Chapter 609: Chapter 616: Legend of the Ancient War God! Soul Chain Skill! (Second Update)
Leaving aside whether this gorge was indeed the location of the Heavenly Machine Lock, the miraculous, sculpted creations alone were a marvel.
Yang Zhen looked at these two statues with awe, eyes gradually revealing a hint of confusion.
Based on the attire of these two statues, they didn’t belong to any race or people that Yang Zhen was familiar with, or at least none he had encountered before.
Having noticed Yang Zhen’s confusion, Gong Sanhe laughed and explained, “These are ancient war gods, powerful beings from legend, not seen since the ancient times, let alone the age of the cosmos. Today, these legends about these ancient war gods have already lost their legacy.”
“Ancient war gods?”
Yang Zhen’s eyes gleamed with interest and he curiously asked Gong Sanhe, “What kind of strength did these war gods possess? Their weapons look rather unusual.”
They reminded him of the legendary Square Sky Halberd. At this time, most practitioners preferred to use swords; the use of knives and alternative weapons was rather rare, which made Yang Zhen feel somewhat surprised.
Recovering from his shock, Ding Chun scoffed upon hearing Yang Zhen’s words, saying, “The ancient war gods were beings capable of fighting with the gigantic dragons and phoenixes. That realm far surpasses human comprehension. As the saying goes, only the legendary Kylin can compare to a war god in terms of strength.”
Yang Zhen’s eyes immediately widened. Unfazed by Ding Chun’s scornful tone in his words, he murmured, “Damn, so the Kylin is such a badass, huh?”
“What did you say?” Ding Chun asked, frowning.
“Nothing!” Yang Zhen said dismissively, “Seeing as it’s such a powerful being, why should it be relegated to playing the gatekeeper to the Heavenly Machine Lock? It appears that even these so-called ancient war gods have to survive under the will of Heaven and Earth.”
Ding Chun and Wen Yuning’s faces underwent a sudden change, and they looked at Yang Zhen in shock.
Gong Sanhe stared at Yang Zhen with a strange look on his face, took a deep breath, and finally said thoughtfully after a glance at Yang Zhen, “The will of Heaven and Earth is the root of its existence. No creature can surpass the might of Heaven and Earth. This has been the rule since ancient times. Little Li, there’s no need to ponder this matter.”
Yang Zhen just shrugged it off with a smile.
Even though Gong Sanhe made light of it, Yang Zhen didn’t take it seriously. He was far from reaching these lofty issues, so thinking about them now was useless.
Ding Chun and Wen Yuning exchanged glances, both observed Yang Zhen with a curious look. In particular, Ding Chun, there was a hint of absurdity in his gaze as he looked at Yang Zhen, as if he were a madman or simply beneath his notice.
“Let’s go down!”
Gong Sanhe, not wishing to discuss this matter further, smiled and said to the others.
They had reached this place already; there was no reason not to proceed further. As the three slowly proceeded towards the gorge, they found themselves suddenly back where they started, staring flabbergasted at the gargantuan toes of the ancient war god statue.
Shrugging, Yang Zhen said, “Well, there you have it. Obviously, there’s some sort of restriction here that makes this place like a labyrinth. We were moving in a straight line all along the gorge, but somehow we ended up back at the start.”
Frowning, Ding Chun said, “Could it be that we have already passed through the gorge and those two statues of ancient war gods are different ones?”
“We’ll see about that!”
Yang Zhen took out the Great Missing Sword and swung it towards the toe of the ancient war god statue. But Ding Chun hurriedly stopped him.
“What are you doing!” Ding Chun looked incredulously at Yang Zhen and hastily reprimanded him, “Stop kidding around. You cannot offend the ancient war gods!”
Yang Zhen was stunned, “It’s just a statue. Can it actually take offense to something?”
Just a mere statue, could it really possess the will of a war god?
“Yes!”
Wen Yuning suddenly interjected, “According to legend, ancient war gods were able to mirror the heavens and earth, possessing countless forms. These two life-like statues could perhaps be one of the forms of the ancient war gods!”
Yang Zhen exclaimed in surprise, and examined the statue once again, awestruck, while shouldering the Great Missing Sword.
Turns out, embodiment in the form of statues really does exist, but Yang Zhen had a hard time believing the two statues he was looking at were representations of war gods.
What kind of war god would leave their embodiment in this place for such a long time? Moreover, there were two, guarding a Heavenly Machine Lock together. Didn’t ancient war gods have any dignity? Any war god worth their salt would be lofty and aloof. If there was only one, Yang Zhen might have believed it, but two? He chuckled at that thought, suspecting it was someone’s ploy to scare others by placing two bogus war gods without apparent credentials.
Looking at Ding Chun and Wen Yuning who stared at Yang Zhen anxiously, Yang Zhen assured hurriedly, “Alright, I won’t smash it!”
Just as Ding Chun and Wen Yuning breathed a sigh of relief and exchanged relieved looks, there was a loud bang that startled them into changing color and crying aloud.
Yang Zhen put away the Great Missing Sword and stared warily at the two war gods. After a breathless moment of waiting and seeing that the two big war god statues were still motionless, he shrugged, saying, “See, nothing happened!”
“You!”
Ding Chun looked pale and there was shock in his eyes. He gawked at Yang Zhen, “Have you gone mad? How could you dare to try such a thing casually?”
Wen Yuning too, shook her head, seemingly unhappy with Yang Zhen’s behavior.
Yang Zhen couldn’t explain to the trio the principle of one mountain not allowing two tigers, but what was done was done. So he turned towards Gong Sanhe, “Old man, I’ve left my mark. Shall we head out again?”
Gong Sanhe looked at Yang Zhen with a mix of amusement and disbelieving resignation and nodded, “We have no choice, do we? We’ll figure out what’s going on here first.”
As he spoke, Gong Sanhe signaled to Ding Chun and Wen Yuning. Yang Zhen knitted his eyebrows.
“Death Servant?”
Yang Zhen queried with surprise.
Sure enough, there was some disturbance in the distance. Those guys had actually managed to catch up and so fast at that.
Ding Chun and Wen Yuning didn’t look all that good either. They nodded subtly in response to Yang Zhen’s questioning.
Gong Sanhe sneered, turned and walked further in. He opened his mouth to say, “Don’t mind them. Moro Palace has four sects. Judging by the aura just now, it should be someone from the Moluo Sect. As long as we don’t provoke them, they probably won’t make a move.”
Yang Zhen was confused, nearly getting lost in Gong Sanhe’s words.
Moro Palace divided into four sects, one of them being Moluo Sect. So who was the guy who had cursed Yang Zhen?
As they walked along, Yang Zhen asked Gong Sanhe, “Senior, I’ve heard of a method within one of the sects of Moro Palace that is so wicked that it can curse people?”
Hearing Yang Zhen’s words, Gong Sanhe was stupefied. He turned around and looked at Yang Zhen with a peculiar expression.
Yang Zhen looked back at Gong Sanhe in surprise, “What’s wrong? Did I say something incorrect?”
Gong Sanhe pondered for a moment, then shook his head, “Your query pertains to a sinister skill of the Moluo Sect named ‘Soul Chain Skill’.”
“What?”
Yang Zhen was startled. The Soul Chain Skill had such a creepy sound that it made his scalp tingle.
Then Wen Yuning explained, “Although Soul Chain Skill is an extremely sinister method, few disciples of the Moluo Sect are willing to use it because after using it, their own flesh and blood must be refined into a talisman and injected into the enemy’s body within a very short time. The success rate is very low and it also means certain death for the user, so…”
“So…” Yang Zhen stared in shock, before uttering, “So unless there’s a grudge like killing family members or taking wives, would anyone ever use the Soul Chain Skill?”
“Yes!” Wen Yuning answered with an odd look on her face.
Yang Zhen had the urge to find the culprit’s body and bring it back for flogging, a hundred times over.
How deep rooted was the hatred that even the people of the Moluo Sect came across as a bunch of lunatics!