"..."
Hearing those calm, unhurried words, not to mention the others, even Qi Feng himself was stunned for a moment.
He had merely wanted Gan Qing to give the Ancestor God some hope, to keep this Ancestor God from sinking straight into despair. He had never expected such a solemnly confident reply.
The other Orthodox Gods familiar with Gan Qing also showed uneasy expressions.
If the other party had carefully considered things and everyone had discussed a feasible solution, the gods would naturally have been pleasantly surprised. But such a crisp, decisive response instead made them hesitate to believe it.
True enough, ever since Gan Qing had been transferred out of the Imperial Horse Registry and leapt from Stable Master to Immortal General, she had encountered no small number of calamities along the way. Every time, she had relied on that young man to resolve them with ease.
But what had they faced before? Fifth-rank little demons, fourth-rank monks. Even if there had been more of them, compared with the spectacle outside this prison, it could only be called a small witch before a great wizard.
With the Past Buddha at the head, along with five True Buddhas, if these people gathered together, then even if the Ancestor Gods had not fallen into slumber, it would likely take at least three of them working together to break through.
Could it really work?
"Who are you?" The Fire Ancestor God wearily opened its eyes and swept its gaze toward the golden body.
"Reporting to Ancestor God, this is a meritorious immortal personally appointed by the Heavenly Dao. She attained the Dao through incense offerings and joined our Orthodox God Sect. She is no different from the rest of us." Qi Feng hurriedly introduced Gan Qing, doing his utmost to prove that