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After a long and arduous journey, Song Feng and Chen Gou finally reached the top of the rocky mountain.

They lay on a large rock and cleared the path down the mountain behind them.

If things go wrong, just turn around and slide down.

Ahead, the Song Gua stone statue stands tall.

Around the stone statue.

Machine gods, powerful figures shrouded in mystery, winged alien races, and figures high above—all sorts of people gathered around the stone statue.

Their purpose is obvious: to get a share of the pie.

But now, they are all just eyeing the stone statue covetously, but no one can actually get their hands on it and divide it up.

The reason is that a large, semi-transparent golden bell has trapped the stone statue inside from top to bottom.

Chen Gou clicked his tongue in amazement.

"No wonder no one has succeeded yet; even Buddhist monks have come this time."

"Buddhism?"

"Don't you know Buddhism? You should go out and see more of the world, instead of staying cooped up in that tiny place, Baiyun City, all day long."

"Hey Dog, tell me about it."

"They're just a group of monks who talk all day about living a life of peace and not eating meat, not getting married, not killing, and so on. In reality, they're also practitioners, and there's no essential difference between them and us."

"Is that so..."

Chen Gou glanced at it a few more times and said.

"Why are the alien races here too? Do they also want to refine pills from stone statues? I heard that the alien races don't know how to refine pills?"

The alien races were either angels with white wings, demons with goat horns, or dwarves who were half the height of humans, had long beards, and drank beer every day.

Suddenly, a Buddhist verse, clear and resonant, echoed throughout the island and reached everyone's ears.

"Bodhi has no tree, nor is the bright mirror a stand. Originally there is nothing, so where can dust alight?"

The sounds came from all directions.

All the powerful figures stopped what they were doing and looked around.

Then they saw a monk dressed in a red brocade robe, wearing a red Vairocana hat, and holding a purple-gold Buddhist staff, slowly walking from the shore.

He walked slowly, but before he knew it, he had reached the center of the island.

Song Feng kept rubbing his eyes as he watched.

"I was watching him the whole time, and he didn't teleport, but his location just changed. It's amazing!"

Chen Gou looked like he knew everything.

"Buddhists usually keep a low profile, and their Buddhist teachings may seem strange at first glance, but that's perfectly normal."

The red-robed monk arrived at the center of the event.

All the others are in heaven, he is on earth.

But everyone seemed to be watching his expression right now.

"Abbot Yuankong! What does your Wanfo Temple mean by this! This is the stone statue of our Song Dynasty's ancestor. You've covered it with Buddhist treasures, preventing us from approaching. What is your intention? Are you going to war with the Empire?!"

The voice came from the mechanical phoenix; it belonged to someone from the Yuwen family.

Yuan Kong nodded and clasped his hands together, a slight smile on his face.

"This old monk only wishes to prevent the statue of our ancestor from being damaged; you are all too attached to appearances."

The Yuwen family shouted.

"Nonsense! How could our Yuwen family possibly damage the stone statue? We're here to protect it!"

An aged voice rang out from within a cluster of white clouds in the sky.

"Hahaha! Your Yuwen family, besides using your ancestors' and the founding emperor's connections to seize profits and power within the empire, are you really moved by your own actions? Everyone here tonight is here to obtain the Song Gua stone statue!"

A high demon of the demon race spoke in accented Chinese.

"You bald bastard! I advise you to take the Buddhist treasure obediently! Otherwise, we can join forces to eliminate you first, and then seize the statue!"

The eight-winged angel of the angel race glanced at the Great Demon and said indifferently.

"We must have the stone statue. Yuan Kong, it is unwise of you to go against the world."

The Wang family members atop the mechanical Qilin remained silent.

The elders of the Wang clan looked at the stone statue of Song Gua and sighed repeatedly.

"Even if my royal family is willing to protect the stone statue, we are powerless to fight against global powers..."

Yuan Kong maintained a smile throughout.

"May I ask you, esteemed benefactors, why do you believe that rumor?"

Before the words were even finished, a huge tremor came from underground.

After a muffled thud, a figure burst out of the ground from another direction.

Clearly, some clever people thought that Yuan Kong's shield only covered the area above the ground, and that they could break through from underground to rush in and seize the stone statue.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Kong found this to be a treasure, and sealed off not only the underground area but the entire space.

Even some of the top-tier players at the King Realm were at a loss.

Above the clouds, someone responded to Yuan Kong.

"Despite a thousand years of wind and rain, the Song Gua stone statue remains exactly the same as it was a thousand years ago, and its weight has not decreased by even a single gram."

The rumor that the entire stone statue is made of immortal substances seems to have some basis in reality.

Upon hearing this voice, Yuan Kong looked up.

"Prince of Yan, I didn't expect you to come too."

"If it were truly a substance that grants immortality, Emperor Jing would probably have arrived immediately. However, he hesitated to act because he feared that the stone statue might be the transformed form of the founding emperor and thus connected to his resurrection."

Yuan Kong sighed.

"I will not say anything if foreign races come to seize it, but why do you, who are also from the Chinese Empire and live on this earth, also want to destroy the stone statue?"

Someone said.

"A thousand years! Song Gua can't be resurrected! He died in the time vortex long ago! What's the point of keeping a broken stone? If it can benefit future generations, I think Song Gua would be happy to grant our wish!"

Yuan Kong questioned.

"If it weren't for the Song hexagram, not to mention you and me, the entire Earth would have perished in that unprecedented catastrophe long ago."

Song Gua sacrificed everything for human civilization. The only remaining statue, which may be the stone body he used in battle, must also be destroyed and divided up.

Doesn't this move chill the hearts of the people?

Some people scoffed.

"The hearts of the people? Hahaha! I'm afraid the people of the world have long forgotten this ancestor! A thousand years of changing times, the arrival of the Divine Race of Destiny is imminent, everyone is in danger, who still remembers this ancestor? Don't you see, his Island of Heroes has been abandoned for many years!"

The debate did not last long.

Yuan Kong tried to persuade the forces on Earth to give up the fight for the stone statue.

After all, he was the founding father of the nation, the benefactor who saved all of humanity.

Treating the stone statue he transformed into in this way is against the principles of Heaven.

But on the human side...

Either remain silent.

One could argue that Song Gua is dead, and that the Divine Race of Destiny is about to arrive, so that if humanity becomes even stronger, their chances of victory might increase.

If the Song Gua stone statue can help more powerful individuals break through that insurmountable barrier, wouldn't that be a benevolent act that saves the world?

Ultimately, the battle broke out.

Yuan Kong single-handedly takes on the world's strongest group of people.

The battle was so intense that, in the eyes of Song Feng and Chen Gou, it was as if the sky had fallen and the earth had shattered.

The two of them thought that the rocky mountain could protect them.

As a result, the stone mountain was razed to the ground within two seconds of the actual battle beginning.

The two were swept into the air by an unknown force.

Fortunately, it was an island, and the two fell into the sea.

Chen Gou was very clever. He took out an oxygen tank that he had prepared in advance and took turns breathing with Song Feng.

As a martial artist who has acquired spiritual skills, I can hold my breath underwater for quite a long time.

They hid in the sea to avoid the lingering effects of the gods' battle.

Suddenly, Song Feng saw a blue light gradually brightening behind Chen Gou...