Does anyone actually Believes That My Master Is A Mortal?

At this moment, within the River of Time belonging to the New Heaven and Earth.

A large group of figures was gathering here.

Each figure here was filled with a mysterious Dao Yun.

They all looked somewhat similar.

Their forms were blurry and indistinct, impossible to see clearly.

This was not because they were deliberately concealing themselves.

But rather, their existence was no longer of the Mundane World, and from the perspective of the Mundane World, they appeared blurry.

Completely indistinct.

At least from the perspectives of Lin Mo and Li Cheng, that was the case.

"Senior Brother, can we trust them?"

Lin Mo's mouth twitched as he asked.

"I have a feeling... they're not very reliable."

Li Cheng took a deep breath and replied.

It wasn't that he didn't trust these people, but these people were indeed not very reliable.

During this period, they had watched black-cloaked figures shake down two people, then those two said they weren't good at this or that and started shaking down others.

Shaking and shaking, a large group of people appeared.

And now, these people were saying they weren't good at this or that again, and were preparing to summon more new people.

Li Cheng wanted to interject, but didn't know where to start.

The scene before him was too chaotic, and he simply couldn't get a word in.

He just saw these figures arguing, none yielding to the other.

"I've already said, it's not a problem of my lack of skill, it's this mundane being that has an issue; I'm good at resurrecting the dead, but this cause-and-effect line is indeed empty, what do you want me to resurrect?"

"To be fair, I also feel that this cause-and-effect line is empty, and this mundane being... seems a little off..."

"No really, you all argue just to argue, why did you summon me over? I'm freaking good at destruction; what do you want me to do here??"

This group of figures was arguing.

In the corner shrinking back, the black-cloaked figure was completely at a loss.

His figure was trembling at this moment.

Feeling like he had bitten off more than he could chew.

He had initially wanted to summon just two people.

But those two were also unable to resurrect that mundane being, they too became anxious, and then they continued to summon others.

And as a result, so many people had been summoned over.

If it were just a simple matter of summoning so many people, it would have been fine.

But...

The black-cloaked figure glanced silently at Li Cheng.

But the entity of cause and effect was right here.

And that complicated matters.

It was as if all of them were now entangled in the cause and effect of this person.

And who was this person?

A focal point in the grand scheme of the Immortal Celestial Tang Dynasty.

So many beings entangled in cause and effect.

Would the Emperor of the Immortal Celestial Tang Dynasty not laugh hysterically?

Just as the black-cloaked figure thought of this,

Suddenly, his gaze turned toward the other side of the River of Time.

Above the River of Time, a figure flashing with Eight Trigrams Formation was moving against the flow of time.

Upon seeing that figure, the black-cloaked figure stiffened for a moment.

"Prime Minister of the Immortal Celestial Tang Dynasty..."

The black-cloaked figure was stunned for a moment.

Under the watch of the black-cloaked figure,

That figure moved against the flow of the River of Time, arriving here.

However, no one else besides the black-cloaked figure noticed the arrival of this figure.

The figure dressed in Eight Trigrams stepped beside the black-cloaked figure.

"Thank you."

The figure dressed in Eight Trigrams said with a smile.

Upon hearing this,

The black-cloaked figure was taken aback once again.

He had come to understand what this 'Prime Minister of the Immortal Celestial Tang Dynasty' meant.

All these existences were now entangled in the fate of the Immortal Celestial Tang Dynasty, almost as if he was the one who had orchestrated it...

"This..."

"May I ask, when did the Immortal Dynasty of the Great Tang designate this mundane being as a chess piece?"

The figure in black asked bitterly.

"He is not a chess piece of our Great Tang, but rather the once capital city of our Great Tang that was lost due to certain events. Unexpectedly, it has encountered such fortune today,"

the Eight Trigrams figure said softly, giving one a feeling as if bathed in the spring breeze.

Upon these words,

the figure in black shook his head helplessly.

He vaguely remembered his elder saying that during this Yuanhui, there would be a great calamity for him.

That's why his elder had sent him to guard the River of Time, in order to avoid this catastrophe.

Now, why did he feel that he couldn't avoid it even if he tried?

The Eight Trigrams figure didn't pay attention to the figure in black, but flew directly into the sky.

"My friends, this matter should come to an end here; otherwise, we might alarm even more people,"

"Regarding this mundane creature, you need not ponder further. With our powers, we cannot deduce, much less resurrect it,"

"This matter involves some secrets. I advise everyone not to intervene. Furthermore, by the Emperor's decree of our Great Tang, I invite you all to visit the Great Tang to discuss,"

the Eight Trigrams figure said lightly, facing all directions.

Those figures, upon hearing these words,

naturally, were unwilling to visit the Great Tang.

The Eight Trigrams figure seemed to have anticipated this, lightly touching the threads of karma on these people.

They were startled at first, then with complex looks in their eyes, they glanced at Li Cheng, one after another departing from the River of Time.

Soon, the originally bustling River of Time, only Li Cheng and another person, along with the Eight Trigrams figure, remained.

The Eight Trigrams figure bowed slightly to Li Cheng, then finally stood up straight.

"The two of you rest assured, at the appropriate time, your Respected Master will appear. This place is not suitable for you to stay, so you should return,"

the Eight Trigrams figure said, gently shaking his head and waving his hand.

With this wave,

Lin Mo and Li Cheng almost didn't have a chance to speak, the world whirled around them, and by the time they came to their senses, the scene around them had changed.

They found themselves back in the midst of the Demon Tribe.

Jin Yu, who was guarding alongside, naturally noticed their return.

"Li Daoist, Lin Daoist, how did it go? Has the elder been resurrected?"

Jin Yu asked anxiously.

The awakened Lin Mo and Li Cheng exchanged a glance, both falling silent.

After a moment, it was Li Cheng who related to Jin Yu what had happened on the River of Time.

When Li Cheng finished,

Jin Yu lapsed into silence as well.

His silence wasn't due to the River of Time or the existence of the Upper Realm,

for he himself was from an ancient era.

The era he came from was far from what the current world could compare to, nor was it something that the Upper Realm could match.

What caused his silence

was a sense that the world seemed to have changed somewhat from the past.

Clang...

Elsewhere, Lin Mo stood up again, dragged the Burial Sky Coffin, and began to walk outside.

"Junior brother, what are you planning to do?"

Li Cheng immediately called out to Lin Mo.

"To bury the monsters!"

Lin Mo continued walking without stopping.

"No, the Respected Master might still be alive, there's no need for you to…"

Li Cheng tried to persuade him.

But Lin Mo wouldn't listen.

"Whether the Respected Master is here or not, my enmity with the Demon Race remains!"

Lin Mo turned back, his eyes ice-cold to the extreme.

Even if the Respected Master hadn't fallen,

he must be gravely injured, and it was all caused by him.

As grateful as he was to the Respected Master, his hatred for the Demon Race was equally vast.

After saying this, Lin Mo kept walking outwards.

Li Cheng, not knowing what else to say, watched Lin Mo helplessly, then turned his gaze towards Jin Yu.

"There's nothing that can be done, Jin Daoist. I must follow my junior brother now. I bid you farewell,"

Li Cheng left these words behind and followed Lin Mo.

The two from the same sect departed,

leaving only Jin Yu standing there in a daze…