Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension Chapter 1281 - 694: Suspected Grotto Heaven, Eerie Stone Statue Cluster (Happy New Year)

Upon entering the ruins, this was the second "brand new" thing he encountered, and both seemed to be made of the same material.

Zhao Sheng slowly walked up to the Magic Platform, his gaze falling on the densely packed complex runes on the platform’s surface. Suddenly, a ripple occurred in his consciousness, as if something concealed attracted his awareness, causing him to become slightly distracted.

After steadying his thoughts, he suddenly had a suspicion: "Could it be that this place also hides a Lost Cave Heaven? No wonder the frost doesn’t invade here, and the Magic Platform is identical in design!"

"By this logic... perhaps what attracts him is exactly that Lost Cave Heaven. Wait... the fact that the Kui Niu Treasure fell nearby might not be a coincidence, but due to some special mechanism he can’t detect."

Zhao Sheng looked upward, faintly sensing an extremely tiny "speck of dust," but this speck generated a very clear force of resistance, and his Will Field could not penetrate it.

Zhao Sheng’s eyes sparkled as he witnessed this.

This Sumeru Cave Heaven was preserved so well, with a Prohibition layer on the outside, surely maintaining a very good ecological environment inside, unlike the previous one, which was nearing destruction.

However, the Heavenly Cavern ahead resisted his entry fiercely.

Zhao Sheng dared not rush in, as no one knew the dangers existing within, and if there were one or two Holy Beast Remnant Species living inside, rushing in unwittingly would be like entering a predator’s domain, seeking one’s own demise.

At this moment, a cold wind blew from afar, brushing over his body, carrying a hint of a dangerous aura—not strong but with a sense of chilling fear.

Zhao Sheng furrowed his brows slightly yet didn’t retreat; he immediately turned to face the direction from where the cold wind was blowing.

He waited for a long time, without any anomaly occurring, only the cold wind blowing head-on, indicating he might have sensed incorrectly.

However, Zhao Sheng wouldn’t doubt his own Innate Spiritual Perception; surely, some terrifying danger lay beyond the palace ruins ahead.

After a moment, the enemy seemed unable to restrain themselves any longer.

Suddenly, there was a "boom," a certain palace wall ahead abruptly collapsed, and from the skyful of rubble, countless pure white sword lights suddenly shot out, like a torrent, crazily cleaving towards all vital parts of his body from every direction.

The sword lights were as fast as Lightning, carrying an indescribably sharp force, instantly striking Zhao Sheng’s flesh.

This sudden transformation seemed without forewarning, yet it was anticipated by Zhao Sheng; the sword lights came fast, yet his reaction was even faster.

At the moment the sword light struck the skin, his figure had already blurred, merely flickering a few times, improbably dodging all the sword lights.

The sword lights didn’t even graze the edge of his clothes.

With a "shoo," a dark silhouette suddenly sprang from behind the wall.

It was a Golden Strange Ape about a yard high, wearing ancient bronze armor that flowed with the continuous glow of Laws, appearing extraordinarily luxurious.

However, the Bright Silver Long Stick in the ape’s hand was covered with scars, and its end had been obliquely cut off, carefully polished into a half-saber-half-stick shape, appearing chillingly sharp.

"A puppet? No, it’s a demon." Zhao Sheng cast a glance at the Golden Strange Ape, showing a hint of surprise.

This ape had broad ears and sharp cheeks, its eyes red like two burning fiery coals, emanating red light, with fangs protruding from the mouth corners from where sticky saliva flowed, its expression somewhat frenzied, yet you could see its spiritual wisdom still intact, its consciousness relatively clear.

This Monkey Demon felt as though it was sentient, perhaps with the possibility of communication.

Zhao Sheng’s eyes flashed, stirring up the brilliance of his will, sending out a Spiritual Sense ripple to the opponent, filled with an intention of friendliness and peace.

But when the Spiritual Sense ripple touched the Ancient Bronze Armor outside the Demon Monkey, it was instantly blocked by a layer of red light.

Before Zhao Sheng could observe carefully, the Golden Strange Ape stomped its feet, turning its body into a black line, rushing forward directly.

Simultaneously, the Star Pattern on the white curved saber it held suddenly lit up, the blade bursting with a cold sword light several meters long, slashing towards Zhao Sheng’s neck.

Zhao Sheng looked indifferent to the cold sword light, his body suddenly flickered left and right, transforming into four or five identical figures, darting towards several directions.

The Golden Strange Ape let out a low roar, moved its ape arms, spun the curved saber briskly, forming a circle that covered and then fiercely strangled all the shadow figures Zhao Sheng transformed into.

However, the shadow figures vanished like illusions, disintegrating instantly upon contact with the fierce sword light.

The Golden Strange Ape seemed to think its action was an attack on a workshop, became furious, let out a sharp cry, and suddenly bounced to the top of Zhao Sheng’s head, swinging a heavy blow with its stick, with force like a mountain.

At this moment, Zhao Sheng disappeared strangely into thin air, then instantly moved behind the Golden Strange Ape, his left hand forming a fist as if forming a seal, swiftly striking, fast as Lightning, towards the back of the demon ape’s head.

With a "plop," the protective red light of the ape felt like fragile tofu, easily shattered, then the back of the head took a heavy hit, letting out a harsh scream, and the body crashed onto the platform below with a boom.

Zhao Sheng pressed his advantage without letting up, moving again, hammering the demon ape three times consecutively, instantly knocking it unconscious.

Next, he casually picked up the ape’s sizable body step by step, heading deeper into the palace ruins.

An hour later, the exhausted ape squatted on the ground, waving its hands and feet, shouting gibberish at Zhao Sheng.

Having exchanged friendly communication earlier, Zhao Sheng could roughly understand the demon ape’s "language."

As the conversation continued, the ape’s expression suddenly became fierce, letting out a wild scream, leapt up, and charged at the enemy.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Sheng moved even faster, and with a flip of his right hand, he slapped the ape on the head. Simultaneously, the Will Field slightly quivered, causing countless purple Lightning to explode from the demon ape’s body, shocking it into shivers, smoking its fur, before it fell stiffly.

After a long time, the ape still had trembling limbs, unable to crawl up.

After a small punishment, Zhao Sheng carried the monkey demon according to its directions, combining three steps into one and quickly entered a hidden underground passage, the walls lined with white Spirit Stones, emitting strands of white light.

The passage was quite spacious, around three to four yards in diameter, and here, for some unknown reason, the ground often showed one giant paw print after another, as if a giant beast once ran through this place.

Zhao Sheng slightly furrowed his brow, glanced at the paw prints on the ground, and continued to step forward.

After about dozens of miles, he suddenly saw the end of the passage.

Upon seeing the situation, Zhao Sheng’s Will Field silently spread out, his eyes lighting up immediately, his form flashing, flying out of the tunnel.

At this moment, a Heavenly Round and Earthly Square hall appeared before his eyes.

This hall measured about eight hundred yards in size, with Mist Treasure Pearls set in the ceiling, emitting bright radiance, illuminating the place as bright as daylight.

This place was not empty, but instead, stood gray-white stone statues of varying sizes.

The stone statues included those of the Human Clan, but most were various beast-headed human-bodied demons. Each was either lying down or standing, some partially damaged, some in fierce combat poses, seemingly engaged in a fight to the death with a formidable enemy.

The expressions of the stone statues were varied—some excited, some filled with hatred, and others showing sheer terror. They looked remarkably lifelike with no uniformity, presenting an unusual eerie vibe.

Zhao Sheng was very surprised witnessing this scene.

Casually knocking the demon ape unconscious, he threw it to the ground. Then he proceeded into the hall, weaving through the stone statue group, his gaze slowly sweeping over each statue, feeling an inexplicable shock.

If the demon ape didn’t lie, the stone statues here were actually still alive. Every one of them was once distinguished in their time but, for unknown reasons, got sealed alive, imprisoned till today.

Additionally, the demon ape had mentioned it also came from this place, but since recovering from the petrified state, due to fear, it never set foot here again.

Zhao Sheng attempted to store the stone statues into the Sumeru Space, yet surprisingly failed each time.