“Elder Wen? Why are you here?” Chen Daoming looked at Wen Renshi with a puzzled look.
“I came here following the Soul Devouring Insect!” Wen Renshi said.
“It’s down there?”
“That’s fine, let’s set up a formation and catch it!” Chen Daoming said.
“No, it’s still running forward!” Wen Renshi said as he ran forward.
“Elder Wen, there is no road over there!”
“Let’s follow them to see it!”
The crowd followed Wen Renshi and sprinted.
Arriving in front of a rock wall, everyone stopped.
“The Soul Devouring Insect drilled through?” Chen Daoming asked.
“Shhh!” Wen Renshi made a quiet gesture. He lowered his head to listen more carefully.
A moment later, he looked at the crowd and spoke in a low voice, “There seems to be something attracting it down here, and it wants to hunt!”
“Hunting? Elder Wen, what can attract the Soul Devouring Insect?”
“What else can it be but a soul!”
The crowd was shocked, and a trace of fear appeared on their faces.
“What exactly is down here?” Chen Daoming asked.
“It’s probably some kind of remnant soul!” Wen Renshi said.
He just finished saying those words when the ground trembled and shook violently.
The rock wall in front of him cracked open.
Immediately after that,
The rock wall burst open directly, like a bomb, and attacked the crowd.
The crowd flew out backward like a kite with a broken string and landed heavily on the ground. Those with insufficient strength were injured and spat blood. They struggled to get up, and their pupil contracted from what they saw.
In front of them was an incomparably huge cave. In the middle of the cave, ahead of them stood a statue. The enormous statue was about a thousand meters high.
Below the statue, a group of immortal cultivators fell to the ground, screaming in agony. At the foot of the statue, there was a small mountain-like piece of Five Spirit Immortal Gold that strongly stimulated the crowd’s eyes.
“Five Spirit Immortal gold?” Xiang Shichen could not help but let out a cry of alarm.
“Don’t move, this place is weird!” A loud shout woke up Xiang Shichen.
Chen Daoming stood up, and after glancing at Wen Renshi and Mu Bing, he led the two of them and walked towards the cave. Their eyes swept the surrounding, not daring to be the least bit careless.
“Ouch, it really hurts! Whose freaking idea was this?!”
Su Yiling struggled to stand with an occasional shout. Her glance was just in time to see Chen Daoming and others.
“Leader Chen!?” She broke into a run and quickly rushed to Chen Daoming.
“Elder Su, what brings you here?”
Chen Daoming and the others also looked stunned.
“This!” Su Yiling took out a sculpture’s severed arm and handed it to Chen Daoming, “The Young Master sent me to send this over!”
“This?” Chen Daoming took the broken arm and examined it left and right with a puzzled look.
“Where is Leader Luo?” Chen Daoming asked.
“Master has gone to look for the Old Man Jiuyou, and she won’t be back for a while!” Su Yiling said.
“Then you are?” Chen Daoming asked.
“I went to the Young Master’s ……”
Su Yiling Su Yiling recounted the situation where she selected the broken arm. Chen Daoming held this arm and secretly frowned.
Why did the Young Master send such an arm over? Was it to make me cut my own arm? To better cultivate the dao of the sword? That shouldn’t be, it’s more flexible with two arms. If a sword immortal loses an arm, it will affect his body coordination. In that case, could it be that it was for Elder Wen to cut his own arm?
Thinking like this, Chen Daoming looked at Wen Renshi, and his eyes were directly fixed on his arm.
“Leader Chen, why are you looking at me like that?” Wen Renshi looked apprehensive.
“Young Master told you to cut off your own arm, figure it out yourself!”
As these words came out.
It was as if there was a thunderstorm on top of Wen Renshi’s head. He stood dumbfounded, full of disbelief.
“Leader Chen, what is this matter about?” Wen Renshi asked.
“What does it mean for the Young Master to send a broken arm sculpture over? Isn’t it a sign that we must cut our own arm?” Chen Daoming said.
They nodded in unison.
“But why must it be this old man? Not you, Leader Chen?” Wen Renshi asked.
“It’s simple, I practice sword dao, so I need to hold the sword with both hands for a strong explosive power! There won’t be any progress in this lifetime if I cut an arm … Young Master naturally knows this!”
“As for you, practicing sword dao with one arm is completely sufficient. As for Elder Mu and Elder Su, are you willing to let them cut their own arms? Is the Young Master willing to see their arms broken?”
Chen Daoming’s words left Wen Renshi speechless. Wen Renshi took out his immortal sword, and his hands trembled.
“Since it is the Young Master’s request, not to mention cutting an arm, I wouldn’t frown even if I had to cut my head!”
After saying that, Wen Renshi picked up the long sword and looked at Chen Daoming, “Which arm should I cut?”
Chen Daoming picked up the sculpture and looked at it, frowning slightly, “This looks like the left arm, you ought to cut the left arm!”
The hand rose, and the sword fell.
Blood splattered, and the arm fell to the ground.
Su Yiling let out a scream and turned her head away. Mu Bing also frowned slightly, and she did not dare to look.
Wen Renshi called on his immortal power to stop the injury. He said nothing during the whole process.
“The arm has been cut, what should we do now?” Wen Renshi said.
“Look!” Chen Daoming pointed at Wen Renshi’s cut arm and let out a cry of surprise.
The crowd narrowed their eyes and looked, and their pupils contracted.
They saw Wen Renshi’s severed arm turned into wisps of blood, forming a line of blood which flew into the mouth of the statue and disappeared.
“It is devouring qi and blood, this … is not a statue, I’m afraid it’s some kind of demon ancestor!” Chen Daoming said.
“What?” Their scalps went numb, and their faces changed slightly.
Wen Renshi was full of excitement and nodded secretly.
“Young Master really has a divine plan, letting this old man cut his own arm just to draw out the devil race!”
“Here I come.”
After saying that, Wen Renshi rushed up, poured his internal force into the right hand, raising the immortal sword, and slashed the sword aimed at the statue’s head.
The air rumbled and formed airwaves. It sent an arc of sword aura that could tear anything. In the blink of an eye, it was about to cut off the statue’s head.
At this time.
The air in front of the sword qi suddenly vibrated with layers of ripples.
An old man dressed in red blood robes and holding a long staff emerged from the ripples. He pointed his long staff forward.
The air shook as a white light blasted directly at the sword aura.
A loud boom sounded.
The blood-robed old man and Wen Renshi both retreated. Both party had a scowl as they stabilized their body.
“That’s the Demon Pharaoh!”
At this time, a cry of alarm rang out.
The cultivators’ faces below changed dramatically. They retreated into a group and shivered.
“This fella is quite strong! Old Five, come and help this old man!” The blood-robed old man shouted.
“Yes, Third Brother!”
An old woman dressed in a red blood robe appeared behind Wen Renshi. The two of them surrounded Wen Renshi, one in the front while the other at the back.
The crowd had not yet awakened from their shock.
At that moment.
“Woosh! Swoosh! Woosh!”
Three consecutive sounds rang out.
Three figures surrounded the statue in three directions, and they glanced coldly at the crowd below. Especially the withered old man, the pair of eyes that couldn’t turn stared directly at Su Yiling.
“You two, kill them and resurrect the old ancestor!”
“This old man will handle that little girl!”
“Yes, Grand Pharaoh!”
The two of them waved the long staff in their hands after they were done speaking.