Chapter Six: The Awakening of the Statue

Jie Peiling, upon hearing the voice, turned his head toward its source. He saw that the sigh came from a towering ancient tree beside the main hall, and it was the voice of a young girl.

Jie Peiling nodded and expressed his thanks. Then, he connected all the pale red silk threads at his hands. Following the instructions recorded in the "Immortal Elder’s Supreme Taiji Chongxuan Heart Transmission," he formed a simple boxing stance and dashed toward the main hall. As he approached, he saw a shimmering layer of light and shadow hovering between reality and illusion.

He raised his fist and struck repeatedly.

“Fool, that formation is powerful enough to imprison even the City God himself. Even he couldn’t escape it, let alone you. You’d better save your strength. While that female cultivator hasn’t acted against you yet, why not run? Leave this place early, or next time someone like you breaks in, it’ll end like the two before.”

From the girl’s voice, Jie Peiling sensed no contempt but a matter-of-fact statement.

Yet he refused to believe in such superstition.

Summoning all his strength, he delivered a fierce punch. The red energy surging from his body rose like a blazing sun. When it struck the formation, it rang out like a massive bell, sending rippling waves of red outward, shaking the entire square in an instant.

The woman in plain white screamed piercingly, shattering eardrums. Thick smoke billowed from the hidden silk threads scattered across the square.

“Ah... what are you doing? You’re going to get us killed with your recklessness! I don’t want to die yet! If... if I really die here today, when we walk the path of yin and yang together, don’t let me catch you. If I do, you’ll be the first one I curse to death. What bad luck... I’m not dead yet, and you’re already driving me crazy with your impulsiveness!”

Seeing this scene, the girl scolded Jie Peiling for acting on his own accord. She shifted, and the tinkling of her dress sounded like chimes. With each step, lotus blossoms appeared beneath her feet. Graceful and elegant, clad in white and wielding a sword, she was a sight to behold.

The woman in plain white, with eyes growing from her hair, sneered mockingly, clearly dismissing such petty tricks.

She merely extended two skeletal hands.

"Clap, clap..."

At the sound, inside the City God’s main hall at the front of the square, the martial and civil god statues flanking the City God suddenly cracked. Soon, it was as if their outer layer peeled away; dust and stone chips flew everywhere. Then, as if reflected in a mirror, they stepped forward with a thunderous stomp onto the stone floor.

The two statues strode boldly over the threshold, raising their long spears high and striking down fiercely toward Jie Peiling at the front. The other statue held a brush in one hand and a book in the other. With the brush sweeping horizontally over the book, ethereal pale spirits emerged, rushing toward the girl like blooming flowers from a magical pen.

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