The Supreme Martial King Shocking All Realms Chapter 3382 - 3377: Eight Bronze Statues_1

Xing Tong scrupulously studied the area, her double pupils glowing as she remarked: "How could they know the way? This formation is notoriously difficult to navigate, and finding an exit should be nearly impossible."

Yang Chen gave a dry laugh. "While this formation is formidable, every major faction maintains records on such mechanisms. Over the passage of untold ages, they naturally must have devised ways to circumvent them. Furthermore, the first time this was triggered, experts from the Netherworld surely infiltrated it to conduct their own analysis. The subsequent wave of yin souls from the Netherworld would have undoubtedly benefited from those findings."

"That makes perfect sense!" Xing Tong muttered back. "Then what are we waiting for? Let’s catch up to them immediately."

"Do not be so hasty. My primary concern right now is my inability to utilize my spacetime abilities. Tagging along would be an immense gamble. If I could warp spacetime within the formation, I could trail them without leaving any tracks. Bereft of that power, the likelihood of successfully following these people undetected is slim to none," Yang Chen replied.

The fundamental reason he had managed to shadow the enemy without discovery was his mastery of spacetime laws.

By obscuring himself within the folds of spacetime, the enemy remained completely oblivious to his presence.

Noticing the anxious expression on his face, Xing Tong poked her nose and said, "Do not worry, just leave it to me. We members of the Insect Race may lack many talents, but our prowess in concealment and evasion is peerless. Enter my internal space first, and I will track them."

Seeing the assurance in her demeanor, Yang Chen ceased his hesitation. "Very well, take me in."

He allowed his guard to drop, and in a fleeting moment, Xing Tong drew him into her internal space.

This dimension was akin to the one possessed by the two Black Mountain Black Bear brothers, serving as a unique divine ability of the Insect Race.

Yang Chen was now submerged within this hidden expanse.

At a quick glance, the interior of Xing Tong’s domain appeared rather stark. First, it lacked any form of decoration. Second, it was densely populated by countless crawling insects.

These creatures tore and bit at one another in a constant process of evolution, creating a scene of visceral brutality.

Yang Chen shook his head, having no interest in the vermin. He instead projected his consciousness, eager to observe how Xing Tong pursued their targets.

Xing Tong indeed possessed impressive skills. She submerged herself into the earth, shifting her physical resonance so that not a single trace of her aura fluctuated. She followed the group closely, moving with flawless precision.

The Ghost Kings from the Heaven-appointed Realm remained completely unaware of her proximity.

Just as Yang Chen had surmised, the Ghost Kings of the Netherworld seemed intimately familiar with the formation's layout. They moved through the smaller sub-formations without an ounce of hesitation, progressing one after another.

In less than half a day, they had successfully navigated nearly all 108 sub-formations.

Finally, the last of the 108 barriers fell.

Immediately after, the scenery shifted, and an immense, sprawling palace manifested before them.

The structure was vast and seemingly boundless.

Upon entering the palace grounds, the most striking features were the eight bronze statues installed at various intervals.

These eight bronze figures projected an aura of immense power, instantly capturing the gaze of the Netherworld delegation.

Upon laying eyes on these statues, the Ghost Kings from the Heaven-separated Realm could not suppress the greed flickering in their gazes.

It felt as though the statues harnessed a quintessential power capable of fundamentally transforming them.

"Yang Chen!" Xing Tong called out.

Trapped within her abdominal world, Yang Chen answered, "I am listening."

Xing Tong inhaled deeply. "If everything unfolds as expected, these bronze statues must be the keys to entering the Destiny Realm. Rumor has it that the Forbidden Spirit Ancestor retrieved them from the Origin Land. Their inherent power is necessary to access the Destiny Realm, though I lack the specific details."

"Monitor them closely and keep an eye on what the Netherworld faction intends to do next," Yang Chen advised while maintaining his soul-scrying.

Xing Tong nodded. Since this opportunity directly concerned her potential entrance into the Destiny Realm, she dared not be careless.

Just then, she glanced toward the bronze statues and was jolted to discover another contingent of people present.

This group was comprised of members from the Spirit God Clan.

"Yang Chen, do you see them? Those are..." Xing Tong was stunned.

Leading this group of Spirit God members was a Heavenly Bone Ghost King of the Spirit God Clan. More bafflingly, one of the royal-blooded Spirit Gods under his command was none other than Di Zun, the individual Yang Chen had driven away earlier.

Di Zun’s wounds had evidently healed, but his appearance here was utterly inexplicable.

Yang Chen’s consciousness swept over him, and he exclaimed, "It is Di Zun?"

"How did he arrive here?" Xing Tong asked, brimming with curiosity.

Yang Chen replied, "I suspect that when he fled, he utilized a teleportation device to reach the side of the Destiny Realm Spirit God. It is logical that the Spirit God Clan, having persisted for countless years, would hoard precious talisman scrolls. Han Tian likely possessed one as well, but I ended his life before he could activate it."

"Now that these Spirit God Clan members are here, what should we do?" Xing Tong inquired.

"Stay calm and observe how events transpire," Yang Chen instructed. "We remain in the shadows while they are fully exposed. If anyone is going to panic, it will be the Netherworld faction first."

Xing Tong reflected on this and agreed with his assessment. Consequently, she remained hidden in the darkness without a sound.

Because Xing Tong and Yang Chen had spotted the Spirit God Clan members, it was inevitable that the Netherworld contingent would soon detect them as well.

"It is the Spirit God Clan," the White Claw Ghost King declared.

The Heavenly Bone Ghost King also pivoted his gaze toward the Spirit God group. For a tense moment, both parties kept their weapons readied, neither side daring to launch a reckless assault.

"It turns out we are in the presence of daoist friends from the Netherworld," the leader of the Destiny Realm Spirit God Clan said slowly.

The Heavenly Bone Ghost King replied with cold detachment, "It appears we find ourselves among the illustrious Wind Chant King and our fellow daoists from the Spirit God Clan. We bear no ill intentions. If you would only share one of these bronze statues with us, we will depart and disturb you no further."

The terms were simple; they wanted only a single bronze statue.

If the Spirit God Clan refused even this compromise, then the Netherworld group would certainly not hesitate to begin "disturbing" their rivals.

Hearing this, the Wind Chant King narrowed his eyes, his expression darkening. He understood the hidden threat behind the Netherworld group’s words all too well.

He felt no fear, but he recognized he was cornered. After a brief hesitation, he relented. "Upon our arrival, the Spirit God Clan found only two bronze statues remaining. We have claimed one; the other shall be yours."

Wind Chant King’s concession caused a high-ranking Spirit God to panic. "Wind Chant-senior, wasn’t that statue intended for me?"

Wind Chant King shook his head. "Wild Stone, I had wished to secure a statue for you, as well. However, the Netherworld faction is not to be trifled with. They possess a numerical advantage, and even if we were to emerge victorious, the result would be a catastrophic pyrrhic victory. We would be unable to retain even our own statue, let alone both. Your advancement into the Destiny Realm will have to wait. This time, we must reserve the opportunity for Young Master Earthly Venerate."