The Temple's Rear Garden

Jiang Feng looked down in alarm. The twelve statues formed a circle beneath him, their heads bowed as they knelt toward him.

Yet at this moment, the twelve statues had fallen asleep once more.

Moreover, the altar that had originally stood at the center of the hall had vanished.

Jiang Feng drifted down to the ground. Everything that had just happened, along with the images within his consciousness, left him feeling as though he had just awakened from a dream.

Through his soul sense, he found an additional mark between his brows.

If not for the existence of this mark, and the altar's disappearance, he truly would have believed that everything that had just happened had been a dream.

The mark looked exceedingly simple, like two fish chasing and entwining with each other.

Yet through his soul sense, Jiang Feng could clearly perceive its extraordinary nature.

Jiang Feng did not know what this mark did. In the dream, it seemed that he had been chosen by the Lost God named Ji Wujin, which was why he had gained this mark.

But he discovered no changes in himself. Neither his cultivation nor his physical body had changed in the slightest.

His cultivation was still at the sixth level of the Eternal Antiquity Realm.

His soul had not improved in any way either.

The twelve statues had fallen asleep again, so it was clearly no longer possible to learn anything from them.

After pondering for a moment, Jiang Feng leaped down from the Tiangang Instrument.

After finding a fragment of his bargain master's magic treasure, Jiang Feng called out to his bargain master once more.

The moment his bargain master appeared, he noticed the changes in the great hall.

"What happened?" his bargain master asked. "Why has the altar disappeared?"

"What did