The others nearby watched with delight in their eyes. This time, their target had finally been subdued.
After waking up, the white-robed man and the black-clad young man whom An Chen had knocked unconscious hurried over with the woman in the air.
The man who remained where he was, continuously emitting pink light, dared not move a muscle, afraid that their opponent might suddenly wake up and counterattack.
Soon, the three in the distance arrived. The white-robed man was about to spit out a few threats, but the woman stopped him.
"Don't waste words! Get him completely under control!"
With that, the woman stood opposite the white-robed man. Her throat worked, as though she could unleash a howl at any moment.
The white-robed man answered and took a small Square Human-Faced Statue from his Storage Soul Tool.
A bone cracked inside his body. The statue's eyes instantly lit up with a deep yellow glow, and a ray of the same color shot toward the unconscious An Chen.
In an instant, the ray struck An Chen. His body began to petrify, turning into grayish-white stone from head to toe.
Once it was done, the man emitting pink light sighed in relief. The armor on his body turned back into glittering diamond, and finally, he returned to his original form-a thin, small-framed young man in brown hemp clothing.
The four exchanged glances. After discussing it, they had the young man shoulder the stone statue and set off into the distance.
Before long, a tall, sickly man appeared beside the group, his face even paler than An Chen's.
The sickly man exchanged glances with the others, then nodded and followed behind them as they left.
But just then, the corners of the An Chen statue's mouth shifted slightly on the young man's shoulder,