Huangxiu

Chapter 1139 Extraordinary Power
Finally, it was destroyed.

Just then, a beam of red light shot out from the crack and towards Chu Zhiyuan.

The red light appeared abruptly and moved incredibly fast, catching the viewer off guard and leaving them no way to dodge.

Chu Zhiyuan dodged the red light's attack with a quick movement.

The extrasensory perception had already detected the anomaly and made preparations.

The red light flickered and continued to chase after him.

Chu Zhiyuan formed a hand seal with both hands, and a golden dragon quickly condensed in the void to meet the red light.

Upon seeing the red light, everyone felt a chill run down their spines and their hair stood on end.

It was a fear that came from the blood, as if the red light was a natural enemy.

The golden dragon collided with the red light, and the red light immediately intensified, becoming suddenly bright.

It condensed into a huge shadow in the air, which turned out to be a giant spider, but the spider's head was the face of a middle-aged man.

The strange smile on that face made everyone around feel uneasy, wishing they could turn around and run away.

Chu Zhiyuan formed hand seals, and another golden dragon appeared and pounced forward.

Then the third golden dragon formed, the fourth golden dragon formed, and the fifth golden dragon formed.

The five golden dragons merged in the air and coalesced into a great sun.

Like the morning sun, it bursts forth with boundless light.

A golden light enveloped the red image, illuminating the giant spider and the middle-aged man's face.

An angry expression appeared on the middle-aged man's face, and he opened his mouth to let out a sharp screech.

Everyone felt a sharp pain in their ears, their vision blurred, and they were about to faint.

But they were all highly skilled cultivators, and they used their strength to resist the surging darkness, managing to stay conscious and staring wide-eyed at the spider.

A dazzling golden light.

The giant spider shrank rapidly, shrinking further and further until it resembled a deflated balloon.

In the blink of an eye, it vanished.

Chu Zhiyuan breathed a sigh of relief.

This completely destroyed the statue and eliminated a major threat.

Lu Xiaolu exclaimed, "Junior brother, your Demon-Subduing Seal is quite powerful."

Chu Zhiyuan said, "It was a stroke of luck."

"You call that luck? That's too modest, it even sounds hypocritical." Lu Xiaolu rolled her eyes at him.

Qi Qingmei and the other experts all smiled and nodded, agreeing with Lu Xiaolu's statement.

To say that such a powerful method was merely a fluke is rather hypocritical.

Chu Zhiyuan said solemnly, "Senior Sister, this is because no expert from the Myriad Blood Sect used a secret technique. Otherwise, the trouble would have been much greater, and it would not have been so easy to wipe them out."

Lu Xiaolu asked curiously, "Will it be very troublesome?"

Chu Zhiyuan said, "Once the experts of the Myriad Blood Sect use their secret techniques, the Evil Lord can use their bodies to transfer his power. Without the experts of the Myriad Blood Sect as a vessel, the Evil Lord's power is like standing in the void with nowhere to borrow strength or project it."

"Nowhere to project?"

"Even the most skillful swordsmanship is useless if it can't hit the opponent."

"I see. So, by taking care of them first, we've eliminated a major threat?"

"My fellow disciples are wise," Chu Zhiyuan nodded solemnly.

Qi Qingmei chuckled softly.

Chen Chengzhi and Jing Qianxing shook their heads with smiles. Chen Chengzhi said, "Xiao Chu, we did this on your advice. You're amazing."

Zhou Chongming said, "Alright, no need for that. Let's destroy the other statues first."

Chen Chengzhi hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, let's destroy these statues first. Just looking at them gives me the creeps; they're a huge problem."

After saying this, he drew his sword, leaped up, and swooped down towards the statue in the southeast direction, like an eagle seizing a rabbit.

"I'll go to this one!" Jing Qianxing drew his sword and shot it at the statue facing due south.

Left with no other choice, Zhou Chongming and Meng Xusheng could only leap up and draw their swords, each shooting at a statue.

Qi Qingmei did not move.

Lu Xiaolu looked at her curiously.

Qi Qingmei then looked at Chu Zhiyuan.

Chu Zhiyuan stared solemnly at the cracked statue and slowly walked forward.

"Ding ding ding ding..."

A clear chirping sound came from the sky.

However, all the swords aimed at the statue were deflected without leaving a trace.

Undeterred, Chen Chengzhi and his companions continued to draw their swords and thrust them at the same spot.

The tinkling sound never stopped.

No marks were left on the statue. "This material is very strange." Chen Chengzhi floated down and sheathed his sword.

The others also sheathed their swords and floated back to Chen Chengzhi's side.

“It’s very strange,” Zhou Chongming sighed. “It can’t be destroyed.”

Chen Chengzhi said unwillingly, "Does this mean we have to let Xiao Chu do it?"

He felt that this would make them look incompetent.

Despite his high level of cultivation, he is still inferior to Chu Zhiyuan, whose cultivation is relatively low.

You can't say that having high cultivation levels isn't that useful, can you?

Jing Qianxing said helplessly, "Old Chen, let's use our ultimate move."

Chen Chengzhi glared at Jing Qianxing, somewhat unwilling.

After all, this is a life-saving measure and cannot be used lightly, as it concerns the lives of fellow experts.

Chu Zhiyuan walked to the tall statue, turned to look at Zhou Chongming, and said loudly, "Elder, leave these to me. I will destroy them slowly."

Zhou Chongming glanced at them and slowly said, "When will you be able to destroy them?"

Chu Zhiyuan said, "We'll have to wait here for a few days."

“Alright.” Zhou Chongming nodded: “You stay here and see if there are any remnants of the Ten Thousand Blood Sect.”

Chu Zhiyuan nodded solemnly.

Lu Xiaolu asked, "Senior Sister, is this the only stronghold of the Myriad Blood Sect, or just one of its strongholds?"

Qi Qingmei nodded gently: "Our only stronghold should be somewhere else."

She had been searching through numerous documents and letters in the main hall.

Therefore, it can be concluded that this is indeed the headquarters, the lair of the Ten Thousand Blood Sect.

Lu Xiaolu smiled.

Qi Qingmei said, "But not all the disciples of the Myriad Blood Sect are here. They are scattered in various places, making it difficult to completely wipe them out."

"That makes it quite troublesome; we need to guard against them making a comeback."

Lu Xiaolu frowned.

It's not the worst-case scenario, but it's not the best-case scenario either.

The lineage of the Myriad Blood Sect has not been broken, and there is still a possibility of a comeback.

Chu Zhiyuan turned back and continued to stare at the gap in the red jade statue.

Lu Xiaolu came to his side: "Junior brother, is there anything strange about this?"

Chu Zhiyuan said, "This material is special. If it could be used to make a sword..."

“It’s so hard, how could it possibly be sharpened into a sword?” Lu Xiaolu shook her head.

Chu Zhiyuan laughed and asked, "Then how were they made into statues?"

Lu Xiaolu was taken aback.

Chu Zhiyuan said, "The Myriad Blood Sect should have the method to make it."

Lu Xiaolu said excitedly, "Then let's search carefully and make it into a sword. That would definitely be sturdy enough."

If made into a sword, it would probably be difficult to sharpen, but its strength lies in its durability.

If two swords clash, especially if one sword is a top-tier sword and the other cannot cut through it, then the other sword must be an even more top-tier sword.

The others began cleaning up the mess, while Chu Zhiyuan stood in front of the statue, studying it carefully.

Under the enhanced senses, the interior of this red jade was clearly visible.

He discovered that the hardness of this red jade did not come from its material, but from a strange power.

There is also ruby ​​in the valley.

The red jade was made of the same material as the nine statues, but it lacked a strange power within it.

Despite the cracked statue and the shooting of red light, the strange power remained.

It is different from the power of red light.

He found it difficult to determine whether these strange powers were the power of that evil lord.

He pulled a throwing knife from his sleeve, carrying the aura of the Demon-Subduing Divine Tree, and shot it towards the statue.

The golden light flashed, but the strange aura remained unchanged and unresponsive.

Chu Zhiyuan vaguely concluded that it was not the power of the Evil Lord.

What kind of power is that?
He was incredibly curious, so he reached out and placed his palm on the statue, circulating the Human Yuan Technique.

The Laogong acupoint instantly generated a strong suction force, drawing in this strange power.

This strange force was actually pulled and drilled into the Laogong acupoint.

The more it drilled in, the more it accumulated, until finally it was all absorbed into the Laogong acupoint, transforming into a white cloud that floated in the blue sky and sea without falling.

Chu Zhiyuan became increasingly curious about this power.

(End of this chapter)