Chapter 856

== Gadfly-Ants ==
They encounter Gadfly-Ant Corpse Devouring Insects.
== Huang Junmo ==
LC then senses a feeling from Huang Junmo's sword. Back when he had stabbed Long Chen, his sword had been dyed by his blood. For some unknown reason, he was extremely sensitive to his own blood. He had actually been able to sense Huang Junmo because of it.
"The Immortal Dao is transcendental, while all living things have mundane troubles; destiny exists in the mortal world, and priceless treasures belong only to the fated."
Huang Junmo had just entered the plaza when an ancient voice reverberated throughout the room. It possessed a shocking weight to it, as if each word was the ringing of a monastery temple's bell, shaking people's hearts. It was like the teachings of gods, something no one would dare to disrespect.
These words came from Long Chen's mouth. However, the Eastern Wasteland Bell was adding some special effects. Even Yue Xiaoqian was stunned. She didn't understand what was going on. The two of them were hiding in the recess at the head of the statue.
Long Chen was enveloped by some sort of holy light, making him look like a god. He was reciting some thought-provoking and profound Buddhist allegories.
"Little fellow, you really are talented. Such nonsense words are spouted from your mouth without the slightest hesitation." Even the Eastern Wasteland Bell had to admire this ability of his.
"Hehe, it's all thanks to senior's cooperation. Work with me until the end," laughed Long Chen.
"Who's there?!" shouted Huang Junmo, his sword already in his hand.
"This lord is the Great Spirit God's subordinate, the seventh divine general, Huyou Niyadenidaye!" said Long Chen.
Huang Junmo's heart shook. He stared at the huge statue, not saying a word. He was somewhat unable to believe that this statue in front of him was alive.
But after his initial disbelief, he heard the divine charm and Immortal Dao within that voice. There was no way a human could make such a sound.
"Disciple is Huang Junmo. Greetings, senior Huyou... Niyadenidaye. Please forgive me for my previous offense." Huang Junmo bowed. This divine name Long Chen had come up with was too awkward-sounding. If it weren't for Huang Junmo's great memory, there would have been no way for him to repeat it.
"You're not kneeling in front of this lord? You must be insincere and disrespectful. You have no destiny with my treasure. Even if you are... Enpuda's disciple, the rules can't be broken."
Originally, Long Chen realized he was about to make a slip of the tongue and say he was from the Bloodkill Hall. But he suddenly realized his mistake and stopped. Luckily, the Eastern Wasteland Bell had taken his place to speak.
Hearing the name Enpuda, Huang Junmo was shocked. That name could not be randomly spoken. Other than the Bloodkill Hall's higher-ups, no one knew that name. Even he had only earned the qualifications to hear it half a year ago.
Huang Junmo immediately knelt on the ground, prostrating himself. "Disciple was rude! Please forgive me!"