The Sixth Level God King's sword momentum was incomparably tyrannical.
Wherever it passed, it tore a massive rift through the void, shredding space itself beneath its power.
Just as the sword momentum was about to catch Jiang Ping An, three blood-red statues appeared.
These three blood-red statues were covered in divine runes. They were precisely the three statues Dai Lin had used before.
"Roar!"
"Screech!"
"Hiss!"
The three statues came alive and simultaneously spat golden light, blasting it into the incoming sword momentum.
"Boom!"
The terrifying collision of power swept across dozens of kilometers.
The swamp below shattered. Mountains and trees crumbled one after another like weathered paper, unable to offer the slightest resistance, while a massive mushroom cloud rose into the sky.
When Lü Xiao saw the three statues, undisguised shock appeared in his eyes beneath the mask.
Their mercenary group had spent vast resources to forge these statues, then nurtured and sustained them with faith.
Working together, the three statues possessed the power to contend against a Sixth Level God King.
Yet only a specific secret art could activate these three statues.
Why could Jiang Ping An use them?!
Jiang Ping An was able to control the three statues because he had injected three strands of his soul into them, forcibly controlling the statues' power through Soul Power.
Even if he possessed the secret art, he alone would still find it difficult to unleash the statues' true power.
Releasing the divine power stored within the three statues was already his limit.
A trace of anger rose in Lü Xiao's heart.
His own possessions were inexplicably being controlled by someone else and used against him. It made him extremely uncomfortable.
It was like someone he loved had betrayed him and turned against him.
The Divine Sword in Lü Xiao's