At the very moment the statue began to move, Chen Mo detected a powerful wave of energy fluctuation. He turned his head towards the direction of the main hall, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
"So you were hiding here? It seems I overlooked the obvious."
He hadn't expected that Yin Tiankou's true form was hidden within the statue of the True Martial God, openly accepting the worship of the people.
Boom—
Boom—
The colossal blue stone statue, over a dozen meters high, bent down and walked slowly out from the main hall. Each step of its immensely heavy body caused the ground to shake violently, casting a gigantic shadow over the entire plaza.
The crowd looked up at the towering presence, their faces filled with fervor and awe.
"Divine Monarch..."
On the altar, the old Daoist was visibly moved, tears flowing down his face as he bowed prostrate to the giant statue.
"Welcome, Divine Monarch to the world!"
