The Qin General Figurine
"Certainly!"
Holding the spirit jade, Zhang Xuezhou successfully unleashed his Acupoint-Fixing Technique.
He could only use one or two percent of his Law Power, but the quality of his Law Power was extremely high, completely different from Zhang Xuezhou's Law Power several years ago.
Back then, he was able to suppress the Hunyuan Wuji Array, which involved three secret realms, so he clearly had no problem suppressing it now.
It must be said that the techniques of Acupoint-Fixing Technique, Star-Fixing Technique, and Person-Fixing Technique are particularly suitable for rapid mastery.
As long as one is not afraid of death and chooses a high-difficulty technique from the beginning, this technique can be mastered quickly. Even with only a few successful attempts, the skill level is already extremely high.
Another Acupoint-Fixing Technique was applied, and Zhang Xuezhou suffered the same blow he had previously encountered.
"This person should be Yang Duanhe of the Qin Dynasty. His swordsmanship is quite unique. Sorry!"
When cultivators clash head-on, the outcome is decided extremely quickly when they unleash their full power.
The ground was covered with white hair like a tattered quilt, and the flames that had not yet gone out were still slowly burning on the strands of hair, dispelling the surrounding darkness and revealing a black-armored body pierced by countless strands of white hair.
It was a black-armored warrior wielding a sword, his figure tall and robust, with broad shoulders like a door panel, a sharply defined face, high brow bones, and a pair of eyes burning with phosphorescent light that seemed to pierce through everything in the darkness, and also seemed to be filled with endless anger.
"This dragon scale sword was Yinglong's blood oath, and it almost broke my three thousand whiskers!"
The Venerable One shook his head, and countless strands of long white hair continued to pierce and extend, penetrating every part of the black-armored general's body, constantly damaging his form.
He glanced at Zhang Xuezhou and saw that the other man's clothes were torn in several places, but his body was only red and swollen, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.
Despite his prior preparations, His Majesty was unaware of his opponent, forcing him to make hasty adjustments when the two sides came into contact.
He had prepared an extremely perfect and powerful strike, but little did he know that the number of people who broke in had changed, and the swordsmanship used by the enemy had also changed.
The myriad Sword Qi energies swept across the area, and even the Venerable One, in his hasty response, inevitably missed some.
"This sword poses a great threat to me, but its killing power shouldn't be that strong for you!"
The Venerable One glanced at Zhang Xuezhou several times, and only after confirming that the other party was neither seriously injured nor dead did he feel relieved.
"Your Excellency is right. I didn't feel anything after taking several sword blows!"
Zhang Xuezhou pursed his lips.
His physical body and his spiritual essence are at completely different levels in terms of resisting attacks.
Zhang Xuezhou's Yang Soul was killed by a single sword strike, but his physical body technique had reached Divine Ability, making him quite formidable in terms of endurance.
When the Venerable One was fighting, he missed several sword flashes, but Zhang Xuezhou was actually able to withstand them.
As long as he is not intimidated into losing control of his body, Zhang Xuezhou can withstand the attack by using his physical body techniques.
The jade-like luster of his body faded, returning to its original fleshy appearance. Seeing the remaining redness and swelling, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but feel a little uneasy, realizing that this area was completely beyond his ability to handle.
If it weren't for the Venerable One standing in front of him, he would likely have been beaten to death in excruciating pain.
"I'm afraid only if my physical skills improve to a higher level can I withstand Yang Duanhe's swordsmanship!"
Zhang Xuezhou watched as the Venerable One carefully took the Dragon Scale Sword. He noticed that the flowing light on the black-armored general, whom the Venerable One addressed as Yang Duanhe, was gradually fading, and the phosphorescent light in his eyes was becoming dimmer.
A cracking sound rang out, and Zhang Xuezhou saw cracks appear on Yang Duanhe's armor.
It was as if tempered glass had been shattered, with countless cracks constantly appearing.
"Unauthorized entry will result in death!"
He opened his mouth, and a hoarse, low voice uttered each word slowly and deliberately.
"You were quite accomplished in your lifetime, but who would have thought that following the Emperor Qin would lead to such a tragic end as being turned into a clay figurine!"
The Venerable One removed the Dragon Scale Sword from Yang Duanhe's hand. Seeing that Yang Duanhe was still trying to speak, he couldn't help but shake his head.
Before Yang Duanhe could utter any more threats or intimidation, he flicked his finger, and a tuft of hair emerged from Yang Duanhe's mouth. After flicking it several times, cracks appeared on Yang Duanhe's face, and the phosphorescent light in his eyes disappeared.
The Venerable One shook his head, and the many white hairs retracted, transforming back into a full head of white hair.
However, compared to before, his current white hair is sparse, and he has completely lost his previous handsome appearance.
Is this a terracotta warrior?
Zhang Xuezhou was taken aback, realizing that the terracotta warriors of the Qin Dynasty and the terracotta warriors of the Great Han Dynasty were completely different things.
In Emperor Jing's Grand Commandant Zhou Mausoleum, there is a figurine of Zhou Taiwei. The figurine of Grand Commandant Zhou is short in stature and powerless when fighting against the incarnation of the emperor.
Yang Duanhe was not much weaker when facing the Venerable One's true form, but if they had any other coordination, he might have been able to inflict a great loss on the Venerable One's true form.
"You could also consider them some kind of special puppet," His Majesty replied. "The Qin Dynasty's puppet-making techniques transcended life and death, allowing people to remain on the edge of life and death, making them extremely unique!"
"Seems pretty impressive?" Zhang Xuezhou said.
"It's not just seemingly impressive, it's truly impressive," the Venerable One said. "They can not only preserve the strength of the aged by turning them into puppets, but also turn enemy experts into puppets, thus becoming stronger with each battle. In the past... well, you keep the formation inactive for now, I'm going to search ahead!"
His Majesty is aware of the past, but clearly does not wish to discuss it further, and now is not the time to talk about it.
He urged him on, but Zhang Xuezhou just shrugged, indicating that he had finished his work. As long as he wasn't killed or beaten and his condition wasn't broken, or the spirit jade couldn't supply his Law Power consumption, or the formation here changed, his Acupoint-Fixing Technique could remain effective.
"Then you stay here and guard the key point of the formation, I'll go and take a look around!"
His Excellency nodded in satisfaction. He gestured for Zhang Xuezhou to stay where he was, then leaped forward, his figure disappearing into the darkness in the blink of an eye. Occasionally, a muffled sound would be heard, only to quickly fade away.
Zhang Xuezhou also had difficulty seeing the situation in the distance, so he looked around the core of the formation.
Yang Duanhe, his body as sharp as shattered tempered glass, still stood in the same spot, with strands of white hair, which the Venerable One had not yet retracted, still burning on the ground.
Zhang Xuezhou raised his right hand, and saw that the right hand grasped by the Venerable One was covered with a thin layer of oil.
He sniffed, then looked at the pile of burning white hair on the ground, and then squatted down.
The key point of the formation where he was located was a fence constructed like a sacrificial altar, with layers of bluestone laid underneath.
On the bluestone, there were candles pressed into red clay, as well as fragments of Zhang Xuezhou's shattered elixir.
Zhang Xuezhou wasn't particularly interested in his Yuan Dan fragment. After all, he had refined quite a few pills from inner cores over the years, and he knew very well that his own flawed Yuan Dan was nothing special; at most, it could be used as a catalyst for some high-level pills.
He reached out his left hand and touched the red clay of the candle, only to find that his left hand also had a layer of grease, not much different from the grease on his right hand that the Venerable One had grasped.
"Could it be that this candle was extracted from His Majesty's body?"
Zhang Xuezhou compared them and felt that the Venerable One seemed to have become a human-shaped candle, which, once lit, possessed the special ability to penetrate both the real and the unreal.
Aside from consuming a bit of His Excellency's energy when using this ability, it seems to be harmless.
This made Zhang Xuezhou understand why His Majesty was unwilling to bring Lu Baibai in any more times.
Given this kind of drain on his own abilities, it's impossible for His Excellency to bring in unnecessary people or demons to increase his own consumption.