Huangxiu

Chapter 1170 Not Bad
Chu Zhiyuan examined the jade pendant with curiosity.

As expected of the Bureau of Exorcism, they have quite a few good things.

This jade pendant is not merely for calming the mind and spirit; it probably has some special and wondrous uses, enabling it to directly extract the minds of the two old men.

Their faces darkened, and they dared not look at the statue again.

"Mr. Yu, Mr. Guo, what's going on?" Huang Zhengyang asked.

The two old men exchanged a glance.

The round-faced old man, Yu Xiang, shook his head and said, "This evil lord is skilled in illusion magic. He dragged me into the past, and I fell into his trap without even realizing it."

“Same.” Another old man, Guo Qingyuan, shook his head: “Completely unprepared, unable to extricate themselves.”

Huang Zhengyang asked, "What will happen if I don't take action?"

"I suspect he'll go berserk." Yu Xiang shook his head. "I already feel it's inappropriate."

“Exactly,” Guo Qingyuan said. “The true essence circulates unconsciously, as if it were a method of self-destruction.”

"Killing himself," Huang Zhengyang said. "That's really ruthless!"

He turned to look at the skeletons: "These guys died from this method too, didn't they?"

"That's about right," Yu Xiang and Guo Qingyuan agreed.

They deeply realized the danger; if they had waited any longer, and their true essence had circulated a few more times, the process of mutual destruction would have been completed.

At that time, not only will the two of them die, but Huang Zhengyang and Chu Zhiyuan will also be unable to escape death.

How vicious!

They glanced up at the statue, then immediately looked away.

Chu Zhiyuan stared intently at it.

“Mr. Chu,” Huang Zhengyang reminded him.

Chu Zhiyuan said, "Si Zheng, if there's anything amiss, pull me out."

“…Okay, then give it a try.” Huang Zhengyang nodded.

He shook his head inwardly.

After all, they were still young and had had too many smooth sailing experiences, so they trusted themselves so much and had no sense of vigilance.

Aren't you afraid that you might have murderous intent and take the opportunity not to save him, letting him destroy himself?

Yu Xiang and Guo Qingyuan shook their heads inwardly.

Judging from the attitude of the magistrate, it is clear that this Mr. Chu is no ordinary person.

But he was so young, and no matter how skilled he was, he couldn't possibly withstand the illusion.

Chu Zhiyuan most wanted to figure out the difference between this Evil Lord and the previous Evil Lord.

What are the strange and evil aspects of this new evil lord, and how should we deal with him?
A moment later, his vision suddenly blurred, and he was about to fall into a strange state.

But suddenly a clear mind flashed through me, pulling me out of my daze and restoring my consciousness.

He stared at it for a long time, then finally shook his head.

Huang Zhengyang and the other two kept staring at him.

He noticed that his eyes remained clear and focused, showing no signs of being lost in a dream.

Chu Zhiyuan reluctantly withdrew his gaze.

Huang Zhengyang asked curiously, "It doesn't work on you, Mr. Chu?"

"It's no use," Chu Zhiyuan said. "It seems to be due to the technique I'm practicing."

With the Heavenly Illusion Pavilion around, it's almost impossible for external things to pull you into the illusion.

Huang Zhengyang said, "Does the Heavenly Sword Sect's cultivation technique have the power to ward off evil? I don't think so."

His gaze immediately sharpened, and a smile appeared on his face: "Looks like I made a mistake, Flying Snow Cave?"

Could it be that the Flying Snow Cave is not as fictitious as I guessed?

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head and smiled, "It's probably related to the Demon-Subduing Blade."

"I see." Huang Zhengyang suddenly realized.

He was well aware of the astonishing power of Chu Zhiyuan's Demon-Subduing Blade, a truly remarkable feat.

Chu Zhiyuan asked, "Should we keep it for further study, or just destroy it?"

"Can you destroy it?" Huang Zhengyang suddenly drew his sword and thrust it fiercely at the statue's knee.

"Ding……"

With a clear ringing sound, his body froze, unable to move, and the longsword flew out of his hand.

Guo Qingyuan leaped forward, caught the longsword, and returned to hand it to Huang Zhengyang.

Huang Zhengyang, having regained his mobility, rubbed his right shoulder and said, "I can't destroy it."

Yu Xiang said, "Si Zheng, it looks like gold, but it's just the outer layer. It's no different from the evil lord statues we found."

Guo Qingyuan snorted and said, "It would be better if it were really gold."

Gold statues are soft and therefore easily damaged.

However, this statue was only coated with a layer of gold powder; its interior was made of a strange and indestructible material.

They looked at Chu Zhiyuan.

Chu Zhiyuan said, "It's worth a try."

“Then destroy it!” Huang Zhengyang said. “The longer we wait, the more trouble we’ll encounter.”

Chu Zhiyuan placed his palm on the statue of the Evil Lord, his touch icy cold.

Despite the bright sunshine, it felt utterly cold, devoid of warmth. Yu Xiang and Guo Qingyuan looked at it with curiosity and skepticism.

They had already heard that the evil lord statues sealed within the palace had been destroyed, and the original major problem had been completely resolved.

But no one says exactly how they did it or who solved it.

He now vaguely guessed that it was Chu Zhiyuan, and at the same time, he realized why Huang Zhengyang treated him this way.

Chu Zhiyuan withdrew his hand, drew his sword, and leaped into the air.

Leaping into the air, reaching the same height as the statue, the Shadow Sword gracefully slashed down.

The sword tip sliced ​​down from the center of the statue's brow, down to its lower abdomen, then leaped up again, slicing down from the brow of another face, then leaped up again, slicing down from the brow of a third face.

He drifted down and fell, returning his sword to its sheath.

"laugh!"

"laugh!"

"laugh!"

With a soft whistling sound, three thin lines appeared on the statue's body, extending from the center of the three faces to the legs.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

A muffled thud emanated from inside the statue, echoing continuously.

Cracks appeared on it and spread rapidly.

Within seven or eight breaths, it spread throughout the body, like a fine net enveloping it.

"Wow!"

It turned into a pile of fragments, with thumb-sized pieces scattered all over the ground, and you could see that these small fragments were covered with only a thin layer of gold dust.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled with satisfaction.

Yu Xiang and Guo Qingyuan looked on with admiration.

“Destroying it means one less big problem,” Huang Zhengyang said with a smile. “If it weren’t for you, Mr. Chu, we really wouldn’t have been able to do anything about it!”

Chu Zhiyuan said, "Si Zheng, please don't be so polite. Isn't it the new Evil Lord? It's so conspicuous, it should have been discovered long ago, right?"

The reason it wasn't discovered is likely because it just appeared.

That means the number of evil lord statues is actually increasing, and there will be more and more of them.

Huang Zhengyang frowned.

Chu Zhiyuan's expression suddenly changed slightly.

Suddenly, the pile of fragments began to glow, and a soft white light seeped out from within them, converging together as if a pool of clear water were soaking them.

Huang Zhengyang and the other two looked over in surprise.

"This is...?" Huang Zhengyang frowned.

Chu Zhiyuan's expression was solemn: "Si Zheng, let's leave first."

Huang Zhengyang asked, puzzled, "Hmm—?"

"A tremendous force is descending; it's best to avoid it," Chu Zhiyuan said.

He looked up to the sky.

Huang Zhengyang solemnly said, "Then let's go!"

He didn't try to be brave; when it mattered, he knew when to dodge and ran away into the distance.

Chu Zhiyuan leaped up and walked alongside him.

The four of them quickly arrived at the opposite mountain peak and looked at the pile of small stones bathed in soft light.

But then the pebbles began to float up, supported by an invisible force, and started to gather together again.

After just a dozen or so breaths, the statue reformed.

These pebbles reassembled the original statue, making it virtually identical.

The gaps and cracks between these pebbles are no longer visible; they appear as a single, seamless whole.

What's even more amazing is that it's shimmering with gold all over.

Each time, the side of the pebble with gold powder on it always faces outwards.

This means that every pebble has returned to its original position.

This goes beyond the realm of martial arts; it's utterly incomprehensible.

Chu Zhiyuan looked up at the statue's reality and illusion, and vaguely sensed a violent force descending.

At this moment, with the statue restored, the violent power had disappeared.

Huang Zhengyang's face was grim.

Chu Zhiyuan said, "Si Zheng, let me take another look."

"Thank you for your trouble," Huang Zhengyang said slowly. "Be careful."

Chu Zhiyuan nodded in agreement, then flew towards the statue, reaching a height of about 100 meters, and once again drew his Shadowless Divine Sword and slashed down.

……

A quarter of an hour later, Chu Zhiyuan and the other three stared solemnly at the statue on the opposite mountain peak.

It was transformed once again from a pile of rubble into a gleaming golden statue.

It's not bad.

(End of this chapter)