"Who?" Bai Yan once opened his eyes and looked around cautiously.

'Chichijijiji' Hearing the sound, the little monkey jumped up excitedly, his eyes constantly looking towards the pure gold body on the upper left side of the palace.

Bai Yan looked at the sleeping monkey, and saw a statue made of pure gold. Judging from the monkey's expression, it was the statue that was talking, and he raised his feet and took a few steps towards the statue.

This statue is two meters tall. Judging from the clothes on his body, he looks like an emperor, but there is something missing.

The huge clouds sculpted under the feet look like soaring clouds and mist. They can be said to be gods, let alone gods!

"Are you talking?" Bai Yan asked firmly.

"Haha, that's me." The old voice sounded again.

Bai Yan was immediately surprised. It was really the statue that was talking.

"Are you a human or a ghost?" Bai Yan took a step back and murderous intent came out instantly.

"Jiji, you are the ghost, you are the ghost." The monkeys here were not happy to hear this. They turned over and jumped on Bai Yan's body, scratching with their claws.

It’s true that the person in front of me is a descendant of an ancient god. Although he has been dead for hundreds of years, his soul is lodged in this statue because of his unfinished fate. Now,

, Wu Yazi spoke, which meant that the person he was waiting for had arrived...
Chapter completed!