“I don’t like the look of this,” Wu Jian muttered. “My instincts are telling me not to go down there.”
“That’s just as well,” Master Yun Chi said with a sigh. “Those two statues standing near the door are terracotta guardians, animated clay statues imbued with powerful offensive and defensive capabilities. They serve as guardians. If we go down there, they will come to life and do their best to kill us.”
Terracotta guardians were not sentient creatures but more like magical artifacts. To create one, a cultivator would mold a special clay infused with chi called jingyun clay, then apply a sealing array over the guardian using a special ink made with their own blood. While these two terracotta guardians were shaped like people, they did not have to be. These creations came in many shapes and sizes. What shape a terracotta guardian took depended on the aesthetic sense of the one creating it.
“How strong are they?” asked Tang Tiantian.