"Ah???" The sight gave Zhang Xiaohua an immediate shiver down his spine, especially amid these gloomy ruins where not a ray of daylight could be seen!
That squat stone statue was less a statue than a huge block of stone. Only its upper end was narrow, like a human head, with faint facial features visible upon it. Most notably, where its eyes should have been were two hollows. Looking closely, one could vaguely feel an inexplicable pull drawing one's gaze toward them.
Zhang Xiaohua was exactly the same. His eyes were immediately caught by those two hollows, as though seized by the deep eye sockets of a skull. Unconsciously, his grip on the Prajna Heavy Sword tightened and tightened.
Just then, another sudden change occurred. With a clear whoosh, a stream of yellowish-brown light shot skyward from the top of the stone statue's head. As far as Zhang Xiaohua could see, the light was like a giant dragon ascending to heaven, coiling through the air before condensing into an enormous yellowish-brown earthen staff. Before Zhang Xiaohua could react, that staff came roaring down at his forehead!
It had smashed down from the air across a distance of ten zhang.
For a moment, Zhang Xiaohua stared blankly at the staff that seemed close yet was actually far away as it descended toward his head!
Back when he had broken the formation eye of the Metal Element Array in Ruijin Hall, ten thousand swords had emerged from that formation eye, bringing him sudden enlightenment. He had understood that the use of Immortal flying swords was absolutely not as crude as his own blind fumbling. Even the giant sword condensed from Metal-element Qi had given him a revelation! Yet whether it had been ten thousand swords or a single sword, neither had affected