519: C519 Your Ancestor's Statue Is Going to Fall

C519 Your Ancestor's Statue Is Going to Fall

"Ye Yang, if you have time to scare me, why don't you think of a way to get rid of your prison?"

Loong Fangtu said in a cold voice.

Ye Yang looked into the distance at the huge statue of Hidden Dragon Sect.

This statue was the old ancestor of Hidden Dragon Sect, fang Qianlong. It was built halfway up the mountain and was about forty meters tall. It was on par with the Great Buddha of Mount Le in Chuan Province.

Fang Qianlong's gigantic statue was also the spiritual pillar of the Hidden Dragon Sect.

For nearly a hundred years, countless disciples of the Hidden Dragon Sect had been raising their heads to look at the statue, practicing Internal Energy, practicing martial arts, and fighting.

"Do you believe that I won't count to three? Your ancestor's statue is going to fall."

Ye Yang raised three fingers and said with a smile.

Loong Fangtu almost became a horse-faced man when he heard this.

Cursing the statue of the ancestor of Hidden Dragon Sect, what's the difference between this and digging up someone's ancestral grave?

But before Loong Fangtu could get angry, Loong Jing and the others were already furious.

They were much simpler than Loong Fangtu thought.

That was their grandmaster!

You curse my ancestor! Then I'll f * ck you to death!

Without saying another word, Loong Jing raised his fist and threw it at Ye Yang.

He had completely forgotten how Ye Yang had crushed them that day.

Ye Yang shook his head slightly. He grabbed the man's fist and pointed at the statue in the distance.

"Three."

"Two."

"One!"

With every word he said, he put away a finger.

When the three numbers fell, nothing happened.

Initially, Loong Fangtu was a little afraid, afraid that something would happen.

However, when he saw that nothing had happened, he smiled disdainfully.

Then, the ground shook violently.

Everyone was unable to maintain their balance, and their faces turned pale as they staggered.

Loong Fangtu was the most shocked.

In the entire Hua State, only Sichuan Province had so many earthquakes. In a place like Huai An, there had been no earthquakes for hundreds of years!

Why was there an earthquake today?!

This did not make sense at all.

"Sect... Sect Master!"2

Loong Fangtu was about to send someone to check if there were any damages to the sect when he saw a group of elders and disciples looking behind him with pale faces.

The heart of this forty-year-old refined sect master skipped a beat.

He saw Ye Yang's face was full of smiles.

Please don't! Please don't!

Loong Fangtu looked towards the source of the sound.

In the next moment, he fell to the ground like a pile of soft mud.

None of the surrounding disciples helped him up. They all looked in the direction of the Hidden Dragon Statue in a daze.

The spiritual symbol of the Hidden Dragon Sect, the statue of the ancestor who had lived for three hundred years and was on par with the Great Buddha of Mount Le, actually had a slight crack on his neck!

That huge head suddenly broke off from the middle of the mountain and rolled all the way to the mountain stream. It rampaged all the way, crushing the houses and destroying the spiritual field, causing a tremendous loss.

The color of blood on Loong Fangtu's face instantly disappeared.

All the people of Hidden Dragon Sect didn't dare to breathe loudly.

In a trance, they heard Ye Yang say something else.

"The destruction of the Hidden Dragon Statue is just the beginning."

"The entire Hidden Dragon Sect will be destroyed soon."

Ye Yang's voice was like the whisper of a devil, lingering in the ears of every Hidden Dragon Sect member.

For the first time, Loong Fangtu reevaluated this young Sect Master whom he had never met before.

This time, he was secretly shocked.

This person's aura was clearly restrained, and his eyes were full of vigor.

What was even more mysterious was that Loong Fangtu could not see through his cultivation realm!

He immediately wanted to curse Loong Jing.

He was afraid that this Ye Yang's true cultivation realm was even higher than his.

If he knew this earlier, he wouldn't have listened to the urging of his trusted disciple and a few old ghosts from the Liu Family.

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