Of course, it wasn't that great either.
"..."
Chen Qiu calmly gazed at the statue standing before him, towering dozens of feet high and resembling his own visage, neatly crafted, with a distinct nose and face.
He stood upright on the spot, his face expressionless, his body devoid of any superfluous movements, and his clothes perfectly neat.
It looked... like a dead person.
There was an extremely standardized, stiff, lifeless feeling to it.
"Not too bad,"
Chen Qiu didn't mind and continued walking towards the remaining statues. Though they felt a little stiff, they were certainly better than the entire Dwarf Clan.
The rest of the statues were quite impressive.
They captured key moments of glory, and under the filter of the Heavenly Dao, they looked majestic and awe-inspiring.
He had nine statues now.
