Huangxiu

Chapter 1138 Image Destruction
With the help of the flying knives, the remaining nine experts of the Ten Thousand Blood Sect were quickly killed.

They wanted to use a secret technique to perish together, but Qi Qingmei's sword was too fast, and the other four masters all had amazing swordsmanship.

They were killed before they could even use their secret techniques.

Chu Zhiyuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Through the Heavenly Illusion Pavilion, he saw the scene imagined by the two disciples of the Myriad Blood Sect, and the power of this statue was astonishing.

However, to unleash the power of this statue, a special ritual and secret method are required.

Now that these guardians have been removed, the statue's ability to display its power has been cut off.

Without the rituals and mysteries of these guardians, a statue is just a statue.

Chu Zhiyuan said, "Senior Sister Qi, I'll go help."

Qi Qingmei leaped onto the top of the statue's head, taking in the entire valley below.

She pointed to the statue not far away: "Junior Brother Chu, go over there and help!"

Chu Zhiyuan responded and floated away, with Lu Xiaolu following behind.

Qi Qingmei looked at the remaining seven experts: "Junior Sister Shang, Junior Sister Liu, Junior Sister Huang, you go over there to help. The rest of you, form a defensive formation and block the attackers."

"Yes."

"Yes."

The seven masters clasped their fists in greeting.

Chu Zhiyuan and Lu Xiaolu floated away.

Nine statues are each embedded in the stone wall of the valley, occupying different positions.

The largest statue is located at the far east end; they are heading to the southeast statue.

The two were about 300 meters apart, and the throwing knife arrived before the two men did.

This time, ten throwing knives were launched directly, aiming for extreme speed.

A flash of golden light appeared, and of the ten experts from the Myriad Blood Sect, five dodged the flying knife, while the other five failed to avoid it.

The five who managed to evade were then entangled by ten flying knives and ultimately could not completely escape.

As soon as the flying knife touches them, a flash of golden light breaks their evil magic.

The original wound gushed blood instantly, and his strength weakened.

This immediately disrupted their movements. The flying knife attack, coupled with the four masters who were greatly encouraged, turned the tide of the battle into one-sided conflict.

Chu Zhiyuan didn't linger any longer and went with Lu Xiaolu to the next statue.

After they walked past all eight statues in one go and returned to the largest statue, Qi Qingmei had just returned as well.

At this moment, all nine statues were occupied by experts from the four major sects.

The remaining experts of the Myriad Blood Sect were all surrounded and attacked by experts from the four sects.

He then offered to go and provide support to Qi Qingmei.

Qi Qingmei nodded in agreement.

Chu Zhiyuan moved swiftly, sending out a series of flying knives that changed the course of the battle wherever they went.

With the four masters having the upper hand, the flying knife became the final straw that broke the camel's back.

For the four sects whose experts are at a disadvantage, throwing knives can be used to severely injure or kill one or two experts from the Ten Thousand Blood Sect, thus reversing the situation.

After circling around and returning to the foot of the largest statue, the valley had returned to silence.

The sun was about to set, and dusk was already creeping in.

The weary birds have already returned to the forest.

But the birds in the valley where the Ten Thousand Blood Sect was located did not return to the forest.

The stench of blood permeated the entire valley, so thick it felt like it was stuck to your nostrils, threatening to suffocate you.

All the experts from the Myriad Blood Sect were wiped out; only the experts from the Four Sects were still making their voices heard.

Screams rang out one after another.

With so much fighting, the disciples of the Myriad Blood Sect had many experts, and even though they didn't lose any members, quite a few were still injured.

Not every expert is a tough guy who grits his teeth and keeps quiet when injured.

Many skilled players are actually quite delicate, screaming in pain at the slightest injury.

Qi Qingmei and her men have already led a raid on the lair's treasures, including its secret manuals and valuables.

Chu Zhiyuan and Lu Xiaolu stood in front of the largest statue, ignoring the sounds around them.

Dusk was falling.

The statue in the twilight exudes a mysterious aura, as if it is gradually merging into the twilight.

Lu Xiaolu turned her gaze away from the statue's face and towards Chu Zhiyuan: "Junior Brother, is this statue really the Evil Lord?"

Chu Zhiyuan nodded.

Lu Xiaolu said, "It doesn't look like anything special."

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head: "That's because it wasn't activated, so the power wasn't projected down."

As he spoke, a throwing knife emerged from his sleeve and hovered above his head.

Lu Xiaolu looked at him curiously: "Junior brother, do you want to destroy this statue?"

"Give it a try," Chu Zhiyuan said.

The throwing knife shot towards the statue's ear, aiming to damage its weakest point.

The statue is thinnest in the ears, while the rest of the body is thick, even blending into the mountainside.

"Ding……"

The throwing knife was deflected.

There wasn't even a trace left on the statue's ears.

Although the throwing knife was clear and bright, it seemed to have little weight and was not sharp enough.

But it is the Autumn Water Divine Blade, a treasured blade that can cut through iron like mud.

This is something that Hongyu could never have done.

The throwing knife veered in mid-air, flashing with golden light, before shooting back towards the ear.

"Ding..." The throwing knife was deflected again.

Chu Zhiyuan raised an eyebrow.

Lu Xiaolu drew her sword, leaped into the air, and thrust the tip of the sword towards the other ear of the statue.

"Ding……"

The sword tip was deflected, and she twisted in mid-air, gracefully spinning, before thrusting the sword out again.

"Ding……"

The longsword in her hand bounced away again, her whole body stiffened as if it were rusted, and she could only float down.

She flicked her longsword, looked down at the blade, and stroked it with her left hand, which formed a sword-like shape with her fingers.

Chu Zhiyuan reached out and touched her sword: "Senior sister, is there something wrong with this rebound force?"

“It’s very strange,” Lu Xiaolu said.

Her face was already pale, and she exhaled white breath, just like the breath she exhaled in the dead of winter.

Chu Zhiyuan felt the icy power surging within the sword, a chill that penetrated to the bone.

He then withdrew his palms and formed a hand seal.

A golden dragon shadow condensed in the air and then entered Lu Xiaolu's longsword.

The sword trembled violently.

Lu Xiaolu's jade-like face flushed red, as if a layer of rouge had been applied to white jade.

Chu Zhiyuan stared intently at her.

Lu Xiaolu suddenly shook her longsword, and a layer of white frost quickly appeared on the blade. A flash of golden light followed, and the white frost melted away.

The longsword calmed the tremor.

Lu Xiaolu breathed a sigh of relief: "All done."

That strange, icy aura had dissipated, just as ice meets boiling water.

She immediately frowned: "Is this the power of the Evil Lord?"

Chu Zhiyuan said, "It should only be a small part of the power, just a glimpse of the whole picture through a tube."

"It's really weird," Lu Xiaolu said. "Then how can we destroy it?"

Neither the throwing knife nor his own sword could destroy the most vulnerable part of the ear, let alone other parts.

Is this statue so sturdy that it is truly indestructible?
Chu Zhiyuan took out the Jade Heaven Sword from his bosom.

Lu Xiaolu's bright eyes widened immediately, and she hurriedly said, "Use it? Think about it again."

She felt that using the Jade Heaven Sword to deal with the statue was going too far.

After all, it's just a statue; it wouldn't warrant the use of the Jade Heaven Sword.

Chu Zhiyuan said, "I won't feel at ease until this statue is destroyed. Let's destroy it first."

The nine statues activate almost simultaneously once activated.

Who knows what price we'll have to pay then?

It was extremely lucky that four top experts were not lost this time.

If all nine statues are activated, it will definitely result in the loss of disciples, which would be unsatisfactory.

With that thought in mind, he no longer hesitated, and with the Jade Heaven Sword at his command, he slowly slashed down at the statue.

At the same time, he drew upon the aura of the Demon-Subduing Divine Tree and channeled it into the sword.

A sword light condensed in the void.

The experts who were busy around all looked up.

They all felt the all-encompassing power manifesting, like a mountain pressing down.

Qi Qingmei, Zhou Chongming, and the other two were coming out of a grand hall and standing on the steps looking over.

Her bright eyes flashed, she disappeared in a flash, and the next moment she appeared next to Chu Zhiyuan.

She looked at Lu Xiaolu.

Helpless, Lu Xiaolu said softly, "Senior sister, junior brother insists on destroying this evil lord statue."

Qi Qingmei nodded slowly, gazing at the sword light that had solidified in the void.

Chu Zhiyuan's sword strike was a culmination of accumulated power, drawing upon eight or nine tenths of his strength.

The sword light was two zhang long and one meter wide. After condensing in the void, it slowly fell.

As it fell, the sword light swiftly drew the power of the void into its body.

As the power of the void was infused into it, it became increasingly solid.

When the sword light landed on the top of the statue's head, it was already indistinguishable from a giant sword.

The sword is engraved with the words "Heavenly Sword" and is covered with various strange patterns.

The sword exuded an astonishing sense of oppression, causing people to involuntarily avert their gaze and want to stay away.

The power of this sword strike was so great that no expert present could withstand it.

"Boom!"

A deafening roar, like a thunderclap.

Golden light burst forth, as if a sun had leaped out of the sky.

Chu Zhiyuan was pushed straight away by an invisible force, three zhang away, and barely stopped.

A surge of violent power erupted instantly, like a tidal wave crashing against the shore, and Lu Xiaolu and Qi Qingmei were also sent flying.

Ignoring the frustration in their chests, they stared intently at the statue.

A tiny crack appeared between the statue's eyebrows, and then the crack quickly spread downwards.

From the center of the forehead to the bridge of the nose, to the mouth, to the chest, to the lower abdomen.

"Snap." A crisp sound.

The statue was split in two.

Chu Zhiyuan let out a long breath.

(End of this chapter)