Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 541 White Jade Statue

Black Smoke Fortress is the first line of defense on the border of Yunzhou, and also the front line in the battle against the demon army.

Along the border of Yunzhou, there are a total of eighteen fortresses, connected end to end, echoing each other, with overlapping formations forming a defensive triangle.

The fall of a city means the creation of a new realm of monsters, or even a realm of demons. In any case, Black Smoke Fortress will become a paradise for demons.

Although the entire formation will not be completely destroyed or lose its power simply because the Black Smoke Fortress is lost.

However, losing a single point in the array means that the array will lose some of its power and create a weakness.

Therefore, after receiving the news, Yang Huawu immediately notified the elders of the three peaks, wanting to send people to provide support, recapture the Black Smoke Fortress, and rebuild the foundation of the great formation.

However, after he sent out messages multiple times, there was no response, as if the messages had sunk into the sea.

This is also why he rushed to the Upper Three Peaks this time, wanting to find his master and ask him the reason.

With a light tap of his feet, Yang Huawu floated upwards.

The gray stone steps rushed past beneath me, the wind whistling past my ears.

He soon landed on a jade-colored platform shrouded in white mist.

On the jade stone, there was a huge stone wall. The stone wall was taller than a person and had an irregular shape, but its surface reflected a faint white light. There were also faint images of graceful women molding clay into people within it, and all sorts of strange beings kept emerging.

This is the Yuanrong Jade Wall, the entrance to the three peaks of the Yuanmiao Sect.

Yang Huawu raised his palm and gently pressed it down. *Whoosh...*

Slowly, the surrounding white mist began to dissipate.

The world suddenly changed before my eyes.

There were countless white clouds surrounding the area, but suddenly a vast wilderness appeared in mid-air.

As far as the eye can see, there is a vast grassland that stretches to the horizon, with undulating, yellowish-brown hills that extend endlessly beyond the field of vision.

Yang Huawu was already used to the scene before him, and his spirits lifted as soon as he entered.

"If I had a choice, I'd rather stay on the upper three floors than be the head of a department who seems to wield immense power..."

He felt the abundant primordial energy of heaven and earth and sighed inwardly.

Yang Huawu moved quickly across the open field.

This wilderness is strange. Although it is extremely large and has many flowers, trees and plants, there is not a single sound of beasts or birds, not even the chirping of insects.

Soon, Yang Huawu arrived at a hill.

The shape of these hills is also quite strange.

Hills, even if they have slopes, are generally irregular and naturally formed inclinations.

From a distance, the hill in front of us appears to be a normal mountainous area.

But upon closer inspection, it was discovered that the slopes formed by the hills were extremely smooth, as if some force had rubbed away the unevenness of the surface.

But what kind of power could accomplish something like this across such a large hill?

Yang Huawu continued walking along the slope, arriving directly at the top of the hill.

There was nothing there but broken stones and weeds.

He didn't care and continued rushing towards the back of the hill. Behind the hill, there was a huge grotto. To anyone else, it would just look like a natural cave entrance.

But when Yang Huawu went inside, his vision suddenly cleared up and became bright.

Inside the grotto, a grand hall had unexpectedly appeared.

The main hall was brightly lit with candles and lamps on both sides. Rows of white jade statues stood quietly on either side.

Their eyes were still glowing with a faint, shimmering white light, whether from the jade itself or from reflection, it was hard to tell.

After Yang Huawu entered the main hall, his actions and expression became noticeably more respectful.

He knew that the statues on both sides were those of the most powerful and famous ancestors in the history of his lineage, who had made great contributions and rendered outstanding service, which was why their statues were left behind.

A large number of white jade statues are arranged in two rows, forming a path leading into the depths of the main hall.

Yang Huawu walked slowly to the end, where there was another statue.

Unlike other statues, this one is seated, with dull, lifeless eyes. In front of it lies a pristine white cushion.

He slowly walked to the cushion and knelt down.

Buzz...

A very faint sound rose and echoed in the hall.

puff!

The statue's eyes suddenly opened, and two blinding white beams of light pierced through all the darkness.

The statue began to tremble slowly.

"Xiao Wu...you came back in such a hurry, it's still about that matter, isn't it..."

A grand, deep voice emanated from the statue.

The white jade statue that was sitting there looked up at Yang Huawu.

“Master, please forgive my ignorance, but I don’t understand why our Yuanmiao Sect remains indifferent when the border is in dire straits. Even if it’s just a small fortress and not important to the overall situation, it still involves the great formation. Doesn’t it need our help?”

Facing his master, Yang Huawu finally couldn't hold back and questioned him.

"Alas..." the statue sighed deeply, "Little Wu...you...don't understand...this matter has already been planned, and even my Jade Forging lineage cannot..."

"I don't understand," Yang Huawu said, his emotions rising. "But how can I understand? It's not that we lack the ability, yet we've been slow to act. Are we really going to watch the demon army invade and submerge the entire Yunzhou?"

If the delay goes on too long, that area could very well be transformed into a demonic realm. Even if the great formation is stable and can easily resist, what about those who died?

There were hundreds of thousands of people, including women, children, and the elderly, in and around the Black Smoke Fortress, plus the soldiers. Were we just going to watch them besieged and die day by day?

We are human beings, but aren't they human beings too? Whose children, whose parents, whose relatives and friends are they?

"I, Yuanmiaozong, pride myself on being the protector of Yunzhou, ruling over everything and managing all things. How can I remain indifferent?"

He was indeed too emotional.

Even Yu Zaozi's eyes flickered several times, as if he wanted to speak, but he was abruptly interrupted.

After a long while, Yang Huawu finally calmed down and said apologetically, "Master, I was in a bad mood, please forgive me..."

“Xiao Wu, do you know why I made you go down the mountain to become the head of the Six Academies?” Yu Zaozi sighed.

Before Yang Huawu could answer, Yu Zaozi raised his hand, indicating that he should listen to what he had to say.

"Your talent is not lacking. The reason why your progress in the Jade Crystal Mirror has been slow is because your mind is complex and you cannot achieve clarity and transparency. That's why I arranged for you to go down the mountain, hoping that you could use this opportunity to hone your skills in the mundane world and comprehend the true essence of the Jade Crystal Mirror... I never expected... you foolish child..."