"How could this be?!" When Diwu Mingxuan saw that the statue's features had transformed into those of Jiang Qing'e, the blow he had taken to his heart had left him dumbfounded.0

His thoughts froze at that instant.0

Diwu Mingxuan regained his calm a moment later and grinned, murmuring to himself, "I understand! This must just be an illusion! It must be part of the Transcendent Art's test!" However, his smile slowly froze as Jiang Qing'e's indifferent gaze continued to focus on him. Finally, he realized that this was no hallucination and his expression turned bitter. 0

"How did you do it? I could clearly sense the Transcendent Art resonating with me, and it would have recognized me if I had a little more time. I was obviously the chosen one! My piety and respect for it was incomparable to yours!"0

Jiang Qing'e calmly replied, "Unfortunately, inheriting a Transcendent Art is not about how pious one is. Transcendent...0