Yang Yuhuan, Let's Pacify the Realm

"You've misunderstood."

Ye Zhuo ignored Tang Xuanzong and paid no heed to the generals' stares.

He turned and walked into the temple's main hall.

At a glance, he spotted Yang Yuhuan hiding behind the statue.

More importantly—

The statue in Ye Zhuo's eyes was wrapped in wisps of divine power from incense and worship.

The power was not particularly strong. It seemed that few people in this era believed in it.

The instant their gazes met—

The incense god slumbering within the statue awoke and looked over.

"It's you! It's you! It's you!"

Huh?

Ye Zhuo was rather surprised. Did he know this incense god?

"Can't be bothered with you, riddle god."

"Hey!"

That shout startled Yang Yuhuan.

Her face was already streaked with tears, yet when she raised her head, she was still breathtakingly beautiful. Ye Zhuo could not help thinking of a possibility: if Xiao Zhao and Robin could fuse their templates, they would probably look like this.

"My name isn't Hey. I'm Yang Yuhuan!"

Huh?

The line left Ye Zhuo completely baffled. That worked too?

"I came to save you. And, by the way, believe in me and you may live forever, free from the cycle of reincarnation."

Ye Zhuo casually explained the effects of his divine power and the domain governed by his divine office.

"Lord Divine General!"

Yang Yuhuan froze for a moment, but Ye Zhuo had already taken her hand.

"Come with me. There are some other things we need to do."

Ye Zhuo had no time to explain.

What mattered now was putting down the rebellion. Only then could he raise the Great Firmament Heavenly Immortal Technique to a higher level.

"Divine General, why will you not save me?"

Tang Xuanzong clutched Ye Zhuo's arm and examined him closely once more.

Perhaps his