Worldwide Simulation Era

"Let's go all out! Let's just hope that the High Gods appear soon!"

Due to their understanding of the prophecy, the Hall Masters gritted their teeth and headed to Tata Village to protect Lin Qiye.

The other members did not know the details of the sixth branch of the prophecy. However, seeing that all the Hall Masters had made this decision, they could only brace themselves and go together.

When the survivors of the Heavenly God Palace arrived at Tata Village, the unconscious Zhao Yan finally woke up.

In Lin Qiye's residence, Wan Meng stayed by Zhao Yan's bed and listened to her murmuring for a long time. When she saw Zhao Yan had woken up, she quickly called Lin Qiye over.

"Her injuries have stabilized. She'll recover after recuperating for a while."

After Lin Qiye's diagnosis, Wan Meng heaved a sigh of relief.

She looked at Zhao Yan, who was still in a daze, and held her hand worriedly.

Lin Qiye's heart was heavy. He wanted to ask Zhao Yan about the Heavenly God Palace after she woke up.

However, the damage to Zhao Yan's soul seemed to have affected her greatly.

If he mentioned the Heavenly God Palace in such a dull state, it would cause her to have a mental breakdown.

"Master, how long will it take for Sister Yan to recover?" Wan Meng looked at Lin Qiye and asked worriedly.

Although she was experienced and knowledgeable, she was helpless when it came to soul problems.

Lin Qiye shook his head. "We can only leave it to fate. I'll try my best to help her adjust the energy in her body. As for the injuries to her soul, it depends on whether she can recover it herself."

There are usually two ways to repair the soul.

The first was self-healing. This process could be fast, or long, or it might never heal. Everything depended on the individual's situation.

Another way was to repair it through soul-healing treasures.

That thing was extremely precious. Even though Lin Qiye had obtained so many resources from the treasury of the four empires, he had not found a single one.

Moreover, even if he did, he would give it to Zhu Yuheng immediately.

In the following period, Lin Qiye helped Zhao Yan sort out the energy in her body. Even if she did not cultivate, she could still perfectly circulate the energy in her body and reach a state where she could gradually repair herself.

Lin Qiye said to Wan Meng, "We don't have much time left. Prepare yourself and immediately remove the immortal bone for me."

"Yeah." Wan Meng nodded heavily.

The two were clear about the current situation.

The Heavenly God Palace, the strongest line of defense in this world, might have collapsed by now.

Next, they would have to face the strongest demon army.

Without the obstruction of the Heavenly God Palace, it was almost effortless for the demon army to sweep through the secular world.

"I just hope that the Heavenly God Palace can hold on..."

Lin Qiye glanced at Zhao Yan, who had fallen asleep again, then turned around and entered the hall beside him with Wan Meng.

"Ready?"

Wan Meng's expression was solemn. "Come on."

Lin Qiye sat cross-legged without hesitation.

The divine weapon [Wan] emerged from Lin Qiye's body. Wisps of purple light shot out from the petals and went straight into his back.

When the light entered his body, Lin Qiye's expression immediately became pained.

He could feel many small forces wrapped around his immortal bone. As more and more light seeped in, he gradually felt something that seemed to want to pull out his spinal cord.

"Master, don't resist, or I might hurt you."

"Hiss! You make it sound so easy!"

Lin Qiye grimaced in pain. He felt as if his spine was about to be pulled out. The pain penetrated every nerve, causing sweat to fall from his forehead like raindrops.

"No! There's something wrong with this immortal bone. It's resisting my power!"

Wan Meng was highly focused. After several failed attempts to extract the immortal bone, she realized it was not Lin Qiye resisting her, but the immortal bone itself was extremely resistant to her power.

"Are you joking? I've completely restrained my power. Could my immortal bone develop its own consciousness?"

Lin Qiye's face turned pale from the pain. Wan Meng's repeated failures almost made him curse.

"No, no, how could this be? Is this immortal bone really yours, Master?"

Wan Meng tried to remove it forcefully again, but after a series of operations, she almost sent Lin Qiye away.

Lin Qiye rolled his eyes and almost fainted. "Didn't I say that this immortal bone is mine? It's mine!"

His voice began to tremble as he spoke. The pain of forcefully removing his spine was far more exaggerated than he had imagined.

"But how is this possible? The power contained in this immortal bone can resist my main body! Although I only have a portion of the old master's divine weapon, even a Celestial Realm powerhouse couldn't have the power to fight my main body!"

Wan Meng was stunned.

Back then, even the white-bearded elder from the Heavenly God Palace couldn't do anything to her main body.

But now, she had suffered a setback when dealing with Lin Qiye's immortal bone.

Lin Qiye was only a cultivator at the Human Celestial Stage. No matter how talented he was, his strength was just like that.

Even the white-bearded elder from the Heavenly God Palace could easily crush him. How could Lin Qiye possess such strength?