Top-tier Unruly Master-Chapter 1630 - 1667: Stone Statues

Although everyone had already arrived at the entrance of the Sword Washing Pool’s cave, Guo Linn and Ah Du knew, just as Ding Fan had said, that they were utterly clueless about the situation inside the cave. Besides the Guardian Yuan Beast guarding the pool, who knows how many dangers lurked within. After all, the Sword Washing Pool was not a simple place. To obtain the treasures or fortuitous encounters within would not be so easy.

In such matters, even if you have enough strength, whether you can seize the opportunity depends on destiny.

At this moment, Ding Fan was resolute, and Guo Linn and Ah Du stopped persuading him. They knew that their strength was indeed a bit lacking compared to Ding Fan’s. Following him inside would only drag him down.

"Big brother, be careful. If you can’t handle the Yuan Beast, just shout, and we’ll rush in immediately!"

Guo Linn, eyes filled with worry, said this to big brother Ding Fan, his heart filled with gratitude. He knew if he hadn’t met big brother, he would have already perished in this Xuantian Secret Realm. Now, for the opportunity at the Sword Washing Pool, he had to let big brother take the risk. The gratitude in his heart towards Ding Fan was beyond words.

"Indeed, we will be ready outside at any moment."

Ah Du, standing to the side, also expressed his concern for Ding Fan using Divine Sense.

Ding Fan heard the two and smiled lightly, patting both on the shoulders. With a relaxed demeanor, he said to them through Divine Sense:

"Relax a bit; I’ll be fine. I’ll call you in when the time comes."

Feeling their concern, Ding Fan turned and walked out of the bushes, entering the cave.

Guo Linn and Ah Du watched as Ding Fan’s silhouette gradually disappeared into the dark cave, their faces filled with deep worry. But there was nothing they could do as the vitality here was consumed quickly, and they couldn’t afford to linger here too long.

As Ding Fan had mentioned, if the vitality in this oasis was indeed being solely consumed by one Yuan Beast, it was evident that the beast’s power was terrifying. Considering the immense vitality contained in such a vast oasis, being entirely devoured by one Yuan Beast was a testament to its dreadful might. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

Moreover, fighting such a Yuan Beast at close range would result in a massive loss of vitality. Even without starting the fight, merely standing near it would lead to a significant drain of one’s vitality, making victory exceedingly difficult.

Even a Cultivator at the Transcendance Tribulation Stage would find it challenging to deal with such a formidable Yuan Beast.

Fortunately, Ding Fan had some Supreme Rejuvenation Pills on him, which could replenish some of the vitality drained by the beast. However, a large quantity of these pills would be needed, so they couldn’t afford to spend too much time here since they had a limited supply of the pills.

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At this moment, Ding Fan stealthily concealed his aura and carefully entered the cave, feeling somewhat uneasy. He was unfamiliar with the cave’s interior, as the presence of an Ancient Formation Technique prevented his Divine Sense from thoroughly observing the inside.

Importantly, Ding Fan did not know the location of the Guardian Yuan Beast within the cave, nor could he confirm if the beast was even inside. Nonetheless, the likelihood of its presence was high as Ding Fan sensed traces of the beast’s aura with his Divine Sense.

However, the Yuan Beast’s precise location remained unknown to Ding Fan. As he ventured deeper into the cave, initially narrow but soon widening enough to accommodate five people walking side by side without feeling cramped.

The surrounding stone walls of the cave’s passageways were exceptionally smooth, appearing somewhat peculiar. Despite the cave’s dampness and its ancient origins, Ding Fan found it strange that the stone walls bore no moss, although they were wet to the touch.

The cave’s eerie silence unsettled Ding Fan as he walked. The deeper he ventured, the quieter it became, devoid of even the slightest sound. It was quite odd, as one would expect some insect noises within the cave, but there were none, signaling something strange.

Ding Fan became increasingly vigilant, harnessing his Divine Vigor to be ready for any unexpected occurrences.

He had already consumed another Supreme Rejuvenation Pill, and as he delved deeper into the cave, he noticed a rapid depletion of his vitality. Outside the cave, one pill could sustain him for two days, but now, even one pill a day seemed insufficient.

Quickly consuming two more Rebirth Pills, Ding Fan felt they should sustain him against the day’s vitality consumption.

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As Ding Fan continued to delve deeper into the cave, he felt a sense of doubt creeping into his heart as he looked at the seemingly endless cavern before him. Just how deep is this cave? Because Ding Fan’s Divine Sense was blocked by the Ancient Formation Technique within the cave, he couldn’t see its end.

A few minutes later, Ding Fan emerged from the cave passage, entering a hall-like space. The hall appeared to be a well-structured polygon, roughly twenty to thirty meters in diameter, with a flat stone-embedded floor beneath. It didn’t seem particularly special, but when Ding Fan looked upward, he couldn’t help but feel a tinge of awe.

Above Ding Fan’s head was no longer the low, cramped passage from before but something much grander and more imposing. The ceiling reached about ten meters high, shaped like an inverted bowl, with numerous stone statues carved into the walls. The statues depicted robust and diverse figures, both male and female, young and old. One figure that caught Ding Fan’s attention was a small Guardian Yuan Beast.

This Yuan Beast appeared quite small, resembling a cub. However, Ding Fan could tell it was by no means ordinary; it was clear that if the beast were to grow, it would become an extraordinarily terrifying existence.

As Ding Fan gazed at the stone statues, he found the lifelike carvings of people, scenes, or the Yuan Beast captivating, drawing him into an immersive experience. In a trance, scenes from an ancient era began to unfold in his mind.

It was a seemingly ordinary village, inhabited by many simple villagers who lived a peaceful, uneventful life, seemingly isolated from the era of ancient powerful figures, much like a Shangri-La.

But then, one day, a war between two neighboring countries reached their village. To the two kingdoms, this ordinary place was utterly insignificant, so both kings ordered the destruction of the village for victory if necessary.

As per the kings’ orders, the village quickly turned into a battlefield for the two nations. However, as the village’s chief, an ordinary farmer, he actively went to persuade the leaders of both armies, hoping to spare his village from the ravages of war.

Yet, since the commanders were carrying out the kings’ commands, how could they possibly heed the words of a mere village chief? Consequently, one commander secretly arranged for archers to kill the chief discreetly, aiming to leave no trace for the opposing nation to seize upon.

However, unbelievably, this unremarkable chief withstood the arrows of dozens of archers unscathed. An ordinary villager rendered seasoned soldiers helpless, infuriating this commander.

The commander, disregarding any ethical concerns from the opposing forces, directly deployed dozens of soldiers to capture this village chief, whom he considered an ant. However, every soldier sent was killed by the chief. Finally, anyone sent by the commander or even skilled cultivators was decisively slain by the chief. In a fury, the chief strode boldly to the army’s gate, proclaiming that if they wanted the war to destroy the village, they would have to step over his dead body first!

Afterward, the chief stood alone, a barrier that thousands couldn’t break!

An entire nation’s army was halted by the chief alone, unable to advance. This made the commander realize that the chief was no ordinary person. However, the king’s order was clear: defeat the enemy nation. But being bogged down by the chief wasn’t a viable solution, leaving the commander at a loss.

As the commander racked his brains for a solution, the other side’s army dispatched an elite unit to sneak into the village, aiming to seize this strategically critical location. Under the cover of darkness, this elite unit began a gruesome massacre of women and children, leaving countless dead and injured.

When the villagers realized what was happening, the women and children in the village had already suffered grievous casualties. Witnessing this scene, many villagers were overwhelmingly grief-stricken and filled with rage, their mournful cries echoing across the plains, even awakening the emperors of both nations from their slumber.

"Chief! We can tolerate no more! Let’s take action!"

A middle-aged blacksmith in the village shouted, his voice like thunder in the sky. He then leapt into the air, a large saber mysteriously appearing in his hand, and fiercely struck at his blacksmith shop. A massive Blade Gleam erupted from the saber, shattering the shop, sending numerous weapons flying out.

It turned out that the blacksmith shop was made entirely from various weapons, an incredible sight. Consequently, the villagers leapt up, seizing the airborne weapons, their auras surging dramatically. Besides the surviving women and children, every male villager exuded power that, even on these plains, marked them as elite among elite, standing out even across the entire continent.

The village chief, still blocking the gate, sighed softly as he observed the situation in the village.

"These old fellows are coming out of their retirement; the world is going to be in chaos... When will the days of old return?"

The chief sighed slightly and departed, heading into the dark forest. Before long, he vanished into the darkness. The chief, having no children or family, was alone, knowing that returning to the village was no longer an option for him.

"Those old folks are unlikely to remain quiet now..."

As the chief departed, chaos swiftly engulfed the military camp, filled with cries of anguish. The soldiers wailed, and the commander’s head was already mounted atop the highest watchtower...