Chapter 2238 - 2238: Mystic realm 3
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The stone statue possessed an overwhelming, unfathomable power. One of the disciples from the Three Pure Ones found themselves ensnared by the statue’s unyielding grip, unable to break free. This formidable sculpture seemed impervious to any attack, impervious to the relentless expenditure of spiritual energy, weapons, or enchanted armaments. To be touched by the stone statue meant grave injury, with no recourse for defense.
Helpless and outmatched, they faced a grim reality.
Recognizing the gaping chasm in their strength, the disciples of the Three Pure Ones opted for a strategic retreat, instinctively following Gu Chaoyan’s lead. On one side, there lay buildings providing cover, while on the other side, a perilous expanse of open terrain left them vulnerable to further attacks.
Gu Chaoyan keenly observed the unfolding chaos.
Her eyes flitted between the Three Pure Ones disciples fleeing the relentless stone statues and the distressed cries emanating from a nearby room. She began to piece together the puzzle.
The individuals inside must have been driven here by the stone statues; this was their last refuge.
As they entered the courtyard, the statues halted their advance.
“We’re safe now,” declared one of the disciples from the Three Pure Ones with a hint of relief, confident that the mystic realm belonged to them and posed no threat.
But Gu Chaoyan disagreed, her voice unwavering.
The unsettling sounds persisted within the yard, suggesting that those trapped inside were embroiled in a dire situation.
And they…
There was no other way out.
Their only escape routes led either into the yard or toward confrontation with the stone statues.
Regrettably, none among them possessed the means to challenge the statues directly.
Hence, they faced the grim necessity of taking a calculated risk by venturing into the yard.
Yet, their expressions darkened once more, for regardless of their choice, peril loomed ever-present. All they could do was hope for a narrow escape from the clutches of death.
“Let’s proceed while there are still people inside,” Gu Chaoyan declared calmly.
Remaining souls inside could provide crucial a.s.sistance. With their combined strength, they stood a better chance of survival. Any harm to those within would weaken their collective position.
The Three Pure Ones’ disciples nodded in agreement. United, they advanced.
Yet, they were wise enough to let Gu Chaoyan lead the way.
She took the initiative, undeterred by the responsibility.
Upon entering, they encountered a group of individuals—some sect disciples, others pract.i.tioners—all holding the door and uttering panicked cries.
“What’s happening?” Gu Chaoyan inquired.
“Elder Man from the Moon Sect has gone berserk. He shows no mercy to anyone,” someone explained. “We can’t let him out!”
The frantic voices indicated the presence of disciples from various schools inside.
However, Gu Chaoyan deemed the situation unacceptable. “Open the door. We need to subdue the Elder Men!”
“No, this is the last door. Opening it would put us all in grave danger!” Many vehemently rejected the idea.
“Even if we refrain from opening the door, those inside won’t endure much longer. By then, our numbers will have dwindled,” Gu Chaoyan reasoned. “It’s only a matter of time.”
Her argument held merit, but they all belonged to the Moon Sect, fully aware of Elder Man’s formidable capabilities..