Chapter 121 The Function of the True Martial Divine God Statue_2

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Gazing down at the earth below, his expression darkened slightly. Suddenly, his figure transformed into the Dragon Turtle True Form, and he let out a long chant as Chaotic Edge appeared in the sky.

A Crescent Moon Sword hung in the Nine Heavens and slashed downward. There were no scattered blade fragments, only a strike that aimed at himself.

The Yin Ghosts were not living creatures. They were mere condensations of Yin Qi and Death Qi, without any concept of life before or of the cycle of rebirth after death. Once dispersed, they didn't even leave corpses, just a cluster of Yin Qi.

Even the Mo Family's mechanisms were inferior to them. Lacking any characteristic of a living being, Chaotic Edge would not cut them.

Su He's figure swept through the waves, flying forward, while above his head Crescent Moon Sword kept cleaving at the air, with only Su He himself continually receiving the blows.