something inside had exploded.
The divine officials were startled and looked back, only to see a figure standing still amidst the flames and rubble.
Jun Wu had emerged!
The Silver Butterfly could not stop him!
Qi Rong hurriedly slipped behind Jun Wu and shouted at everyone, "You fools! You are all rubbish! If you have what it takes, come over!"
Only he, oblivious to the danger, dared to approach.