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However, the detached spiritual power was like water meeting a dam; it was completely blocked outside of the stone statue.
Seeming resistant to spiritual energy and divine sense, all of Li Fanās regular methods could not explore this stone statue.
āInteresting, I wonder what material it is.ā
Li Fan summoned another water blade, controlling it to slash rapidly at the stone statue.
Not to mention ordinary stones, even fine steel would have been cut in half by this water blade.
But oddly enough, the water blade could not harm the damaged stone statue in the slightest.
The moment it touched it, the spiritual energy maintaining the water bladeās power scattered.
Apart from washing the stone statue a bit, it did not cause any damage.
āWhat a treasure! Itās a pity that thereās not much of it, I canāt take it back to reality.ā
āOtherwise, I could have used it to create an absolutely safe secret room.ā
Li Fan was thinking about the many fantastic uses of this unknown stone material, also couldnāt help but feel some regret.
Making up his mind, Li Fan found a stone on the ground nearby.
Using it as a tool, he forcibly knocked another piece off the stone statue.
Afterward, he fiercely inserted this fragment into his own arm.
Blood immediately gushed out.
Li Fanās brows furrowed slightly.
The spiritual energy circulates to the wound caused by the fragment, but it couldnāt flow freely.
It had to be redirected, greatly reducing efficiency.
The fragment also got stuck in his body. If he didnāt remove it, the wound wouldnāt be able to be healed with spiritual energy.
After being lost in thought for a moment, Li Fan finally removed the fragment, enduring the pain.
He held it in his hand, playing around with it.
āPerhaps, there is a way to defeat Brother Zhang without the āexhaustionā method.ā
He secretly pondered.
While Li Fan was studying this astounding stone statue, the battle in the sky had reached a fever pitch.
Song Hesong showed his true colors, attacking Zhang Qianmo with the others such as Chu Liang.
The destructive power unfinished business caused by their clash had made Ningyuan City terribly damaged.
Coutless houses collapsed and many mortals died without knowing why
However, nothing dangerous happened at the small temple due to Li Fanās interception.
āEven without me, due to the existence of the half-broken stone statue, these kids would be fine.ā
āNo wonder they were able to organize the rescue so energetically after the end of the big battle.ā
Li Fan thought to himself secretly.
The battle continued as per the expected script.
Song Hesong was at a disadvantage and slapped fiercely towards Ningyuan City with both hands.
In an instant, countless mortals died or were injured.
They turned into a towering bloody evil aura, forming [Array of Divine Refinement of All Beings], and trapped Zhang Qianmo.
Song Hesong took advantage of this, striking several more palms.
A Golden Core Cultivator had a move, each palm took the lives of tens of thousands of mortals.
One palm was heading straight in the direction of the small temple.
Li Fanās eyes flashed slightly, retracted the defense, and dodged behind the remaining stone statue.
The palm power met the stone statue, and it did not perform any effect, it dissipated into the void.
Other than where the stone statue blocked, everything else turned into ruins.
It seemed like a vacuum zone where spiritual power acts, and it did not attract any attention from Song Hesong.
Li Fan stood up from behind the stone statue, casually cleaning up the surrounding ruins.
Continuing to watch the battle in the sky.
After Zhang Qianmo was defeated and stood up again, entered the Purple Elixir state, and killed all around.
Li Fan thought for a while, pushed the stone statue away, and entered the underground secret room.
The child in the secret room saw someone coming in and was tense at first.
When they recognized that it was Li Fan, a āgood personā, they heaved a sigh of relief.
āI better hide here. Itās too scary outside.ā Li Fan shook his head and sighed.
Lu Ya grinned, didnāt say much, just motioned Li Fan to come and sit down.
The underground secret room was not big, but it was enough for everyone to hide.
There were some water and food stored inside, obviously, it was used as a refuge regularly.
Taking this opportunity, Li Fan started to chat with Lu Ya, the blonde boy.
He found out that this temple was originally called the āMystic Sky Templeā.
The underground secret room was something they accidentally discovered, it was already there.
As for who was worshipped, they didnāt know because it had been abandoned for many years.
As for where the missing half of the stone statue went, Lu Ya was even more clueless.
Just then, a little girl not far away cut in: āI know, I know, itās at Mr. Baiās house! The last time the sir took me back for treatment, I saw it.ā
āHalf of the body was stuck there, there was no face, it was scary!ā
Lu Ya was taken aback: āYou know where Mr. Baiās house is? Why did you say you didnāt know when I asked you last time?ā
The little girlās face turned red and she glared at Lu Ya: āIāve been there, but I was sick and dizzy, who remembered how to get there!ā
āMr. Baiā¦ā
Hearing the conversation of the two kids, Li Fan was thoughtful.
Above Ningyuan City, Zhang Qianmo, who had killed all the thieves, hurriedly searched for the traces of his fellow student who had alerted him.
But no matter how many times his divine sense turned over Ningyuan City, he couldnāt find it.
Thinking that his fellow student was tragically killed, Zhang Qianmo was filled with regret.
Still hopeful, he searched a few more times, hoping to find at least his fellow studentās corpse.
Still found nothing.
Zhang Qianmo had no choice but to leave Ningyuan City in grief, taking the Longevity Fruit alone.
Not long after he hurriedly left, a petite figure poked out from the wreckage of the small temple.
After cautiously observing for a long while, she finally reassured and cheerfully shouted: āItās safe, come out!ā
Immediately afterward, Li Fan followed by a group of kids climbed out from the underground secret room.
The kids looked at Ningyuan City, which had become a ruin with corpses everywhere, and were somewhat at a loss.
However, since they were orphans who had survived alone outside after all, their psychological endurance was extremely strong.
Li Fan actually did not see any fear or terror in their eyes.
For a while, they just seemed a little lost, not knowing what to do next.
āThis Mr. Bai should be coming soon.ā
At this point, there were no cultivators left in the city except for him, so Li Fan had no worries left.
Right now he used his divine sense to search for traces of [Mr. Bai] among the survivors.
According to the childrenās descriptions, it was easy to find.
A young, gentle, and extremely handsome image of a frail scholar.
Butā¦
Li Fanās face subtly changed.
He didnāt find any matching objects.
Li Fan searched a few more times, but the result was still the same.
āCould it be that, āextremely handsomeā is just a self-imposed beautification in the childrenās minds?ā
Li Fan couldnāt help but guess like this.
Having no other way, he could only wait for Mr. Baiās arrival in the small temple.
However, what was unexpected to Li Fan was.
He kept waiting until the duration of this Fallen Immortal Realm ended, yet he never waited for this [Mr. Bai].
The surrounding scenery became blurred, and just when Li Fan was about to leave the Fallen Immortal Realm.
He faintly heard the childrenās excited shouts: āLittle White! Itās Little White!ā
āMr. Bai! Mr. Bai!ā
Li Fan turned his head suddenly and looked back, but only vaguely saw a blurry figure.