Lord Death Is Now Back Home by Chris

Chapter 1227: The Treasure Vault

Others were also engaged in fierce battles with the giant stone statues. Two Grandmaster-level practitioners teamed up to attack one of the statues. To their surprise, the statue did not dodge their attacks at all Their swords and knives struck the statue, only to produce a shower of sparks without causing any damage.

Seeing this, the two Grandmasters turned pale. They tried to retreat, but the stone statue punched them before they could react. With a loud bang, both were turned into a mist of blood. Blood, flesh, and intestines covered the ground, creating an extremely gruesome scene. Many who witnessed it couldn't help but retch.

It was horrifying-truly horrifying! Watching two Grandmasters get killed, Peterson Abernathy's face darkened. Those two Grandmasters were from the Abernathy family. He hadn't expected them to die at the hands of these stone statues.

Peterson Abernathy shouted, "All Grandmaster-level practitioners fall back! Let Chief Master-level practitioners handle these stone statues." It became clear that sending Grandmasters against the statues was futile. Only Chief Master-level practitioners could withstand their attacks.

As time passed, the battle grew more intense. Chris Shelby was being attacked by three stone statues at once. Despite his formidable strength, he was forced to retreat step by step. Although these stone statues only had Chief Master-level strength, their defense was astonishingly strong. Killing them was no easy task.

Fortunately, these statues had a fatal weakness: they were mere puppets without intelligence. Chris Shelby stopped confronting them head-on and adopted a hit-and-run tactic. Before long, he gained the upper hand against the three statues. Others observed his strategy and began to imitate it.

Suddenly, a dull thud echoed from nearby. Chris Shelby turned to see Devil's Frown being punched away by one of the stone statues. Devil's Frown crashed heavily to the ground, spewing a mouthful of blood and clearly gravely injured. Despite being a Transcendence-level practitioner, Devil's Frown couldn't withstand the statue's incredible defense and was caught off guard.

As Devil's Frown lay on the ground, the stone statue approached him step by step, raising its fist to strike him down. In despair, Devil's Frown closed his eyes, knowing he would surely die from this blow. Facing death filled him with fear because he still had an unfulfilled wish: to rebuild Ghost Sect! He hadn't expected to lose his life in Jefferson Village.

Seeing Devil's Frown about to be killed, Chris Shelby didn't hesitate. He abandoned the three stone statues he was fighting and instantly vanished from his spot.

Just as Devil's Frown awaited death, a figure rushed over. When he opened his eyes again, he saw Chris Shelby blocking the statue's attack with his sword.

"Chris Shelby, you..." Devil's Frown was incredulous that Chris Shelby had come to save him despite their enmity.

"Enough thinking!" Chris Shelby

glanced at Devil's Frown and said, "We're in this together now; your death does me no good, so I saved you." The dangers of this ancient tomb far exceeded Chris Shelby's expectations. Keeping Devil's Frown alive would help share some of the burden since losing a Transcendence-level practitioner would make facing these statues even harder. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

"I..." Devil's Frown was momentarily speechless but felt a twinge of gratitude for Chris Shelby's timely rescue.

Ignoring Devil's Frown, Chris Shelby swung his sword fiercely at the statue, sending it flying backward. He then slashed at its head with all his might. With a loud crash, the statue hit the ground hard enough to create a large pit but still managed to get up despite being struck on the head.

Chris Shelby didn't relent and charged again, delivering another powerful slash. Finally, he decapitated the statue with one final blow.

Everyone fought desperately,

exerting their utmost strength. Soon

enough, people began falling victim

to the stone statues; one of Daniek Williams Chief Master-level

practitioners was killed among

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others. Though Chris Shelby's group suffered heavy losses, nearly half of the stone statues were decapitated and rendered immobile.

After about an hour of fierce fighting, all ten stone statues were destroyed and lay scattered on the ground as piles of rubble. Chris Shelby and his companions quickly exited the killing formation's range. Once out of danger, they reached the edge of a palace and looked back at hundreds of corpses lying on the ground with hearts full of fear. From initial traps to realistic illusions and now this deadly killing formation-each trial had claimed countless lives.

With fewer survivors left after passing through these trials, everyone knew that reaching this point was largely due to luck. Silence fell over them as many wore grim expressions; they wondered if they could survive upcoming trials or if they would all perish here.

Soon enough they arrived at another

palace level which differed from previous ones-it had many side halls.

filled with treasures that were

anything but ordinary! Overjoyed people rushed forward eagerly trying to seize them but quickly realized their faces turning sour-the treasures were all protected by restrictive formations making it impossible to take them directly.