This shock was no small matter.

The stone statues were not refined by them. The method of refining the Great Ming King Demon Statue had long been lost. These few were found in the ruins. All thirty-four of their fellow disciples had tried, and the “fear” in their seven emotions had all been cut off, even causing the death of three.

Yet, only the eight of them could merge with the stone statues.

Every piece of rubble on the statue was an indispensable part of the Great Ming King Demon Statue. If any part was missing, its combat power would decrease accordingly.

“Clang!” A bell rang, and a bronze bell came from the opposite side. Ge Hong crossed his hands to block it, but was pushed back a hundred feet. The huge sound wave overturned the clouds in the sky, reaching Qingyuan. The protective array of Qingyuan Sect lit up, creaking as it blocked the attack.

What fell into Qingyuan Mountain was a pure thunderous sound.

Ge Hong pulled himself out of the mountain. The Great Ming King Demon Statue and the real Traverse Heaven Realm had a gap after all. Without magic power, he could only fight with pure physical strength. His hair was gone, and his combat power was weakened.

He looked back at Qingyuan, looking towards the direction of the Suppression Prison, and saw a Dragon Turtle next to Old Taoist Ge, emitting an extreme temptation.

The hair of the statue had been refined by it.

Was this the Divine Beast disciple that his uncle had accepted? He had left in a hurry on the day of the prison break and didn’t even have time to see him. By calculation, the Dragon Turtle had a closer relationship with him than others.

But, he really wanted to hit it!

“Come here!”

Ge Hong reached out and grabbed. Su He only had time to throw Feng Yaya on his back to Old Taoist Ge, then he flew out uncontrollably, and was pressed on the head by Ge Hong’s stone statue: “Hold on tight, Turtle!”

Su He clung to his head with his four claws, looking confused.

“What are you confused about? You refined my… spit! You refined my hair, shouldn’t you give me a hat now?”

“Don’t be stunned, connect your Qi!”

Su He was even more confused. How to connect this thing?

Should he send spiritual power into it?

Su He turned his spiritual power around and sent it to the bald head below through his belly shell.

“Spit, spit, spit! What are you trying to do, Turtle? I’m not dead yet, and you want to refine the Great Ming King Demon Statue?” Ge Hong spat out his spiritual power.

“How did you refine the hair, do the same now.”

Refine the head? This was Su He’s specialty.

He unfolded the Carry on Back and covered the bald head below.

Carry on Back was a divine ability of the Dragon Turtle, like an invisible fishing net. Whatever it caught, it could refine. The only problem was that the things refined by Carry on Back could only be used to enhance the external Turtle Mountain and could not help Su He to advance.

Even Carry on Back could not refine endlessly – after all, the external Turtle Mountain was carried on Su He’s back. If the external was refined to an extremely strong degree, Su He would not be able to carry it first.

“That’s right, just like that… nothing else! Just wrap it, don’t absorb, don’t absorb!” Ge Hong couldn’t see Carry on Back, but he could feel it.

The bronze bell came again from the opposite side. Ge Hong roared and punched out. The punch was filled with illusions of collapsing mountains, destroyed sects, and rivers of blood – this was the condensation of killing intent, creating illusions.

The stone fist met the bronze bell, but no sound came out. Only the mountains, sects, and blood rivers disappeared in an instant, and the bronze bell silently flew back.

The rocks on the stone fist shattered and sprayed out, then fell back onto the fist.

Only at this moment did the sound of the bell come from the void.

“Clang!”

Su He only felt his entire sea of consciousness rumbling and shaking. He was protected by the statue, and all other damage brought by the bronze bell was blocked, leaving only the sound of the bell.

“Only the physical body has the combat power of Traverse Heaven, it’s not worth worrying about. One person can suppress two Great Ming King Demon Statues.” The only female Traverse Heaven of Xuantian Sect, with her eyes closed and a bronze bell above her head, said in a deep voice.

External things were external things after all.

But two peak Demon Subduing Realms, relying on two stone statues, could hold back a Traverse Heaven Realm. The Great Ming King Demon Statue was indeed a heaven-defying existence.

Boom!

A loud noise.

A Great Ming King Demon Statue was smashed into the ground by a Traverse Heaven, and several seals fell to the ground. The statue struggled but could not retreat. It punched the ground and drilled out from the other side, breaking the ground.

The Traverse Heaven of Xuantian Sect pointed to the ground.

The ground turned into steel.

The drilling statue was immediately trapped.

Two other statues rushed over, roaring and punching open the seal, pulling out the trapped fellow.

Eight statues, two in a group, quickly formed teams, looking up at the nine Traverse Heavens of Xuantian Sect in the sky.

The rumbling in Su He’s mind subsided, and he felt suffocated.

Why should he, a turtle, participate in such a high-end situation?!

Not to mention the long growth cycle of the Dragon Turtle, even according to the normal turtle, he was just a half-grown turtle – he hadn’t even reached the mating period yet!

Laughter from Luo Rujin came: “Does Sect Leader Feng plan to stop Xuantian with these eight statues? Isn’t this wishful thinking?”

If Qingyuan Sect only relied on the Great Ming King Demon Statue to subdue the Fire Velvet Wood Tung, Qingyuan could be broken!

He looked behind the statues, at the other twenty or so Demon Subduing Realms.

There were also twenty-three Demon Subduing Realms, plus the seven meridians within Qingyuan Sect, each meridian had about four or five Demon Subduing Realms, but not all of them were in the sect. At this moment, there were still thirteen people on the battlefield outside the domain.

But there were still quite a few left. Luo Rujin came this time, only brought nine Traverse Heavens, and thirty Demon Subduing Realms. The steward… if he could not be used, try not to use him. It would lower his evaluation in his grandfather’s heart.

He waved his hand down: “Elder Ku, stay behind, keep an eye on Feng Yiju, other elders, don’t separate, join hands to break the Great Ming King Demon Statue, other disciples, form a formation, kill the enemy!”

He shouted towards the direction of the east cloud: “All sects of Dongyun, listen to my order! Assist Xuantian in breaking Qingyuan, if anyone dares to slack off, we will not show mercy in destroying your sect after the event!”

Excited voices came from Dongyun Mountain: “The command of the Chaotic Bamboo Sword Sect is received!”

It was the voice that had confronted Feng Yiju earlier.

“The command of the Bitter Bamboo Temple is received!”

“The Yao Shen Sect has received the order!”

“Hong Cui Tower…”

Voices echoed one after another.

Feng Yiju turned his head towards Dongyun Mountain and said solemnly, “The feud between Qingyuan Sect and Xuantian Sect is not a personal one. You all should reflect on its origin. Don’t plunge our sect into injustice. The great battle has just begun. If you are willing to leave, the previous promises will still be honored, and all losses will be borne by Qingyuan alone!”

The laughter of the sect leader of the Luazhu Sword Sect came, “Feng Yiju, you really have muddled your mind. Where does Dongyun Mountain get its sense of justice and injustice?”

Another voice came over, “Does Sect Leader Feng want to talk about justice? What about Zuo Su’er, Mu Tu, and Peng Po? Shouldn’t Qingyuan Sect give an explanation? The number of comrades who have died in Dongyun in the past ten days is more than the total of the past hundred years! Qingyuan Sect deserves to die!”

Southwest of Dongyun, Fengming Mansion.

Fengming Mansion had already sealed the mountain, and the mountain gate was closed on the day of the battle between Chi Yang and Huo Rong.

At this moment, the top disciple of the True Transmission stood beside the Sect Leader, “Master, Xuantian is going to annihilate Qingyuan Sect, aren’t we from Fengming Mansion going to participate?”

Participating now would not only win the favor of Xuantian Sect, but also bring substantial gains.

The master of Fengming Mansion shook his head, “There are hundreds of sects in Dongyun Mountain. Since ten thousand years ago, there have been no less than twenty leaders. Where are they now? If Fengming Mansion participates in the slaughter of Qingyuan today, we will be the leader of Dongyun tomorrow, and that’s not far from the destruction of the sect.”

He looked in the direction of Qingyuan Sect. The news revealed by Feng Yiju today was too shocking. Two leading sects from different realms were destroyed by the prison ghost…

What role did Xuantian Sect play in this?

He murmured to himself, “Don’t be too strong, don’t be too weak, always being the third in Dongyun is just right.”