Chapter 571 - 569: Stop Fooling Around

Facing the statue’s might, Mr. Qiu Shui struggled to hold on.

But the statue descended from the sky, bringing with it peals of thunder that rumbled ceaselessly.

It pressed down on him.

Under the statue’s oppressive power, Mr. Qiu Shui was practically pinned in place, unable to move an inch. The statue’s might pressed in from all directions.

CRACK!

After holding on for a moment, a sharp cracking sound came from Mr. Qiu Shui’s body.

He was a Martial Emperor Expert, yet not only was he powerless to resist the statue, but at that very moment, a sharp pain shot through Mr. Qiu Shui’s neck. His neck had been snapped by the statue’s immense pressure.

"No, it shouldn’t be like this."

"The statue is supposed to protect our guild."

Mr. Qiu Shui let out a cry of despair.

He was in utter despair. He had just broken through to the Martial Emperor realm and wanted to display his newfound power, but in the blink of an eye, he was suppressed. The blow was devastating.

But Mr. Qiu Shui still refused to kneel.

CRACK!

With his neck broken, Mr. Qiu Shui’s head lolled to one side.

He was on the verge of death.

The next moment, another sharp crack echoed as Mr. Qiu Shui’s shoulders shattered.

Both of his arms were crushed by the invisible pressure and fell from his body.

Blood splattered across the ground—a truly gruesome sight.

"Haha, good! This is great!"

"Damn you, Mr. Qiu Shui! I said you would die, and die you shall!"

Chang Mao knelt there, trembling with excitement. Mr. Qiu Shui could no longer escape his doom.

’Once Mr. Qiu Shui is dead, the Alchemy Master Guild will belong to me, Chang Mao.’

’My junior sister, Wenzhu, will fully support me.’

Seeing this, Wen Shixuan was even more ecstatic.

He shot a venomous glance in Jiang Chen’s direction.

’You’re next to die.’

Watching helplessly as the statue crushed Mr. Qiu Shui, Venerable Black Water felt nothing but sorrow.

’If the Alchemy Master Guild falls into the hands of Chang Mao and Wenzhu, what will become of it? I fear it will descend into utter chaos.’

He shook his head, a bitter taste in his mouth.

CRACK!

Although Mr. Qiu Shui’s legs were still standing, his spine was snapped by the statue’s pressure.

Blood sprayed across the ground.

BOOM!

Finally, the statue slammed into the ground.

The earth itself trembled.

Mr. Qiu Shui vanished completely from the world, crushed to death by the statue.

Not even his bones remained.

The statue’s majesty was truly invincible.

"Qiu Shui is dead."

"Hahahahaha...!"

Chang Mao burst out laughing again, venting the elation in his heart.

The statue, still under his control, had killed Mr. Qiu Shui.

Many felt it was a tragedy, but no one dared to speak. Chang Mao and Wenzhu were now in control of everything. With the statue at their command, whoever dared to object would die.

No one dared to provoke the current Chang Mao and Wenzhu.

Suddenly, Chang Mao looked sharply toward where Mr. Qiu Shui had been standing. Only the statue was there now, but behind it stood a figure.

Jiang Chen. Jiang Chen had been standing there motionlessly the entire time.

"Hmm?"

Chang Mao’s brow furrowed deeply.

’Everyone else is kneeling, but Jiang Chen actually hasn’t kneeled?’

’This is unbelievable.’

However, Chang Mao immediately broke into a sinister smile.

He bellowed, "Brat, are you not going to kneel?"

"Mr. Qiu Shui angered the great predecessor and was executed for it. A mere Martial King like you must be courting death."

"Kneel!"

Jiang Chen remained perfectly still, his expression barely changing.

He just looked at the statue of Zheng Tiangong and took a deep breath.

He had just watched a Martial Emperor like Mr. Qiu Shui be instantly crushed by Zheng Tiangong’s statue.

Of course, he knew that even a Martial Emperor expert standing there would have been crushed by Zheng Tiangong’s statue all the same.

Seeing Jiang Chen remain still, Chang Mao sneered, "Great predecessor, please execute him as well."

"He is disrespecting you."

Chang Mao pointed at Jiang Chen and said with extreme viciousness.

BOOM!

The statue abruptly turned. The massive, hundred-meter-tall statue suddenly looked at Jiang Chen.

Immediately, the statue flew up again, soaring into the sky.

The next moment, the statue came crashing down.

It plummeted toward Jiang Chen.

"He’s dead! He’s dead!"

"Keep hopping around, will you?! Damn you, Jiang Chen! You’ve made me suffer several times. If you don’t die this time, I, Wen Shixuan, will kill myself!"

Wen Shixuan was truly thrilled. He was about to witness Jiang Chen’s execution.

Everyone watched in terror as the statue descended upon Jiang Chen. One could easily imagine his fate.

He would be obliterated into dust.

Hadn’t they just seen a Martial Emperor Expert like Mr. Qiu Shui annihilated without a trace?

Closer and closer it came.

Jiang Chen looked up at Zheng Tiangong’s statue and shook his head slightly.

Just as Zheng Tiangong’s statue was a mere meter above his head...

...he said nonchalantly, "Zheng Tiangong, stop messing around."

What?

Everyone heard it, but no one could believe their ears. Jiang Chen had actually spoken to the statue.

And his tone was like an adult scolding a child.

It was as if he were saying, ’Child, stop making a scene. If you keep this up, Daddy won’t give you any candy.’

It was simply dumbfounding.

The crowd immediately erupted.

They all looked at Jiang Chen with pity. To dare speak to the statue like that... he was more than just courting death.

Chang Mao and Wenzhu were both stunned for a moment.

They were utterly bewildered. On the verge of death, Jiang Chen still had to seek it in such an inappropriate way.

"This kid... he’s an absolute idiot."

"To say something so disrespectful to the statue at a time like this... he deserves a thousand deaths."

Wen Shixuan was also surprised for a moment, but then he simply burst out laughing.

"I have to say, this Jiang Chen has quite a talent for humor."

"He’s just sped up his own journey to the grave."

No one doubted that Jiang Chen’s end would be even more gruesome.

VMMMM!

In the very next instant, the statue suddenly, abruptly, stopped. It hovered motionlessly above Jiang Chen’s head.

"Uh..."

The crowd was stunned.

They all stared at the scene in disbelief. The statue had stopped.

’It actually... stopped messing around.’

Heavens, everyone felt like their hearts were about to give out. The statue had stopped because of a single sentence from Jiang Chen.

Chang Mao, Wenzhu, and Wen Shixuan all felt like they were dreaming.

The statue wasn’t moving. It really wasn’t moving.

They absolutely refused to believe it was because of what Jiang Chen had said.

After all, the idea that a single sentence could stop the statue was completely unreasonable.

But Chang Mao and Wenzhu were completely baffled by the statue’s abrupt halt.

"Great predecessor, please kill him!"

"He is disrespecting you!"

Chang Mao grew anxious and once again viciously tried to activate the statue, wanting to crush Jiang Chen.

The statue was still under his control.

He had used his blood as a sacrifice to activate it.

But the statue remained perfectly still, hovering above Jiang Chen’s head.

Just as everyone was wondering what was happening, the statue suddenly shifted, then came down hard.

BOOM!

The statue landed.

Everyone stared with wide eyes and saw that the statue had landed on the high platform.

But, in an extremely bizarre twist, it had landed *behind* Jiang Chen.

From everyone’s perspective, it looked as if the statue was Jiang Chen’s underling.