Sword Sovereign of the Celestial Emperor

Young Master Qian He's words were not exaggerated. In recent years, not only in the Eastern Hundred Domains, but on the entire continent, it seemed like heaven's prideful warriors were everywhere, as if a golden age had begun.

"Got it."

Chu Honghe's face was full of reluctance.

Qian He shook his head. He understood his junior sister's temperament the best. In terms of talent, Chu Honghe was not much inferior to him, but she was extremely lazy. Otherwise, her reputation in the Eastern Hundred Domains might be even greater than his.

"Let's go too!"

In the air, Ghost Kill looked at the few solitary figures on the hill, said calmly, and then quickly entered the Ksitigarbha Gate, merging swiftly. The Black Armor Guards behind him followed closely.

Seeing the five people enter, Hanakage Hiromi then flew in after them.

In an instant, the entire hill was left with only Chu Ming, Qian He, and Chu Honghe.

"Brother, we'll go ahead!"

Young Master raised his hand towards Chu Ming, pulled Chu Honghe's sleeve, and disappeared into the Ksitigarbha Gate.

"We should go in too!"

After a slight hesitation, Chu Ming murmured, then also flew towards the dark gate. Opportunities often come with dangers. The path of a martial artist is inherently difficult. Only by advancing bravely can one seize a last hope of survival.

The scene before his eyes changed, as if experiencing both a long time and just a moment.

When Chu Ming regained his senses, he found himself in a rather vast hall, a thousand meters in both length and width. Despite its vastness, the hall was filled with hundreds of statues.

These statues wielded various weapons, looking incredibly lifelike. On some of the weapons, there were even inexplicable traces of dried blood.

And the other martial artists who had come in earlier were also confusedly looking around the hall, touching here and there.

"These statues are quite good."

Saying this, an old man with a dry face reached out to touch the foremost statue.

"Watch out!"

Chu Ming's face changed dramatically, he cried out, and quickly retreated.

Crack!

At the moment he retreated, the statue in front of the old man emitted a piercing sound. To everyone's horror, it swiftly drew a blade, and a dreadful blade light charged straight at the old man.

The old man's expression changed, he tried to defend himself, but it was too late. The terrifying blade light instantly sent him flying, a stream of blood pearls splattered in the air.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

As if set off a chain reaction, pieces of fist-sized stones fell from the joints of these statues. Before everyone's horrified eyes, all the statues in the hall came to life, brandishing various weapons and charging at them.

Waves swept, space twisted, the aura of these statues alone made everyone's scalp tingle. Thinking about the statue that had just struck down the old man with a single blade, it was not hard to guess that these nearly hundred statues all possessed the combat power of the Guiyuan Realm Fifth Layer. If anyone was careless, they could fall here.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Faced with the statues, everyone no longer cared about anything else, attacking furiously. Dazzling attacks blossomed in the air, like fireworks brilliantly shattering. Among them, two people's attacks were the most dazzling: Hanakage Hiromi and Black Armor Guard Hu Kui. As for Ghost Kill, no one could see his figure anymore.

Hanakage Hiromi spread his five fingers, like a blood-red sunset falling. The destructive power of the Guiyuan Realm Sixth Layer was too overwhelming. Rays of blood-colored light shot out from his fingers, piercing through several statues in front of him.

But the incredible vitality of these statues surprised everyone. Even with chests pierced, they could still move easily, only slightly slower.

"Ah!"

A shrill scream echoed. Everyone looked up to see a Guiyuan Realm Fifth Layer warrior being torn in half by two statues, blood spilling everywhere, chilling their hearts.

Swish!

While fighting, Chu Ming retreated, his eyes surveying the hall's layout. The statues were indeed formidable, but with his strength, he could easily handle three at once. Any more would be challenging.

"Flowing Clouds Like Water!"

Chu Ming's steps lightened, his eyes sending out the Sword Dao Aurora, black hair fluttering. As he withdrew, his right hand wielded the sword, a brilliant sword light bursting forth. The radiant sword light tore through the sky, the surrounding space became incredibly sticky.

Crack!

The statue in front split in half instantly, cut into two by Chu Ming. The other two statues were also sent flying, fragments scattering.

Clink! Clink!

A transparent crystal fell to the ground, the sound exceptionally crisp, slowly rolling to Chu Ming's feet.

"That's a Profound Void Crystal!"

A middle-aged man in black clothes saw the transparent crystal at Chu Ming's feet, his face full of shock, then his eyes filled with fervor.

Chu Ming gently flicked his sword, picking up the Profound Void Crystal into his palm. He could indeed feel a faint power of space quietly flowing within, soft and gentle.

The Profound Void Crystal is a very rare material, mainly used to forge storage rings or set up teleportation arrays. A fist-sized Profound Void Crystal could sell for two to three million middle-grade Spirit Stones.

It is precisely the rarity of the Profound Void Crystal that makes teleportation arrays so precious. On the continent, teleportation arrays are extremely rare, and most are legacies from the Ancient Era. Setting up a teleportation array requires so many Profound Void Crystals that even Life and Death Realm Kings could barely afford it.

The middle-aged man's words were not concealed in the slightest, clearly reaching everyone's ears in the hall. In an instant, Chu Ming felt the gazes of nearly half of the Guiyuan Realm warriors focusing on him, filled with ill intent.

"So, there are Profound Void Crystals in the heads of the statues?"

An astonished voice rang out; it was Qian He.

Looking at the statues ahead, everyone's fear was completely replaced by excitement. Indeed, Chu Ming had only one Profound Void Crystal in hand, but there were at least eighty or ninety statues in the hall, translating to eighty or ninety Profound Void Crystals.

"Kill!"

Everyone, faces full of excitement, fought fiercely with the statues. Blood occasionally splattered in the air, the scene incredibly tragic.

"Thank you!"

Chu Ming gently transmitted his thanks to Qian He. He had almost become the target of everyone's envy.

Qian He nodded slightly, also choosing a statue. The folding fan in his hand flew up, the painted images on the fan surface seemed to come to life: majestic mountains, turbulent waters, roaring demon beasts, wild and untamed.

Withdrawing his gaze, Chu Ming placed the Profound Void Crystal in his storage ring. Instead of immediately battling the statues, he vigilantly monitored his surroundings. The statues were too numerous and greatly weakened everyone's combat power. He estimated that many of those who entered would perish before finding any inheritance.