C571 â A Mysterious Statue
Zhang Xuan had successfully dispelled all the spectral entities in this place. The Great Dao advanced another 500 meters.
Leading Luhuang, Zhang Xuan reached the entrance of a concealed chamber.
Adjacent to the chamberâs entrance was an altar.
Beside the altar stood a peculiar statue. This statue was distinctly odd because it lacked a face. Its visage was flat, as if the sculptor had simply forgotten to include it.
The oddity stemmed from the statue appearing alive; regardless of where one moved, it seemed as though the statueâs gaze was fixed upon them.
âZhang Xuan, whatâs with this statueâŚâ
Upon catching Luhuangâs words, Zhang Xuan realized it wasnât his imagination alone.
Signaling Luhuang to remain silent, Zhang Xuan approached the statue cautiously.
A cautionary note: âBeware the perils that span a myriad of years.â
âHey, what material is this?â
Zhang Xuan found himself unable to identify it. While it felt like actual flesh, Zhang Xuan was certain the statue couldnât be real.
âZhang Xuan, could it be that Death Monarch Wutian prepared this for his resurrection?â
Luhuangâs question ignited a spark in Zhang Xuanâs eyes. Such a possibility truly existed.
Observing Death Monarch Wutianâs lifelike appearance, it was evident how much he yearned to become truly human.
Nevertheless, Zhang Xuan couldnât help but wonder. For experts of Death Monarch Wutianâs caliber, transforming into blood-related entities should have been quite simple, so why didnât they?
Was it because they disdained the notion or because they genuinely couldnât accomplish it?
With a slight smile, Zhang Xuan produced a carving knife and began etching onto the statue.
After some time, a face bearing a striking resemblance to Zhang Xuan emerged. It appeared vivid and authentic, its eyes brimming with vitality. It could easily pass for a living person standing there.
Luhuang regarded it with amazement and questioned, âSilly bird, this isâŚâ
âDamn, itâs divine. If I didnât know that this is a statue, I would have thought that this is a living person.â
Looking at it, Luhuang couldnât help but shiver. He felt as if he was being stared at by a statue. It was a very creepy feeling. Luhuang felt like he was going to pee in fear. It was a very uncomfortable feeling.
This made him not dare to look at the statue. What was even more unbelievable was that the aura emitted by the statue was even stronger than his.
âDamn it, where are you going to reason with?â
His strength was in the past, and he was also one of the top experts. Otherwise, his master would not have let him follow him.
But now, society developed too quickly. This bit of strength was really not enough.
Fortunately, by Zhang Xuanâs side, even if he did not cultivate, he could still improve.
Luhuangâs eyes rolled, and he decided to settle down on Zhang Xuanâs shoulder.
âWho are you sculpting?â
Luhuang asked curiously. This statue was extraordinary to begin with, but after Zhang Xuanâs carving, it had become even more extraordinary.
Furthermore, this statue was really similar to Zhang Xuan, but different at the same time.
This naturally wasnât Zhang Xuan. Otherwise, with Zhang Xuanâs means, he wouldnât have made such a low level mistake.
Zhang Xuan said with a smile. In his heart, he added, âIn my heart!â
No wonder he looked so similar to Zhang Xuan. Luhuang did not expect this to be Zhang Xuanâs fatherâs appearance. He asked curiously.
Zhang Xuan looked at the statue with a bitter smile. He was originally a figure that did not exist. It was just the obsession in his heart.
A virtual figure, a figure that he had imagined. Why would he bring it back?
Luhuang gave Zhang Xuan a strange look. He knew that Zhang Xuan was a very sensitive person. He treated people and things around him very well. It could be seen from how much he doted on Little Guo Guo.
However, Zhang Xuan didnât want to take away his fatherâs statue. It could be seen that there was something wrong with it.
However, Luhuang didnât say anything. He believed that Zhang Xuan must have his own reasons.
Luhuang walked into the secret room and exclaimed.
Zhang Xuan looked at the statue and also walked in. He understood why Luhuang was surprised.
Treasures, they were all treasures!
A room full of treasures!
Just by looking at the aura emitted from it, one could tell that it was all good stuff!
Zhang Xuan curiously picked up a sword. His dream in the past was to be a swordsman. When he saw these treasured swords emitting pearls and jewels, he naturally liked them very much.
He held a sword flower in his hand. In the next moment, Zhang Xuan was dumbfounded.
A soft sound was heard. Zhang Xuan looked over curiously and was speechless. He saw cracks appearing on the surface of the sword. The sound just now was the sound of the sword breaking.
Could it be that it had been too long and was corroded by the Qi of Burial World?
It was a pity. Judging from the Qi of this sword, it was definitely a peerless treasure.
He stared vacantly at the shattered sword, rendered speechless. It was clear that Zhang Xuanâs Great Dao possessed overwhelming power. The sword wasnât worthy enough to bear the weight of Zhang Xuanâs Great Dao.
âHey hey, donât touch that!â
Observing Zhang Xuanâs intent to pick up another piece, Luhuang hastily gathered up all the treasures strewn about.
âItâs not like theyâre anything special. Why are you so possessive?â An irritated Zhang Xuan chided Luhuang.
âOf course they might not be special to you, but for others, these treasures are unattainable for a lifetime!â
âJust standing there and chatting is easy for you, but itâs not the same for me. My waist feels stiff!â
Luhuang flapped his wings and shivered, the acquisition of so many treasures causing an instant tension in his waist.
âLetâs move on! Thereâs nothing valuable left here now!â
According to Gou Chen, this place was initially the Chaotic Battlefield, but it had been taken over by the Burial World. Over the years, regardless of how valuable a treasure once was, it had mostly succumbed to corrosion.
âWait for me for a moment. I want to explore this area!â
Luhuang rolled his eyes. Zhang Xuan had lofty expectations. Among the treasures they had encountered earlier, there was even a supreme-grade Dao Weaponâone on the verge of advancing to the next realm. Yet, in Zhang Xuanâs words, it wasnât a âgood thingâ. What exactly did he consider a good thing?
However, as Luhuang thought about the treasures Zhang Xuan had refined, he was taken aback. Zhang Xuan indeed possessed the authority to utter such words. Nannanâs small wooden sword was a prime example.
Initially, Luhuang believed it was merely a Dao weapon. But witnessing Nannan use that unassuming wooden sword to fatally wound a Great Taoist Master, he realized its simplicity was deceiving.
Later, seeing Nannan utilize the same wooden sword to eliminate a Peak of the Great Tao warrior, Luhuang acknowledged his own limited knowledge.
The wooden sword in Nannanâs possession was highly likely an Emperor Weapon. The protective vest he wore only bolstered this claim. Were it not for the vest, Luhuang might have met his end at his masterâs hands.
The vest could even absorb part of a Heavenly King warriorâs assault. This alone indicated its extraordinary nature. Luhuang even harbored suspicions that Zhang Xuanâs creation was more than a simple Emperor Weapon.
âYou curious bird, why are you staring at me like that?â
Observing Luhuangâs fixed gaze, Zhang Xuan inquired.
âIâm contemplatingâonce weâve vanquished Death Monarch Wutianâhow will the other Death Monarchs in the vicinity react? Might they unite to eliminate us?â
Zhang Xuan was momentarily taken aback by this suggestion, then his enthusiasm surged. âBrilliant! Why didnât I think of this? Letâs seek out those individuals!â