True Lord Divine Sense? I Want to Be a Good Person

The grand hall was extraordinarily long, and its sides were packed densely with statues.

With Song Zhong's current cultivation, he could not see the end of it at a glance. As far as his eyes could reach, countless statues were clustered together in the distance.

Those statues were not arranged along the sides, but piled together.

With so many statues, if they awakened them bit by bit and pushed forward slowly, who knew how long it would take.

The main problem was that pile of statues gathered in the distance. It would probably be difficult to push through.

After warning everyone, Nan Ming began assigning groups.

"Ten people to a group. Deal with one awakened statue."

"You only need to defeat the statue assigned to you. Ignore everything else."

"Remember, when casting spells, keep them under control. Do not affect statues that have not awakened. Before they awaken, even if they are struck by spells, they will not be harmed. Instead, they will be awakened."

After repeatedly reminding everyone to be careful, Nan Ming finally waved his hand. Ten streams of black demonic qi flew from his palm and landed on ten statues.

The next moment, the colors on the attacked statues began to change visibly.

It was as though Strange Beasts that had been petrified were shedding the layer of stone coating them, revealing their powerful bodies beneath.

The statues beside them that had not been attacked also began to change. Clearly, they had been awakened as well.

So, even if these statues were not attacked, they would awaken when a nearby statue awakened.

Song Zhong's eyes widened abruptly. That aura of life, that savage aura—were these genuine Strange Beasts?

They were merely Strange Beasts of the Qi Guiding Realm.

And The Ruins had existed for who knew how many years.

Qi Guiding Realm Strange Beasts could not possibly have lived for so long.

Had these statues allowed them to survive through endless ages?

While he was lost in thought,

the Strange Beasts threw back their heads and roared, raising the weapons in their hands high.

For a moment, peals of thunder rang out.

Streams of black Lightning Essence surged from their bodies and crashed down upon the crowd.

Every bolt of lightning carried the weight of ten thousand jun, and every bolt brimmed with the purest aura of destruction!

Almost at the same moment, Nan Ming's shout rang out.

"Attack!"

At his shout, everyone came back to their senses.

Spells shot forth one after another.

They were all Qi Guiding Realm cultivators now, naturally capable of casting spells from afar. Still, most preferred to attach their spells to Divine Weapons. Borrowing the power of a Divine Weapon made the spells considerably more powerful.

There were simply too many disciples from the various Demon Sects gathered here.

Amid the crowd, Song Zhong also controlled his spiritual qi and released a small amount of it.

A black bolt of lightning suffused with demonic qi instantly shot out.

Fortunately, he had previously absorbed that Thunder Crystal filled with demonic qi, and had even cultivated the Devouring Thunder Demonic Sect's spells.

Otherwise, he would not have been able to make a move now.

It was fine not to act once, but if it happened too often, people would definitely notice.

Now, however, he was casting a perfectly legitimate Demon Sect spell—demonic lightning. There was no issue at all.

As spells filled the air, the dozen or so lightning bolts fired by the statue Strange Beasts were instantly extinguished, vanishing without a trace.

The remaining spells came crashing down in a torrent, striking those dozen or so Strange Beasts.

Violent lightning, bizarre and sinister dark qi, searing flames, bone-piercing frost...

All kinds of spells piled together and rained down.

The twenty statues died instantly.

Yet what astonished everyone was that when they died, what burst apart was not flesh and blood, but shattered statue fragments.

"Very good."

Nan Ming looked at the fragments scattered across the ground with satisfaction. "That was only the first time, so we drew fewer Strange Beasts. Next, I will awaken thirty statues. We continue. Remember, do not let your spells affect statues that have not awakened."

Song Zhong discovered that there were truly too many people from the Demon Sects.

Even when thirty statues were awakened at once, these Demon Sect cultivators could still destroy them in an instant.

He also fully confirmed that once a statue awakened, it would cause the statues beside it to awaken as well.

Of course, it would not continue in an endless chain like nesting dolls.

Generally speaking, a directly attacked statue could awaken the statues beside it, but those statues awakened by association would not trigger the awakening of further statues.

Still, even when someone made a mistake and caused more statues to awaken in succession, the crowd remained under no pressure.

Gradually, everyone passed through the long corridor and arrived before another grand hall.

This hall was far larger than the hall through which they had entered the palace.

The hall was crammed with statues.

A single glance showed more than a thousand statues.

Behind those statues was a square room.

The room had no door, and in its very center floated a strand of Divine Sense!

"Divine Sense!"

"Not Prayer Beads—it's Divine Sense!"

At the sight of that Divine Sense, everyone could not help crying out.

"How many years has The Ruins existed? Judging by the construction of this palace, it has definitely stood for more than ten thousand years."

"For Divine Sense to survive for so long, that person... only a True Lord could possibly have achieved it!"

"This truly is a True Lord's ruins!"

"Could it be that we found the Sealed Relic this quickly!"

Song Zhong could clearly feel many people around him breathing more heavily.

That Divine Sense was very likely a True Lord's Inheritance!

And now, they were standing right here.

Although there were three top experts, and those three were using them, it was not as though they had no chance whatsoever of obtaining the inheritance.

Quite a few people had begun to entertain their own thoughts.

If they fought normally and killed every statue, then Nan Ming and the other two would inevitably obtain the True Lord's Inheritance.

If they were lucky, they would survive. If they were unlucky, they might even be silenced afterward.

The only thing they could rely on if they wanted the inheritance was those statues.

Nan Ming and the other two exchanged glances. They did not attack immediately, instead saying in low voices, "Everyone, rest for the moment. Once we have recovered to our peak condition, we will act."

They had fought all the way here, and their spiritual qi had been heavily depleted. They needed time to recover.

That recovery lasted three hours.

Three hours later, Nan Ming rose and said gravely, "Everyone, be careful. These statues are too close together. When casting spells, make sure you do not affect too many of them."

Song Zhong rose with the others, quietly calculating in his heart. These statues all unleashed lightning.

With his lightning resistance, along with that shield and his Wind Sparrow Wings, he should be able to withstand it, right?

As for these people, that was hard to say.

You want us to pull fewer monsters? Then I'll pull more.

Mm, that was how he would do it!

He was a righteous-path cultivator. How could he keep company with these demonic-path cultivators!