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Chapter 664

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Song Chengbo, Bian Shiyan and Qi Qiubing seemed to have come here for a very important matter. Now that he heard Ning Cheng's words, he also didn't want to have a conflict with Bian Shiyan over Ning Cheng's matters. Therefore, he simply spoke up, "In that case, we'll go in first. Dao Friend Ning, please be careful. Remember, you can't use your Spiritual Consciousness inside the Temple of Fallen Stars, and your cultivation will also be suppressed by the laws here. "

After Song Chengbo finished speaking, he passed through the gap between the two pillars and did not greet Bian Shiyan. Apparently, he felt a little dissatisfied with Bian Shiyan's words. Seeing Song Chengbo enter, Bian Shiyan and Qi Qiubing also followed. From beginning to end, Qi Qiubing did not say a word.

Ning Cheng did not immediately follow them, but rather prepared some things that might be useful, and put them on his waist. Song Chengbo said that after entering, he would not be able to use his Spiritual Consciousness, and even his cultivation would be suppressed. This made Ning Cheng feel very grateful towards Song Chengbo.

If he couldn't even use the storage ring after entering, what if he needed elixirs and magic treasures? Because he could not use his Spiritual Consciousness, Ning Cheng had to take out the Nirvana Spear to protect himself. In the absence of Spiritual Consciousness, the Nirvana Spear would definitely be more powerful compared to ordinary weapons.

After everything was ready, Ning Cheng passed through the two pillars and entered the Temple of Fallen Stars.

As soon as Ning Cheng came in, a violent storm swept over. Ning Cheng simply could not stand firm, and was about to be swept away by this blade-like storm. Countless gravel hit his body, causing him a faint pain. When he looked back, there were no more pillars behind him. This meant that even if he wanted to retreat now, it was impossible.

Sure enough, Ning Cheng couldn't use his Spiritual Consciousness. Even with his Starry Sky Sea of Consciousness, he couldn't use his Spiritual Consciousness in this place. He could only barely stabilize his body and land.

Only now did he have a chance to look around. Everything around him was gray and undulating like the Gobi Desert, with gravel and undulating stone mounds. The howling wind swept over the boundless gravel and gravel bags, sweeping up the gravel and sending it whistling past.

From time to time, these gravel would hit Ning Cheng's body. If Ning Cheng was not a Nirvana Cultivator in the Body-Forging Realm, then these gravel would have definitely injured him. Fortunately, these gales were not spatial storms. There were no spatial elements involved. They were just gales. Occasionally, one or two huge stones flew towards him, but Ning Cheng managed to block them with his Nirvana Spear.

Ning Cheng took a few steps forward, completely without any sense of direction. After entering this place, it was as if he had entered a huge desert. However, the sand here was not fine sand, but gravel.

Since entering the Yi Xing Mainland, Ning Cheng had experienced a lot of crises. Strictly speaking, the strong wind in the Shattered Stone Desert was nothing much. When he first entered the Time Wilderness, he also experienced the suppression of his Spiritual Consciousness in the Sea of Twilight. However, by relying on himself, he could slowly stretch out his Spiritual Consciousness, relying on his Starry Sky Sea of Consciousness.

At this time, Ning Cheng was carefully moving forward while constantly stretching out his Spiritual Consciousness.

Ning Cheng's efforts were not in vain. A day later, he finally stretched out a part of his Spiritual Consciousness. From the initial one foot, it slowly grew to ten feet. On the tenth day, his Spiritual Awareness could already extend to about ten feet, and at this time, the surrounding storm also gradually weakened.

He seemed to have reached the edge of the rocky desert. Ning Cheng had just breathed in a sigh of relief when his Spiritual Consciousness swept past a very fast Spacial Blade Light. In desperation, Ning Cheng could only fall on his back, while the Spacial Blade Light brushed past his chest.

Ning Cheng broke out in a cold sweat. If he could not extend out his Spiritual Consciousness, even if this attack did not split him in half, he would not have felt any better. Moreover, he still had the Nirvana Spear in his hand; otherwise, it would have been even more dangerous. Sure enough, as Song Chengbo said, this place was filled with dangers everywhere. After coming in, one had to be prepared to fall at any time.

He did not encounter any danger before because he was still on the periphery. But after entering the inner area, he suddenly encountered a Spacial Wind Blade. This was just the first one, but there must be more behind it.

The Spacial Wind Blade almost split him in half, but he could not find even a shadow of the Great Heaven Essence Fruit. In Ning Cheng's view, in this kind of endless gravel desert, wanting to grow Spiritual Grasses, was something that was absolutely impossible.

If Song Chengbo did not lie to him, then he must have gone in the wrong direction. Unfortunately, Ning Cheng did not have a map of the Temple of Fallen Stars. As such, the only thing he could do was to keep moving forward.

The storm that swept away the gravel had disappeared, and the abrupt Spacial Wind Blades grew even denser. These Spacial Wind Blades were traceless and without warning. For cultivators with Spiritual Consciousness, they did not pose much of a threat. But for cultivators who could not extend out their Spiritual Consciousness, these Spacial Wind Blades posed a constant threat to their lives.

Although Ning Cheng's Spiritual Consciousness could now extend out to about ten feet, he still remained cautious. A range of ten feet was not a safe distance for his Spiritual Consciousness.

After walking for a few dozen miles, Ning Cheng found that the Gobi Desert still remained under his feet, but the storm had completely disappeared. One statue after another lay strewn across the gravel beach. Occasionally, half of a pillar stood crookedly between these broken statues, giving the place a desolate and desolate look.

Right at this moment, a shrill and shrill scream sounded out. In this empty place without any obstacles, Ning Cheng could hear it clearly. This scream belonged to Song Chengbo.

Knowing that something had happened to Song Chengbo, Ning Cheng immediately became even more vigilant. He slightly deviated his direction and moved in the direction of Song Chengbo's scream. If he could, he did not mind helping Song Chengbo.

After half-an-incense stick worth of time, Ning Cheng stopped and looked at the statue in front of him. He could not help but feel a chill in his heart. In front of him was a statue that had lost half of its face and was stuck in the ground at a slanted angle. Even its feet could not be seen, and it only had one arm.

Ning Cheng had seen too many of these statues, so he did not need to feel a chill. What made Ning Cheng feel a chill was not the statue, but the statue's hand.

The statue's hand was dripping with blood, and a piece of rag hung from one of its fingers. Ning Cheng and Song Chengbo had only been separated for a few days, so he could tell at a glance that this piece of rag belonged to Song Chengbo. Ning Cheng felt sure that Song Chengbo's scream was because the statue in front of him had grabbed him.

A clay statue actually managed to grab Song Chengbo, a Heaven Seated Powerhouse, and even injure Song Chengbo. It was just too strange.

As Ning Cheng's Spiritual Consciousness passed through the clay statue, he quickly felt that something was wrong. This statue was indeed made of clay, but it contained clay blood vessels, clay bones, and even a clay heart.

Ning Cheng had entered the starry skies for cultivation, and his nerves had already become extremely tough. But this clay statue still made his scalp tingle. As an Array Formation Master and an Artefact-crafting Master, although he did not know how to refine puppets, it did not mean that he did not know how to refine puppets.

This statue was not a puppet, absolutely not. He did not see any array formation engraved on this statue, nor did he see any traces of refining.

Thinking of this strange scene, Ning Cheng was just about to take a step back when his surroundings suddenly solidified. Immediately, the space around him no longer seemed to belong to him. The space around him suddenly caved in, and he immediately approached the blood-stained palm of the statue.

"Laws of Space ….." Ning Cheng cried out in shock. This palm seemed like it wanted to cut open his abdomen.

In a panic, Ning Cheng no longer cared about anything else and smashed the Nirvana Spear in his hand towards the palm. It was his most powerful spirit technique, Sunset's Twilight.

The collapsing space stopped in an instant, and the statue's palm finally failed to pass through Ning Cheng's chest. Ning Cheng's Nirvana Spear also took advantage of this momentary pause to strike the statue's palm.

"Bang ….." A dull sound emerged, and Ning Cheng was blasted away by the powerful backlash.

Seeing that he was about to hit another statue, Ning Cheng once again swung the Nirvana Spear in his hand. With another impact, Ning Cheng barely managed to land on the gravel ground.

Ning Cheng clenched the Nirvana Spear in his hand, feeling horrified in his heart. Just now, the clay statue had compressed the space around him, not because of the Laws of Space. It was just like his Maximal Flame Spirit Technique, which simulated a space-type spirit technique. If it really was a space-type spirit technique, then even his Sunset's Twilight would not have been able to reverse the situation.

What shocked Ning Cheng was not the simulated space-type spirit technique, but the clay statue's palm. When his Nirvana Spear and the clay statue's palm collided, Ning Cheng clearly felt that this was not a clay statue, but a corporeal body. In other words, although these clay statues looked like statues, they had corporeal bodies just like humans.

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