Chapter 140: Such Peculiarity

Just as they were recovering their breath and internal energy, ready to regain their strength, an unexpected change occurred!

Suddenly, the cave trembled with a rumbling noise. The walls around the cave quivered violently, as if the heavens were collapsing, the earth was splitting, and mountains were shifting. Before the five of them could react and rush out, the ground beneath their feet suddenly sank, revealing an irregular pit with a loud crash.

At the same moment, as the pit deepened, various figures began to emerge. Once they regained their footing, they could clearly see that numerous statues of real people, Daoists, Celestial Lords, True Lords, Manjushri Bodhisattvas, and other true beings and their mounts had suddenly appeared around them.

Each statue held various magical treasures. The scene was dazzling: yellow dragon jade cauldrons, golden lion dragon pillars, golden bell heavenly seals, Bagua cloaks and yin-yang mirrors, Immortal-Slaying Swords, Taiji illusion maps, nine-headed lions, white elephant Wu hooks, lotus-seated jade purification vases, immortal-binding ropes, demon-subduing pestles, heart-piercing nails, four-not-like divine whips, apricot-yellow flags, water-dividing banners, and countless others. Gods, demons, and spirits of every sort were present, each exuding an imposing and terrifying aura, as if they were ready to devour the five intruders.

Suddenly, the cave shook again. To their shock, the fierce statues seemed to come alive, moving swiftly. These malevolent divine statues raised their magical weapons and struck toward the five with terrifying speed! Astonishingly agile and lively, these statues moved as if they were living beings. What followed was a fierce battle as He Zhixing and the others scrambled to defend themselves against the relentless attacks of these vicious divine statues.

What was even more bewildering was that these statues, as solid as bronze heads and iron arms, could not be shattered no matter how hard they were struck. After each blow, they continued their assault as if untouched, no longer mere lifeless sculptures but living warriors. The scene defied belief.

The cave became a battlefield where the five faced the formation of these vicious divine statues. The incessant sounds of pounding and clashing echoed throughout the cavern, shrouding it in gloom. The statues rotated swiftly, their movements as nimble and precise as those of highly skilled martial artists. One careless moment could see any of the five knocked down, teetering on the brink of defeat.

The terrifying whoosh of weapons as these statues rode mythical mounts and wielded magical treasures filled the air. “Damn, the mastermind behind this formation is unbelievably formidable!” He Zhixing cursed silently.

At this moment, Master Jinyun, the Korean monk Park Tingzhen, the High Priest Liu Tian’s father, and Master Hailian were all flustered but fighting with all their might against these bronze-headed, iron-armed living statues in a life-or-death struggle.

There was no safe spot within the cave where one could hide for a moment’s respite. The cave trembled continuously, and the mud statues roamed every corner with agility. Any pause, any moment of hesitation, and several ferocious living statues on their mounts would charge fiercely at the person, allowing no rest at all. It was as if these living statues possessed some sort of spiritual awareness, instinctively knowing where the human energy was and striking first at wherever a foot was placed.

He Zhixing and the others dared not stray too far from one another, knowing their survival depended on coordination. They had suffered badly when separated without cooperation, so gradually they developed a tactical formation. The five formed an attack circle, focusing their assaults on the statues that charged fiercely toward them, fighting off their relentless blows.

Fortunately, these living statues were made of mud, and despite the fierce battle, fragments of the mud began to chip and fall off their bodies. This gave the five a flicker of hope, proving that these statues were not invincible. They all thought, “I refuse to believe that these mud statues cannot be broken or destroyed!”

Thus, they fought with all their strength, struggling to endure. Seeing the scattered pieces of mud on the ground brought them joy and renewed their fighting spirit. They even grabbed some sharp stones from the earth, wielding them as weapons to battle the living mud statues with desperate resolve.

They held only one conviction: no matter how exhausted, they would wear you down and crush you in the end!