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.@@novelbin@@

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.

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