Imperial Cultivation-Chapter 1172 - 1168: Indestructible

Chu Zhiyuan curiously examined the Jade Pendant.

As expected from the Evil Extermination Department, plenty of good items.

This Jade Pendant is definitely not just for Clear Heart and Calm Mind; it likely has special magical uses to directly pull the Heart and Spirit of the two elders out.

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

"Elder Yu, Elder Guo, what happened?" Huang Zhengyang asked.

The two elders exchanged a glance.

The round-faced elder Yu Xiang shook his head: "The Evil Venerable is adept at Illusion Techniques, dragging me into past events, unknowingly falling into the trap."

"Same." The other elder Guo Qingyuan shook his head: "Totally defenseless, unable to extricate myself."

Huang Zhengyang asked: "What would happen if I hadn’t intervened?"

"Probably run amok." Yu Xiang shook his head: "I already felt something amiss."

"Indeed." Guo Qingyuan said: "True Yuan unwittingly operates, seemingly a method of self-destruction."

"Killing oneself." Huang Zhengyang said: "That’s brutal!"

He turned to look at those white bones: "Those guys also died from this Magic Technique, right?"

"Likely so." Yu Xiang and Guo Qingyuan agreed.

They deeply understood the danger; had they been a moment later, after a few more cycles of True Yuan operation, they probably would have completed the Jade and Stone Burning.

By then, not only would the two of them have died, but Huang Zhengyang and Chu Zhiyuan would’ve been unable to escape death.

How malicious!

They lifted their eyes to glare at the statue, immediately retracting their gaze.

Chu Zhiyuan concentrated and looked forward.

"Mr. Chu." Huang Zhengyang reminded him.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "Director, if anything seems wrong, pull me out."

"...Okay, give it a try then." Huang Zhengyang nodded.

He secretly shook his head.

Still young and overly smooth sailing, trusting yourself so much without a hint of vigilance.

Aren’t afraid I might have murderous intentions, seizing the opportunity not to save him, letting him self-destruct.

Yu Xiang and Guo Qingyuan secretly shook their heads.

Who exactly is this Mr. Chu, judging by the Director’s attitude, one knows this Mr. Chu is extraordinary.

But despite his young age, no matter how skilled, he can hardly withstand the Illusion Realm.

Chu Zhiyuan was most curious about the differences between this Evil Venerable and the previous ones.

What are the peculiarities of this new Evil Venerable, and how to tackle it?

Moments later, he was suddenly dazed, about to fall into a strange state.

Yet, a flash of clarity sparked in his mind, breaking free from the daze and returning to sobriety.

He stared at it for a while, finally shook his head.

Huang Zhengyang and the others had been watching him closely.

Found his gaze stayed upright, not falling into the Illusion Realm.

Chu Zhiyuan helplessly withdrew his gaze.

Huang Zhengyang curiously asked: "Is it ineffective on you, Mr. Chu?"

"Useless." Chu Zhiyuan said: "Seems due to the Cultivation Technique I practice."

With Heavenly Illusion Pavilion present, external entities can hardly pull oneself into the Illusion Realm.

Huang Zhengyang said: "Does Heavenly Sword Sect’s Cultivation Technique have Exorcism wonders? Doesn’t seem so."

Then his eyes lit up with a smile: "Seems I was wrong, the Feixue Cave Mansion?"

Is this Feixue Cave Mansion not as fictitious as I guessed?

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head and laughed: "Might be related to the Demon Suppressing Saber."

"I see." Huang Zhengyang was suddenly enlightened.

He certainly knew Chu Zhiyuan’s Demon Suppressing Saber was astonishingly powerful, a Miracle Technique indeed.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "Should we keep it for study or destroy it outright?" 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

"Can you destroy it?" Huang Zhengyang suddenly drew his sword, thrusting it fiercely at the statue’s knee.

"Ding..."

In the clear ringing, his body stiffened unable to move, the Longsword flew out of his hand.

Guo Qingyuan quickly flew in, caught the Longsword, returned it to Huang Zhengyang.

Huang Zhengyang regained his mobility, rubbed his right shoulder: "Can’t destroy it."

Yu Xiang said: "Director, it looks like gold, but it’s just a layer externally, much like the Evil Venerable statues we found."

Guo Qingyuan snorted: "If it were really gold, that would be good."

A gold statue would be soft, easier to destroy.

But this statue is merely covered with a layer of gold dust, inside is a strange material, indestructible.

They looked at Chu Zhiyuan.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "Worthy of a try."

"Then destroy it!" Huang Zhengyang said: "Long night means trouble, endless hassles."

Chu Zhiyuan placed his hand on the Evil Venerable Statue, the touch icy cold.

Such bright sunlight continuously shone, yet its surroundings lacked warmth, like icy cold.

Yu Xiang and Guo Qingyuan watched him curiously, half believing.

They’d heard the Evil Venerable statues had been destroyed in the department, a big trouble thoroughly resolved.

But no one mentioned how it was done, who resolved it.

Now they faintly guessed it was Chu Zhiyuan, also clarifying why Huang Zhengyang treated him with such respect.

Chu Zhiyuan withdrew his hand, drew his sword, and leaped up.

Reaching mid-air, equal in height to the statue, the Shadowless Divine Sword lightly sliced down.

The blade tip slashed down the middle of the statue’s brow, all the way to the abdomen, then leapt again, the blade tip slashed down from another face’s brow, then leapt again, slashed down from the third face’s brow.

He gracefully landed, returned the sword to its sheath.

"Sizzle!"

"Sizzle!"

"Sizzle!"

In a soft whistling, three fine lines appeared on the statue’s body, extending from the brow of three faces down to the legs.

"Boom boom boom boom..."

A dull sound echoed inside the statue, continuously resounded.

Cracks appeared on its body, rapidly spreading.

Within seven or eight breaths, it spread all over, akin to a fine net enveloping it.

"Crash!"

It transformed into a pile of fragments, thumb-sized pieces scattered everywhere, only a thin layer of gold dust visible.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled satisfactorily.

Yu Xiang and Guo Qingyuan admired him with expressions of approval.

"Destroying it means one less big trouble," Huang Zhengyang smiled: "If it weren’t for you, Mr. Chu, we wouldn’t have managed!"

Chu Zhiyuan said: "Director, no need for politeness. It’s a new Evil Venerable, right? So conspicuous, should’ve been discovered long ago?"

Why not discovered, likely just recently appeared.

That means Evil Venerable statues are increasing, becoming more numerous.

Huang Zhengyang frowned.

Chu Zhiyuan’s expression suddenly changed slightly.

The pile of fragments suddenly started glowing, gentle white light seeped from within, gathered together, like a pool of clear water soaking them.

Huang Zhengyang and the others looked over in amazement.

"What is this...?" Huang Zhengyang frowned.

Chu Zhiyuan’s face was stern: "Director, let’s leave first."

Huang Zhengyang was puzzled: "Hmm—?"

"A vast power is descending, best to avoid." Chu Zhiyuan said.

He looked up at the sky.

Huang Zhengyang solemnly said: "Then let’s go!"

Without pretending to be strong, crucial times merit avoidance, his form flickered, ran toward a distant place.

Chu Zhiyuan leaped, running alongside him.

They quickly arrived at the opposite peak, watched the small stones enwrapped by gentle light.

Then saw those small stones start to float, lifted by an invisible force, beginning to gather again.

Only within about ten breaths, a statue reformed.

These small stones reassembled into the previous statue, identical.

No lines or cracks are visible between the small stones, utterly one piece.

Remarkably, it gleamed with golden light throughout.

Each time the small stones’ outside, covered with gold dust, faced outward.

This means each small stone returned to its original position.

This has transcended Martial Arts, incredible.

Chu Zhiyuan looked up at the statue’s form, faintly feeling a violent power descending.

Now, as the statue restored, the violent power had vanished.

Huang Zhengyang’s face turned unsightly.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "Director, I’ll try again."

"Thanks." Huang Zhengyang slowly said: "Be careful."

Chu Zhiyuan nodded in agreement, floated toward the statue, reached its height again, drew the Shadowless Divine Sword slicing down.

...

A quarter hour later, Chu Zhiyuan and the others solemnly stared at the rebuilt statue on the opposite peak.

It had once again reformed from a pile of small stones into a golden, glowing statue.

Truly indestructible.