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Chapter 316: Strange Stone Statue, God's Relic, Demon Statue
Divine Meteorite Blood Stone.

As the name suggests, it is the blood of the ancient gods that dripped when they fought against humans. After thousands of years of changes, it has not dissolved and has formed a crystal of energy essence.

Lu Mingyuan suspected that a drop of divine essence could penetrate the stars and mountains and possessed enormous power and strength.

Seeing that the Meteorite Blood Stone in his hand had such a huge effect, Lu Mingyuan took out all the blood stones without hesitation and placed them in front of him.

"It's a good opportunity to see if I can break through to the thirteenth realm."

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Lu Mingyuan circulated his vital energy, while Yun Qinghe and Sui Yuqing stood on his left and right, acting as guardians.

One hundred thousand acupoints were shining like stars in the sky. Within a radius of ten miles, a tide of spiritual energy poured in, forming a huge vortex with great movement.

His cultivation level was also continuing to rise.

Now with his cultivation level, he has reached the peak of the middle fifth level.

The perfect state of the heavenly realm.

Only one step away from breaking through to the Martial Saint realm.

This means that there is no rival below the saint.

However, this step is like a huge mountain pressing down on one's feet. Countless warriors have tried their best in their entire lives but have been unable to cross this mountain.

It is not an easy task to sanctify the physical body and cultivate the body of a martial saint.

Lu Mingyuan estimated that he would need hundreds of divine meteorite blood stones before he could officially enter the realm of Martial Saint.

Yun Qinghe felt a little dazed when he saw this.

She didn't expect that Lu Mingyuan's strength has reached this level.

So far, only the Queen of the Underworld can fight him for hundreds of rounds.

He has never suffered a setback at the hands of anyone.

Not only is the realm of Martial Saint, which has not been achieved for a hundred years, just within reach, but in terms of potential, I am afraid that he can enter the unprecedented fourteenth realm of martial arts.

However, Yun Qinghe's gaze at this moment changed from gentle to sharp and deep.

It was just this subtle change that didn't attract anyone's attention.

"Let's go to the Longding Mountain Altar."

After Lu Mingyuan absorbed the power of the divine meteorite blood stones, all the stones turned into powder in an instant. He glanced at the native orcs around him and found that their faces were full of fear and awe.

Obviously, they were all conquered by Lu Mingyuan's aura.

"The location of the Longding Mountain altar is at the highest peak of the mountain behind the imperial city. It is the place where the emperors of the Mongol dynasty worshipped the gods."

Lu Mingyuan instructed the two women.

Afterwards, the Zhenbei Iron Cavalry led the way and galloped all the way towards the imperial city.

along the way.

The group passed through many cities, which had been turned into wasteland and reduced to ruins.

Just before the imperial city, Lu Mingyuan passed by a huge temple.

The wasteland was desolate, and the ruined temple hall was strewn with rubble. The temple gate was hundreds of feet high.

Inside, one could see many fragments of statues with strange movements. One of the huge Buddha statues was a blind ancient Buddha with broken arms. Not only the Buddha statue, but also the Taoist robe statues and Confucian robe statues were all broken into pieces and scattered all over the ground.

Lu Mingyuan stared at a relatively intact stone statue of a male Bodhisattva with blood-red pupils for a while, and found that he actually felt a little dizzy.

The blood-eyed stone statue of Bodhisattva in front of him looked very strange, with a blood crow standing on its shoulder. His hands had extremely long nails and were placed on his knees, which was not the traditional posture of holding a jade bottle.

Suddenly, the eyes of the Blood-Eyed Bodhisattva flickered.

"Your Majesty, are you okay?"

It was Sui Yuqing's ethereal Buddhist sound that made Lu Mingyuan's eyes move slightly. After a moment, he slowly opened his eyes and broke free from the illusion at the critical moment.

"Boom——"

From the top of the Imperial City Mountain, a thunderous sound and a lightning flash pierced the dark night sky, illuminating the original appearance of the hall before them.

The light flashed and disappeared, and Lu Mingyuan looked up at the void on the ground and saw what was written on the plaque of the tall palace.

"The Palace of the Immortal Demon of Eternal Life and Might."

He murmured slowly, his eyes turning and scanning everything around him.

Abandoned temples, broken statues, and towering stone gates.

Everywhere was filled with sticky darkness and an indescribable sense of weirdness.

It seems that this is the true appearance of the god worshipped by the indigenous orcs in this cave.

"Can you let go of your hands?" In the silence, a clear and cold female voice came softly from behind.

"Ok?"

Lu Mingyuan replied subconsciously, his pupils focused, and he found that Sui Yuqing had grasped his palm in her jade hand at some point.

Her hands were warm and soft, and Lu Mingyuan couldn't help but pinch them.

Yun Qinghe stood calmly behind him. Lu Mingyuan and Sui Yuqing were so close that they could feel the residual warmth of each other's breath through their clothes. They looked very intimate.

"What do you want to do to my senior sister?"

Yun Qinghe asked calmly.

Lu Mingyuan's eyes froze for a moment, and he immediately sat up quickly.

Then, he suddenly realized that he was still holding the other person's slender wrist.

When she fell into the illusion just now, it was very urgent, so she used a little force, resulting in a red mark on her fair wrist.

"Fairy, I'm sorry, this statue was too weird just now. Fortunately, the fairy's Buddhist music cleansed me and helped me get rid of it."

Now that they were safe, Lu Mingyuan immediately let go of the other person and apologized softly.

Sui Yuqing shook her head and did not blame Lu Mingyuan. There was a hint of aggression in her beautiful eyes as she chuckled and said:
"It's a blessing to be able to escape the control of the statue."

"Don't look at the stone statues here carelessly. Most of the gods are dead, but some still exist in the upper world, including some holy gods. They are particularly strange, so it's better to be careful."

Sui Yuqing's tone was gentle and virtuous, which was many times better than Yun Qinghe's cold and icy tone.

Lu Mingyuan nodded: "I didn't expect that the gods here are not only demon gods, but also holy gods. It seems that the battle to ascend to the gods was quite chaotic."

"Longding Mountain is just ahead, as are the Chess Master and the Queen. The Throne Demons should also be gathered here. Your Majesty must be prepared for a battle."

Sui Yuqing in front of him spoke softly, her beautiful hair like clouds of ink falling on her shoulders, her plain face had an indescribable beauty, her skin was as white as ice, and she was graceful and graceful, especially the cinnabar on her forehead, which added a touch of her celestial-like temperament.

Since Lu Mingyuan came to this world, he has seen many beauties, including the heroic Huo Hongling, the arrogant and icy Yun Qinghe, the beautiful princess Yang Yingchan, the well-educated Qi Muxue, and the evil king Wu Gongyu. Each of them has her own style.

But who can give him an untainted beauty? It is only Sui Yuqing.

Any modifiers are weightless in front of such a genuine beauty.

Lu Mingyuan collected his thoughts, laughed at himself, and then shook his head. In his previous life, he always liked to read all kinds of novels and read about all kinds of heroines. No matter how beautiful and stunning they were, he would always complain that they were all fake. Now when he saw them, he could truly understand that feeling.

He met Sui Yuqing's charming eyes and sighed:
"The fairy has unparalleled talent and luck, and it would be a pity if she stopped at the twelfth level."

When Sui Yuqing heard this, her beautiful eyes dimmed slightly. She adjusted her skirt, stood up, turned her back to Lu Mingyuan.

"Let it be, everything depends on fate. I used to not believe in fate, but now, I have to give some respect to heaven."

Her tone was filled with desolation, completely lacking the charm of the most beautiful woman in the Taoist Alliance.

Lu Mingyuan thought for a while and gave an explanation:

"You have a hidden mental illness. If you want to cure it, you need stimulation and it will take a long time."

"Mental illness? What is that?"

Sui Yuqing was unfamiliar with this new term and asked back in confusion.

"The imperial city is in front, but it seems unnecessary to go in. The altar is behind, and there are unknown stone statues along the way. Go around them as soon as possible."

At this time, Yun Qinghe interrupted and cut off the conversation between the two.

After the army advanced for a hundred miles, Lu Mingyuan noticed that there were stone forests ahead.

This place seems to be a ruin. There is basically nothing intact inside. Everything is huge. The extremely precious night pearl in the world is just a miniature sun-sized street lamp here.

Even the street lamps were that big, not to mention everything in the hall. The huge statues that were a hundred meters tall along the way collapsed to the ground, leaning left and right in weird postures.

There is a man with wings covering his eyes, a giant wolf howling at the moon, and a man with a snake's tail and a sacred face.
"These stone statues seem to be from the Heavenly Demon Clan. They are the statues of Heavenly Demon gods."

Sui Yuqing was knowledgeable and could tell the origins of these stone statues at a glance.

There were rows of statues, and on the top of the mountain there was a smooth sword mark. On the top of the mountain there was a ten-winged fire dragon statue, howling towards the sky.

The size of the dragon statue spans three mountains. Looking up at the sky from the ground, it looks like a giant dragon hovering in the void, frozen on the top of the mountain.

Torch altars stand on the ten thousand meter steps and are lined up on both sides.

A terrifying aura spread out from the top of the mountain, as if some powerful people were fighting.

When Lu Mingyuan saw this scene, his brows furrowed little by little.

Dynasty Altar, here we are.

(End of this chapter)