Huangxiu

Chapter 1172 Golden Sword
As the formation activated, they gradually disappeared from everyone's sight.

Not only the twelve of them, but also the glittering golden statue disappeared.

The mountaintop became empty and desolate, devoid of anything.

Huang Zhengyang looked at Chu Zhiyuan: "Mr. Chu, what's the next step?"

Chu Zhiyuan asked, "Can I enter the formation now?"

"no problem."

"Then I'll go in and take a look."

"please."

Chu Zhiyuan, like a wisp of smoke, gracefully entered the formation and disappeared.

Huang Zhengyang raised an eyebrow.

This move perfectly showcased his skill.

This is the wondrous array that reverses heaven and earth.

Once the formation is activated, it isolates the inside from the outside, and all that can be seen, whether inside or outside the formation, is nothingness.

It is almost impossible to enter the formation, and it is also impossible to escape from it.

Chu Zhiyuan darted into the formation, clearly indicating that the formation could not trap him.

This is something that ordinary masters cannot achieve.

Even the Ninth-Rank Venerable of the Heavenly Sword Sect doesn't have such ability.

This Mr. Chu is unfathomable; his strength far surpasses his level.

Chu Zhiyuan breathed a sigh of relief after entering the formation.

He had been somewhat disappointed that he could see the array operating through his extrasensory perception.

Since they couldn't hide it from the supernatural, they probably couldn't hide the evil lord statue either, and it was impossible to conceal it.

However, after entering the formation, he discovered that his super-sensory abilities were blocked and could not be spread out.

As expected of a rare illusion array, its power is astonishing.

He suddenly felt a strange sense of security, so he turned to look at the statue.

He leaped up, lightly glancing across the statue's brow, and then plunging downwards.

Within the azure sky and sea within the Laogong acupoint, several white clouds drift by.

One of the white clouds is the supernatural power of the previous evil lord statue.

The new white cloud, however, was the source of the strange power contained within the golden statue.

This time, he didn't move the original white cloud, but this new one.

The strange power circulating in the Shadow Sword is no longer the strange power of the original Evil Lord statue.

Instead, it is a new kind of alien force.

The new power allowed him to absorb the power within the statue even faster, instantly swallowing it into his Laogong acupoint.

The statue was no longer filled with supernatural power, and the aura of the Demon-Subduing Divine Tree immediately surged in.

He no longer needs to draw upon the divine tree's energy from the Demon-Subduing Divine Palace; he can draw upon it directly from within his Laogong acupoint.

Within his Laogong acupoint, he had accumulated enough of the aura of the Demon-Subduing Divine Tree for him to use at any time.

The thin line drawn by the sword tip flashed with golden light, then cracks appeared and spread rapidly.

Countless spider webs spread across the entire statue.

Then the statue turned into a pile of rubble.

Chu Zhiyuan stared solemnly at the stones, channeling the strange power within his Laogong acupoint.

He kept the camera in the cave, staring intently at the pebbles.

As soon as it displays any unusual power, it immediately uses its own power to devour it and integrate it into itself.

However, no unusual force was generated within the small stone.

It no longer emitted a soft light as before.

He looked up at the sky, but there was no power descending from the vast emptiness.

he mused.

Why didn't they lower their power?

Was it because they didn't sense that the statue had been destroyed?

Why did a strange force descend immediately after the statue was destroyed?
It is very likely that the reason lies hidden in the pebbles.

He then took out a small pebble and gently rubbed it between his palms.

The stones were extremely hard, but as he rubbed them between his palms, they slowly turned into powder.

He reached out and lifted it up.

The powder fell softly and gently to the ground.

The extrasensory perception kept scanning the cave, searching for anything unusual inside the pebble.

But there was nothing unusual.

So he found another small pebble, rubbed it between his palms again, and turned it into powder.

After grinding more than twenty small pebbles into powder in one go, his eyes suddenly lit up.

He finally discovered something unusual in the powder; the unusual thing came from the gold dust.

Gold dust is not real gold, but a special substance.

He had a vague feeling that he had finally found something to anchor himself to.

Suddenly, the Shadowless Divine Sword was swung.

The sky was filled with sword shadows, enveloping the pile of pebbles.

These pebbles were cut in the flash of the sword, cut again and again, becoming smaller and finer.

The sword light transformed into a halo, shattering them, making them finer and finer until they turned into dust.

Unlike before, when a strange force descended to repair the statue as soon as it shattered, this time the formation isolated the inside from the outside, preventing any external force from descending from the sky. He handled the small stones with ease.

He turned it into powder, and then flicked his sleeve to make the powder float away.

He swirled his palms, the force of which caused the powder to form a vortex.

Within the vortex, the gold dust slowly sank, eventually settling at his feet.

Once the gold dust had completely settled, the rolling powder piled up five meters away.

He looked down at the gold dust.

He reached out and infused it with supernatural power.

The gold powder immediately lit up, emitting a soft light, like the gentle glow of moonlight.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled.

My guess was right; the gold dust was indeed the problem.

He suddenly visualized something in his mind.

Then, the gold dust began to condense, quickly forming a long sword.

The longsword looked exactly like the Jade Heaven Sword, but it was three times larger.

This is the appearance of the Heavenly Sword in his imagination.

He waved lightly.

With a soft whistle, the sword tip shot out golden light, as if slicing through the void.

This sword is exceptionally sharp.

It is a rare and precious sword.

He looked up at the sky, and suddenly, with a flash, he broke out of the formation.

The twelve experts who were floating around were slightly taken aback, but they did not stop and continued to maintain the formation.

He appeared outside the formation and looked up at the sky.

At the same time, a strange force was about to fall from the sky.

He vanished in a flash, disappearing back into the formation.

Huang Zhengyang, Yu Xiang, and Guo Qingyuan, who were waiting anxiously, were suddenly taken aback.

They were curious about what Chu Zhiyuan was doing, as they couldn't see what was happening inside the formation from the outside.

Chu Zhiyuan returned to the formation and breathed a sigh of relief.

The strange phenomenon of the golden sword stopped, and the strange power that had been emanating from it merged into his own.

He sat cross-legged, clasped his hands together, held the golden sword between his fingers, and began to practice the refining technique.

Yu Xiang asked curiously, "Si Zheng, what is Mr. Chu doing?"

“I’d like to know too.” Huang Zhengyang frowned as he stared at a seemingly empty mountain peak.

Guo Qingyuan asked, "Is there really a way to completely destroy this statue?"

"Looking at it now, there seems to be hope." Huang Zhengyang looked up at the sky.

He didn't feel any violent force descending from the sky, which meant the statue hadn't recovered.

Guo Qingyuan said, "It would be great if this Mr. Chu could join our company."

Yu Xiang chuckled and shook his head.

This is impossible. This precedent will not be set. Even if the Heavenly Sword Sect sends its disciples to the Exorcising Evil Division, the imperial court will not allow it.

"Sigh..." Guo Qingyuan sighed.

Time passes slowly.

The two talked more and more, becoming increasingly curious about whether it would succeed.

Huang Zhengyang began to pace back and forth, feeling as if each day was an eternity. He would occasionally glance at the mountain peak and then look up at the sky.

Time passed extremely slowly, yet the sun gradually moved westward.

As the sun set and the sky was ablaze with crimson clouds, Chu Zhiyuan suddenly appeared.

Huang Zhengyang waved hurriedly.

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head, looked up at the sky, and then slowly drew a golden sword from his sleeve.

He held the golden sword horizontally before him, staring intently at the sky.

A moment later, he smiled.

The smile grew wider and wider as time went by, eventually culminating in several loud laughs.

Seeing this, Huang Zhengyang couldn't help but float over and land beside him: "Mr. Chu, how is it?"

Chu Zhiyuan smiled broadly: "Si Zheng, it should be about ready."

"Is everything really okay?"

"We can remove the formation first and see."

"Alright, let's try dismantling the formation first." Huang Zheng said loudly, "Dismantle the formation."

Twelve youths suddenly appeared from the void and floated behind Huang Zhengyang.

Huang Zhengyang stared at the pile of powder and laughed, "Mr. Chu, you crushed them into powder? Grinded them into dust?"

Chu Zhiyuan nodded.

Huang Zhengyang looked up at the sky, then at the pile of powder.

The powder, however, remained unchanged.

A gust of wind blew by, stirring up a layer of dust that rustled and fluttered.

He didn't speak immediately, but waited a moment.

But nothing has changed since.

A gust of wind blew by, stirring up dust that drifted around.

(End of this chapter)