Chapter 429: The Nirvanic Winds Holy Son

The temple was full of densely packed buildings, and incense smoke lingered in the air. The people of the mundane world burned incense, worshiped, and prayed for peace and safety. Su Yi and his companions restrained their auras and mixed into the crowd. They didn't attract much attention. Before long, they reached the gates of the main hall. There was a ninety-foot statue of a god standing at the center of the room. The statue was of a slender, elegant woman, but below the waist, she had...