462: C462 The Statue's Memory

C462 The Statue's Memory

2When Qiong Qi heard Ye Hong Tian's vulgar laughter, he couldn't help but shiver and have goosebumps all over the floor.

"Doing bad things? What do you want to do bad things? Killing, arson, or slaughtering villages and cities? " Qiong Qi slowly flew to Ye Hong Tian and asked.

He was a beast, so he had done many bad things. According to his standards, the only bad things he had done were killing people and massacring the city.

On the other side, Ye Hong Tian saw Qiong Qi mention slaughtering cities. He couldn't help but look at Qiong Qi in disdain.

"The bad things I said aren't that bad. I just want to absorb all the aura of the statues in the Pantheon Palace. If possible, I want to take the two statues made of Soul Suppressing Stones away."

After understanding Ye Hongtian's plan, Qiong Qi looked at Ye Hongtian in disdain and murmured, "What bad things are you talking about? You are laughing so wretchedly."

Qiong Qi's voice was very soft, so Ye Hong Tian didn't hear it clearly. After he said that, Qiong Qi flew back to Ye Hong Tian and lied down on his head.

"I thought there was something wrong with me. I will tell you how to stabilize the structure of the object. You can do it yourself."

As soon as Qiong Qi waved his hand, another Qiong Qi, whose body was a bit illusory, appeared in front of Ye Hong Tian and said something to him.

Ye Hong Tian looked at the illusionary Qiong Qi and curiously poked it with his finger. Then, he found that his finger had pierced through it.

"Little Qiong Qi, have you recovered your strength? This shadow is condensed from soul power, right?" Ye Hong Tian touched Qiong Qi's head and asked.

Qiong Qi reached out his claws and slapped away Ye Hong Tian's hand. He closed his eyes and said, "It's still a long time before I recover my full strength. I have only recovered part of my soul power."

"Soul power?"

Ye Hong Tian rubbed his chin and started to think after hearing Qiong Qi say that he had recovered his soul power. He frowned and looked scared. He seemed to have thought of something horrible.

Qiong Qi was an old monster who had lived for countless years. He naturally saw what Ye Hongtian was thinking about. He chuckled.

"So you are scared of me, kid. But don't worry. The soul mark on the soul source is not something you can get rid of easily."

"If you want to remove that imprint, you have to kill the person who planted it. That way, before the soul imprint destroys itself, as long as my soul power is stronger than yours, I can remove the soul imprint."

"There's another way, which is to spend a great price to find experts at the level of Demon Emperor to help you remove it. But the price will depend on the mood of those people."

When Qiong Qi finished speaking, Ye Hong Tian scratched his face and smiled awkwardly. He was really afraid that Qiong Qi would kill him after breaking the soul imprint.

While Qiong Qi was talking, Ye Hong Tian had already memorized all the words of the shadow in front of him and started experimenting with the pile of stones by his feet.

"Condense!"

With a shout, the stones around his feet slowly floated in the air and quickly pieced together.

At first, it was just an irregular stone ball, but soon it looked like a statue. In the end, it took Ye Hongtian seven minutes to perfectly restore the statue that he had absorbed earlier.

"Phew ~ It's quite simple. Keep working hard. Let's absorb the energy of the statues that nobody is studying here first. It will be a secret skill to restore the statue." Ye Hongtian placed his hands behind his back and muttered as he looked at the statue that he had created.

Arriving in front of the other statue, Ye Hongtian placed his hand on the statue and another powerful force swept out. Luckily, Ye Hongtian was prepared this time and only took a few steps back.

This time, under Ye Hongtian's careful observation, he felt a trace of his master's qi enter his body.

The reason why he didn't notice it before was that this trace of aura was really hard to detect. The second reason was that this trace of aura was refined into his own aura as soon as it entered Ye Hongtian's body.

After confirming that the qi had been refined by him, Ye Hongtian looked at the statue in front of him.

Countless cracks began to spread on the statue. In the blink of an eye, the statue was covered with cracks and was about to turn into broken stones.

When the statue was about to break, a magical force squeezed the cracks together. Then, the cracks on the statue recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"This time, it only took two minutes. It's much faster. I reckon that tomorrow at noon, I should be able to take care of all the sculptures in the Ten Thousand Temple." Ye Hongtian patted the statue's head and said to himself.1

Just like that, Ye Hongtian continued to absorb the aura of the statues in the Wan Sacred Hall, restoring all the statues that were about to break after absorbing their aura.

It didn't take long for Ye Hongtian to absorb all the aura of the statues that no one was comprehending, leaving only the statues that others were comprehending.

Ye Hongtian slowly walked to the back of a statue. He whistled and pretended to be passing by. He reached out his hand and touched the statue. Then, he used the secret technique Qiong Qi taught him to stabilize the statue.

Although there were still a few cracks on the statue, it was repaired in an instant. Those disciples who were studying the statue were more serious and didn't notice the change in the statue.

Even if that person noticed, Ye Hong Tian had already left the back of the statue. No one knew what had happened.

According to this method, Ye Hongtian absorbed most of the statues. After absorbing those statues, Ye Hongtian felt that the aura on his body had been sublimated and there seemed to be something more in his head.

"Is this... the memories of the statues? Why do the statues have memories?"

Ye Hongtian stood in a corner and checked the extra memories in his head. These memories recorded what happened in the Wan Sacred Hall. Most of the meaningless memories were shattered by Ye Hongtian.

"Hm? This is the scene when the Sword Sect's Sect Master broke through four realms in a row?" Ye Hongtian closed his eyes and revealed a surprised expression.

In his mind, a handsome man was sitting cross-legged in front of a statue. After an unknown amount of time, a pale white mist suddenly came out of the statue. It entered the body of the Sword Sect's Sect Master, and then the aura of a breakthrough emanated from the body of the Sword Sect's Sect Master.

In Ye Hongtian's eyes, although the Sword Sect's Sect Master had a smile on his face when he broke through, he seemed to be resisting something and was in great pain.

It was under such circumstances that the Sword Sect Master broke through four realms consecutively in the Ten Thousand Temple, then was carried out from the Ten Thousand Temple after being unconscious for a period of time.

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