Chapter 749: A Sorry Spectacle

Jun Tianyu stared at the statues, his face full of shock.

If Ye Yuan hadn't said so, he would never have thought in that direction.

But now, the more he looked, the more he felt Ye Yuan was telling the truth!

These statues were too lifelike, so lifelike they were exactly like real people!

The expressions of these ladies were so vivid that Jun Tianyu found it hard to imagine what kind of craftsman could carve such realistic statues.

There was only one possibility—these were living people!

"But these statues are cold to the touch, very much like stone," Jun Tianyu said, still somewhat incredulous.

Ye Yuan sighed and said, "I have studied ancient alchemy. In ancient times, there was a potion called Petrification Powder. After drinking it, a person's entire body stiffens like stone, and their expression freezes at the moment of petrification. I suspect these ladies were given Petrification Powder, which is why they became like this."

"Then... what about the others?" Jun Tianyu pointed at the others.

"These women must have been playing a piece of music before they died. After they were petrified, their living souls were trapped inside their bodies, never to be released. They died with resentment, so when living people approach them, they use all their former abilities to seduce them. Once they are completely lost, their souls leave their bodies and can never return." Ye Yuan said.

Jun Tianyu shuddered in fear. These women's seduction techniques were extremely powerful; as martial artists at the Heavenly Revelation stage, they couldn't resist at all.

If not for Ye Yuan's warning, he probably wouldn't have lasted much longer.

And according to Ye Yuan, weren't the others in great danger?

"Then... what should we do now? Save them... or not?" Jun Tianyu hesitated.

Ye Yuan said, "This ancient cave dwelling is very sinister. Who knows how many dangers lie ahead. Our greatest enemy now is not them, but the dangers here! Letting them die may not be good for us."

The existence capable of creating such eerie statues was probably not easy to deal with.

This cave dwelling was full of crises. It would be difficult for just Ye Yuan and Jun Tianyu to continue alone.

If something really happened, having more people would increase the hope of survival.

"Then... how do we save them?"

When it came to fighting enemies, Jun Tianyu was very skilled. But faced with this situation, he could only look bewildered.

Ye Yuan slowly closed his eyes, muttered something under his breath, and a vast soul power spread out.

Jun Tianyu's eyes narrowed as he looked at Ye Yuan in surprise.

He hadn't expected Ye Yuan's soul power to be so formidable!

"Break!"

Ye Yuan suddenly let out a soft shout. The sound was not loud, but it was extremely penetrating!

The Sanskrit sounds still lingering in the square were directly shattered by Ye Yuan's shout!

At the same time, Ye Yuan's voice entered everyone's sea of consciousness.

This soft shout was like a thunderclap to them, directly pulling them back to reality.

"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey! What was I doing? Disgusting!"

"Holy crap, what did I just do?"

"Oh, I can't live anymore! So embarrassing!"

A group of martial artists blushed furiously as they realized they were making all sorts of shameful movements.

Some statues had their faces covered in saliva from the martial artists' kisses, looking utterly disgusting.

Ye Yuan shook his head and sighed, "These guys really have some heavy tastes. If we let them continue, who knows what else they would have done."

Jun Tianyu laughed heartily, "It's only human, only human! Hahaha..."

Though he tried to hold it in, Jun Tianyu finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Hearing his laughter, the others wished they could find a hole to crawl into.

If these statues had been beautiful women, it might have been one thing, but they were doing such things to statues—it was utterly disgraceful.

Ying Tianya, his old face red, came to Ye Yuan and asked, "Um... Master Ye, did you save us?"

"That's right. If not for Ye Yuan, you would have died, and even your souls would never be reincarnated! Some people wanted to kill Ye Yuan earlier—how ironic!" Jun Tianyu suddenly stopped laughing and snorted coldly.

Pei Wenqiang had been hugging two statues, his hands already inside their clothes, making all sorts of indecent movements, looking indescribably lewd.

And Jun Tianyu's words were clearly directed at him.

"Heh, easy for you to say! This cave dwelling is eerie. He's afraid that if we die, he won't be able to get out alone. Don't give me that crap; I won't be grateful to him!"

Pei Wenqiang wasn't stupid; he quickly figured out Ye Yuan's intention.

"Regardless, Ye Yuan saved you, that's a fact." Jun Tianyu frowned.

Seeing Pei Wenqiang like this, Jun Tianyu almost regretted saving him.

But Ye Yuan said calmly, "Brother Jun, no need to say more."

Ye Yuan hadn't expected Pei Wenqiang to be grateful; arguing about it was pointless.

"Everyone, step back!" Ye Yuan suddenly said.

The other martial artists looked at each other, but ultimately obeyed and stepped back.

Even Pei Wenqiang and He Shuming, who were most at odds with Ye Yuan, wisely moved aside.

Though he showed no gratitude verbally, deep down Pei Wenqiang felt a trace of thanks for Ye Yuan's rescue.

Even if it was just a tiny bit, it was still there.

Regardless of Ye Yuan's motives, he had saved Pei Wenqiang's life.

So this time, for once, he didn't contradict Ye Yuan.

Moreover, he was curious about what Ye Yuan intended to do.

Ye Yuan approached a lady statue and suddenly reached out, pointing at her forehead.

A faint soul power seeped into the statue through his finger. Then, to everyone's astonishment, something happened.

The statue began to emit a faint glow.

As they watched in stunned silence, the statue suddenly crumbled into dust!

Before Ye Yuan appeared a faint phantom, identical to the statue.

Clearly, this was the statue's soul.

Seeing Ye Yuan, the soul bowed gracefully to him.

But the phantom was extremely ethereal, almost on the verge of dissipating. Trapped for countless years, the soul was so weak it couldn't even speak.

Ye Yuan simply nodded and went to another statue, repeating the process. That statue also turned to dust, leaving only a faint phantom.

That phantom also bowed to him in gratitude, looking pitiful.

Ye Yuan sighed softly and moved on to the next statue.

Thus, Ye Yuan went from statue to statue, turning each one into powder.