Chapter 913: Ancient Attire Clone Art, Great Battle with the Stone Man

A moment later, after a long journey, Su Ming finally arrived at... the deepest part of the Cave Secret Realm!

Before his eyes was a great hall, completely different from all the other rooms.

The surroundings were filled with ink-green bluestone, as luxurious as sunken jade.

On the walls were carved many lifelike ancient murals.

This was the deepest part of the Ancient Attire Daoist's relic treasury!

"This is the place." Su Ming's gaze was calm.

He saw a stone platform floating in the very center of the hall, with a precious book lying quietly upon it.

Su Ming took a step forward.

Suddenly, a formation beneath his feet flickered.

Subsequently, the spiritual energy of the heavens and earth gathered, condensing into the image of an old man, lifelike and vivid.

This phantom of the old man had crane-white hair and a youthful complexion, dressed in black and white ancient robes, his expression placid as he stood with his hands behind his back.

"Junior cultivator, you have finally succeeded in finding my ultimate secret treasury." His voice was mature, echoing throughout the great hall.

"The world knows that I, the Ancient Attire Daoist, wielded the Ancient Attire Clone Art, roaming the Venerable realm without a single rival." His voice was arrogant as he looked coldly at Su Ming.

"And the secret manual in the center of this hall is the complete inheritance of my 'Ancient Attire Clone Art'!"

"Ancient Qi condenses the form, wearing clothes like a reflection."

"Roam and transform into dual methods, carefree like a clear phoenix."

"All the essence is recorded within." He murmured, as if savoring the incantations.

"If you obtain this technique, you will surely soar."

"But do not be hasty; my technique cannot be passed to a mediocre person. In the coming battle, survive with all your might, and you shall obtain this technique."

"If you are slain, this technique will be completely burned to ashes, never to see the light of day again." His voice was piercingly cold.

After saying this, the Ancient Attire Daoist's phantom dissipated.

At the same time, a green flame appeared above the ancient technique manual, falling from thin air.

This flame floated, and it was estimated that it would take several minutes before it landed on the manual and ignited it.

In other words, Su Ming still had a few minutes!

"This Ancient Attire Daoist is truly an arrogant person..." Wan Wu said, his brows furrowed tightly.

"If the first person to discover this technique fails the test, then the technique will burn, and no one else will be able to get it."

"In other words, he would rather cut off his own inheritance than give it to a mediocre person or those who come later by luck."

Su Ming nodded.

"Indeed, this Ancient Attire Daoist has a peculiar personality."

"He is only willing to pass this strongest technique to the first fated person who discovers it, but this fated person must not be mediocre."

"If the first discoverer fails the test, he would rather burn the manual than give it to the second person who discovers it later!" Su Ming's voice was calm.

Subsequently, he raised his hand and clenched it.

All his flying swords rose up, circling around him.

He was already prepared for battle.

Su Ming knew what kind of monster would be guarding the manual here, because this was his second time coming.

This would be a level 64 elite monster!

In his past life, it took several teams of class-transcenders joining forces with him to successfully slay that elite monster.

And this time, there were only he and Wan Wu.

But Su Ming's strength had undergone earth-shaking changes compared to his past life!

Therefore, he possessed immense confidence.

The next instant, a monster shattered the ceiling of the great hall and plummeted down!

This was a massive stone statue, over ten meters tall, with a rune flickering on its forehead and its entire body covered in curse patterns, flowing with a ghostly light.

It had no face, and in its hand, it gripped a massive stone axe, guarding before the manual.

This Ancient Attire Daoist was an all-around cultivator, having dabbled in formation setting, alchemy, and combat, and even being proficient in the art of sculpture.

This stone statue was the final guardian statue he left behind before his death, and it was also the condensation of the essence of his various methods throughout his life.

The combat power of this stone statue far exceeded that of ordinary demons and cultivators!

The stone statue brandished its massive stone axe, mobilizing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and slashed down with a boom!

In an instant, the entire great hall was shaking!

"Wan Wu, fight with me." Su Ming commanded.

Wan Wu nodded, activating all his skills to attack!

In an instant, light and shadow condensed into a magic orb, trembling in mid-air, gathering the surrounding power, and smashed down fiercely.

Su Ming also made his move.

He gripped the Extreme Yang Death Scar Broken Sword, simultaneously activating his sword-controlling skill to command all his flying swords to slash through the air.

At the same time, he also condensed dozens of Blades of Killing Intent!

*Hum-swish! *

The two men's skills disintegrated the shockwave unleashed by the giant axe.

Simultaneously, Su Ming clenched one hand, and the flying swords gathered in a flurry, slashing the entire giant stone statue until it was riddled with holes.