"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
To be safe, Tie Dan chiseled open the brain of the demon statue with his sword, split its spine, dissected its belly, shattered it to pieces, chopped it to bits, ensuring the thing could never rise again, and in the process dismantled all its organs for study.
Though this demon statue was made of stone, its internal organs were exactly like a human's, shockingly realistic, a closer look was truly a bit disgusting.
Unfortunately, even disassembled like this, Tie Dan still couldn't figure out what this Xuan Nu demon statue was, how it managed to move, whether it belonged to demons, monsters, humans or ghosts.
But the deeper he delved into Daoist skills and the more thoroughly he studied magic, the clearer Tie Dan understood that knowing people and faces doesn't mean knowing the heart, and what the eyes see often can't be trusted. In this world, there are too many Yin Yang variations, deceptive beauty, blinding techniques, and soul-bewildering arts among demons.
