# Chapter 1687: Three Statues
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At the former site of the Tian Yan Holy Clan, many people had originally not left, and now, figures continued to arrive one after another.
When Lin Feng and Qing Feng and the others descended upon the former site of the Tian Yan Holy Clan, the powerful formation at the central location still stood there, with no one able to break it.
"Those people are all rushing back to their clans. Can they really be certain that the Tian Yan Minor Array Dao carved in the Grieving Heart Mansion is truly a weakened version of the Tian Yan Grand Array?" Xiong spoke, somewhat skeptical.
"Looking from the outside, this Tian Yan Grand Array is indeed an enlarged version of that formation. As for what lies within the array, that remains unknown. Those experts will make their own judgments—there's no need for us to worry," Qing Feng said calmly.
Lin Feng's expression was calm. Indeed, the experts of the ancient saint clans would make their own decisions. They only needed to wait.
"That old undying fellow is still here." Lin Feng's gaze swept across the surroundings, and he soon spotted the figure in the Daoist robe. Yan Di was remarkably composed at the moment, quietly sitting in a corner as if detached from worldly affairs. However, Lin Feng didn't know what he was waiting for.
Just then, a heavenly might suddenly descended. The crowd looked up, and they felt as if the sky itself was collapsing, the heavens trembling.
"Heavenly might—has the ancestor of the Cang Clan arrived?" The crowd wondered inwardly. Then, an aged voice rolled out: "Everyone, leave this area for a thousand li."
The pupils of the crowd contracted slightly. The old monsters of the ancient saint clans were finally making their move, now expelling them.
Yan Di opened his eyes, a sharp gleam flashing within them. Then his figure drifted backward without any hesitation, his movements fluid and natural, as if he had long anticipated this day.
In the void above, a ten-thousand-zhang divine seal radiated light that illuminated heaven and earth, causing the crowd's pupils to contract again. The old monster of the Dugu Clan had also appeared. It seemed they were truly going to move against this Tian Yan Grand Array.
"Let's go," Qing Feng said. Their group retreated swiftly, and everyone was leaving. No one dared to defy the words of the terrifying great power of the Cang Clan. Figures of this level could directly crush the heavens and kill them as easily as crushing ants, with no effort at all.
As they retreated, several more heavenly mights manifested in the void. The crowd knew these were the super-terrifying experts of the various ancient saint clans and ancient clans. Unfortunately, they were forced to retreat a thousand li away and had no chance to witness those great powers breaking the formation.
A thousand li away, Lin Feng stared into the distance but could see nothing. He only murmured to himself: "I wonder if they can break the Tian Yan Grand Array. If the formation is broken, what will appear?"
"Perhaps a small world will emerge," Qing Feng replied softly. The true core of every powerful ancient clan was their small world; everything outside was too easily destroyed. After the Tian Yan Holy Clan was annihilated, no one knew what had become of the small worlds of so many experts. Perhaps the Tian Yan Grand Array was protecting a small world.
"Boom!" In the distance, a terrifying sound trembled in the eardrums of the crowd, letting them know that the formation-breaking had begun there. With such a commotion, the power of the Tian Yan Grand Array was terrifying beyond imagination.
"How could the beauties of the Guang Han Palace have such strong deduction abilities, and why did they go to break the Tian Yan Minor Array Dao? And what was the meaning of Yiren Lei's final words?" Many questions arose in Lin Feng's mind. Even if he and Qing Feng hadn't appeared, the Guang Han Palace would still have been able to break the formation. Was it to tell the various ancient saint clans the method to break the array?
Lin Feng felt that things were not that simple.
In the distance, waves of terrifying aura spread. Even a thousand li away, the crowd could feel a terrifying heavenly might. Around them were not only Lin Feng and his group but also some great emperors and powerful Martial Emperors of the ancient saint clans, all very concerned about the formation.
However, as time passed, that heavenly might gradually weakened. This caused sharp glints to flash in the eyes of the crowd. Did this mean the array was weakening and about to be broken?
Lin Feng looked at Yan Di, who was leisurely closing his eyes and resting, seemingly unconcerned with everything outside. But Lin Feng understood that if this fellow wasn't concerned, that would be strange.
"Boom!" Suddenly, the crowd felt their hearts tremble violently. A thousand li away, a terrifying annihilating heavenly might spread, reaching an extreme level, more frightening than at any other moment.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" One terrifying sound after another rolled forth. The crowd was now filled with curiosity. What exactly had happened?
"Let's go." At this moment, the great emperor-level experts of the ancient saint clans stepped forward, rushing into the distance. This sight caused the pupils of the crowd to contract. What had happened to the great powers of the ancient saint clans when they broke the formation?
"A Saint Emperor is injured. The small world of the Tian Yan Holy Clan has appeared." A voice suddenly rang out in the sky, causing the crowd's hearts to tremble violently. At this moment, even more experts stepped forward, rushing ahead. A Saint Emperor was injured?
"No..." Angry roars came from afar, followed by continuous explosive sounds of destruction. The crowd saw terrifying destructive power appearing in the distant void, with law force wildly dispersing. This meant a powerful Martial Emperor had fallen, killed by someone unknown.
"Let's go." Qing Feng and the others all stepped forward. Their identities were extraordinary; even the great powers of the ancient saint clans wouldn't dare to touch them easily.
Clouds rolled in the void, and terrifying auras departed, causing countless speculations to arise in the crowd's hearts. It seemed the great powers were leaving. Had it really happened as that voice said—a Saint Emperor was injured?
When Lin Feng returned to the location of the formation, he found that the formation had disappeared. As Qing Feng had guessed, underground, an underground palace had appeared. The Tian Yan Grand Array seemed to have been merely an entrance to this palace.
"Where are those great emperor experts?" The crowd looked at the palace, but no one was there. Where had the great power-level experts who arrived first gone? Not only those great emperor-level figures, but even the powerful Martial Emperors who arrived earliest seemed to have vanished. At the entrance, some Martial Emperor experts were staring at it, but no one entered.
"There seem to be ethereal sacred marks there." The crowd stared intently at the entrance, and soon they detected faint ripples spreading, occasionally lighting up with radiance. If one didn't look carefully, they would be impossible to notice.
At this moment, in a space infinitely far from here, many figures suddenly appeared. When they realized where they were, they released overwhelming fury. That damned Tian Yan Grand Array—after the Saint Emperor was injured breaking it, it was finally cracked. But the entrance was also a trap. The moment they stepped into it, they were teleported to this unknown distance. The Tian Yan Grand Array had not been completely broken; instead, it had transformed into a terrifying ancient teleportation formation.
"Tian Yan Grand Array, Tian Yan—worthy of the name Tian Yan." They were all furious in their hearts, frantically rushing back.
At the location of the Tian Yan Grand Array, the crowd dared not easily step into it again. Just then, with a booming sound, those faint ripples seemed to completely vanish, revealing the true underground palace.
But the crowd still hesitated, not daring to enter easily, not even the Martial Emperor experts. As for the great emperor experts, there were none left here. Those great emperors had moved too quickly earlier, all afraid of being beaten to the prize. But they entered quickly and were teleported away even faster.
"Boundless Heavenly Venerable, since none of you wish to enter, this poor Daoist will go. If I don't enter hell, who will?" At this moment, Yan Di, in his Daoist robe, waved his horsetail whisk and then directly stepped into the palace below. The crowd stared fixedly at his figure, watching him actually appear below. The sacred marks had completely disappeared; there were no more traps.
Following the huge entrance, figures flashed in wildly. But inside this great hall, it was actually very empty, with only three things: three statues. The statue on the left was a seemingly disheveled old man, curled up in a corner.
In the right corner was also a statue, likewise an old man, but his clothing was slightly more plain. Only the central statue had a dignified and solemn appearance. Moreover, in the hands of this statue, two items were held: a golden leaf book, and a chessboard, very similar to the Tian Yan Chessboard that had been revealed before.
"Where there are heavy treasures, there is danger. If I don't enter hell, who will? This old Daoist is prepared to test the way." Yan Di spoke as he walked toward the central statue.
But at that moment, waves of terrifying aura suddenly descended upon Yan Di, freezing his steps. He then flicked his horsetail whisk and intoned: "Boundless Heavenly Venerable, this old Daoist will stay on the sidelines."
Having said this, Yan Di's figure moved toward the left side. Behind him, a group of experts all rushed toward the central statue, their eyes burning with desire.
That page of scripture was too conspicuous. There was only one thing on their minds: the Tian Yan Holy Scripture.
"Boom!" A group of figures stepped forward almost simultaneously, as fast as lightning, charging straight toward that page of scripture in the spacious hall ahead.
"Get lost!"
"Mine!" Rumbling explosive sounds rolled forth. Before they even reached the scripture, battle had already erupted. Who could tolerate others seizing the ancient scripture? This was very likely the Tian Yan Holy Scripture and the Tian Yan Chessboard.
"This old Daoist said it—where there are heavy treasures, there is danger." Yan Di sighed lightly, and without anyone noticing, he walked to the corner and stroked the statue of the disheveled old man curled up there.
"It seems this broken thing has a connection with this old Daoist. I'll take it." Yan Di seemed to be talking to himself. Seeing this, Lin Feng's eyes flickered continuously. When had Yan Di ever been so easygoing? The ancient scripture and the Tian Yan Chessboard were right in front of him, yet he wasn't tempted, instead going to embrace a useless statue?
If Lin Feng believed that, pigs would climb trees. So, without any courtesy, Lin Feng walked toward the statue in the right corner.
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