Chen Lin continued examining the statues.
By ordinary logic, the statues' outstretched hands should have been meant to catch the falling Divine Crystals.
Yet placing Divine Crystals on them produced no reaction.
That made no sense at all.
But few things in the Nightmare Realm made sense, and Chen Lin had long since grown accustomed to that. After trying several hundred more statues, he reluctantly gave up.
He began studying the patterns on the statues.
A day passed.
Still having found nothing, Chen Lin stopped and sank into deep thought.
After some consideration,
he rose into the air.
Straining his throat, he shouted, "Gu Huang, someone asked me to tell you that the flowers on Qishan have bloomed!"
"Gu Huang, the flowers on Qishan have bloomed! Answer me if you can hear me!"
"The flowers on Qishan have bloomed!"
Chen Lin flew around the entire area, his voice reaching every corner with the amplification of transcendent power.
But after several circuits, none of the statues showed any unusual signs. He shook his head and descended.
He was not particularly disappointed.
It had been a desperate measure to begin with, and he had placed little hope in it.
Yet just as his feet touched the ground,
Chen Lin felt the entire space shudder.
Clatter!
Chains rattled.
He immediately looked toward the Giant Palm Statue.
His eyes flashed.
The chains on that colossal statue were now glowing faintly. Characters shifted ceaselessly within them, tightening the chains and binding the statue firmly in place.
The statue trembled incessantly, as though trying to break free.
The energy fluctuations from their struggle dispersed all the mist around the Giant Palm Statue.
Its upper body was revealed.
The statue's head slowly straightened, turning from gazing upward to looking down.
Chen Lin finally saw his face.
His