655 655. Stall

Noah held Chasing Demon's talisman in his grasp as the four statues encircled him and the elders.

He wasn't sure if someone inside the palace controlled them or if theirs was a natural reaction triggered by the presence of unwanted guests inside the defensive walls.

However, he was sure that they weren't living beings.

'A white tiger, a green dragon, a red phoenix, and a black turtle, all of them exuding the power of the sixth rank. Yet, the size of these statues doesn't reflect that of the species that they want to represent.'

Noah thought as he studied the puppets.

Those statues were all seven meters tall, a stature that any dragon and most tigers would surpass once reached that level.

The lines that covered their bodies shone with a blinding light and radiated a suffocating pressure, but they didn't charge at the group of heroic cultivators.

They simply limited themselves to surround Noah and the elders and stare them with their lifeless eyes.