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That stone statue was very tall, and even wider than the relics that just collapsed. It rose slowly, pointing towards the pitch darkness above. Only then did the upper half of the statue appear in front of the three. That was a woman, holding a round fruit-shaped Dharma artifact in her hand. Her eyes narrowed slightly, and that face...

"Why do I find this a bit familiar?" Lily was slightly stunned.

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Jing Qi was shocked too, "Isn't this..."

He reactively turned to look at Yi Qing, and saw that he was already completely stunned. His widened eyes looked straight at the stone statue, and only after a long while did he say in a murmuring voice, "Master?"

Jing Qi's face darkened. This stone statue was one of the woman whose surname was Shen, who once dined at Yi Qing's house, and the Master who took him as a disciple later. But why was her stone statue appearing in this mystic realm, and in the mansion of the owner of the relic besides?

He had a bad presentiment in his heart, and he felt the person beside him even harder to understand. Looking at his blank stares, he couldn't help but spoke ironically, "Hmph, that master of yours still has many secrets! It seems that your master-disciple relation was not that good after all!"

Yi Qing's expression changed. He turned towards him, his look cold as ice. An extremely thick wave of Sword Qi rushed straight towards him.

Jing Qi's eyes widened suddenly, and his heart tightened. He felt as if he had fallen through ice, and the meridians all over his body were getting frozen. It was as if he was dying from broken meridians the next instant.

"There's an exit on top!" Lily suddenly cried out beside them. She pointed at the space above the stone statue. The rising stone statue directly broke through the black wind blades and lifelike swarms above it. There was an exit in the direction of the stone statue.

Yi Qing looked up, and said with a deep voice, "Let's go!"

He flew up immediately, and Lily followed closely.

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Jing Qi made a few gasps, pressed the position of his heart, and looked at Yi Qing not far away. That must have indeed been an illusion just now. Yi Qing was merely a cultivator of Foundation Establishment level, it wasn't possible for him to possess such terrible Sword Qi.

His face darkened, and he felt a bit angry at himself for losing his focus just now. Only then did he go ahead following the other two.

As the statue directly pushed out the layer of the swarm, they managed to fly out without getting tangled any further.

"Young Uncle-Master!" Once he flew out, the disciples who had been waiting in the air for a day surrounded him instantly. There was even a younger disciple who couldn't control himself for a moment and burst out crying.

"Young Uncle-Master, wow, you really got out. We got so scared."

"Yeah, young Uncle-Master, you didn't know that we have been burning incense. If you still haven't returned after another quarter of an hour, we were going to rush in."

"Young Uncle-Master. Wow... It's so good, young Uncle-Master. Can I be dreaming? You are really alive."

"Young Junior Brother, don't cry anymore. Your snot is getting onto your clothes."

He purred. "I'm just too happy."

Yi Qing's look remained cold and serious. He frowned, stepped back from the crying disciple and turned to look at the incense on the ground which was burning towards the end. He asked, "Everyone's here?"