The voice of the divine statue roared like thunder, echoing across the heavens, imbued with immense majesty.
Gongyang Sheng immediately knelt down, crawled a few steps on the cloud, and bowed his head, sobbing, "Disciple is incompetent, disturbing Ancestor Master, but our Lie Xuan Sect is now on the brink of destruction, facing the catastrophe of collapse. The disciple has no choice but to request Ancestor Master to take action, to rescue us from distress, and eliminate our great enemy!"
After speaking, he kowtowed repeatedly.
The divine statue emitted a long nasal sound, saying, "Our sect has nine elders; why is it that only you are here, and the other elders have not come to welcome me?"
Gongyang Sheng wept bitterly, pointing at Zhang Yan, "It's not that disciples are disrespectful to Ancestor Master, but that it's impossible, except for me, the others... the others were all killed by him!"
The divine statue's fierce gaze swept sharply towards Zhang Yan.
