Nanfeng shouted anxiously.

"A bunch of useless trash, what use are you to me?"

The old man in black robes was furious.

Then, the old man in black robes raised his hands and began to circulate a terrifying demonic technique.

"swallow."

As soon as the old man in black robes uttered the word "swallow," a black vortex immediately appeared in front of his palms.

The black vortex, like a black hole, frantically devoured the power and life force of its subordinates.

"Ah, Lord, what are you doing?"

Nanfeng was shocked and incredulous.

"If we want to kill Ye Qiu now, it is no longer possible to disperse our power. Only if you gather your power into me can we succeed."

The old man in black robes spoke in a chilling voice, devouring everything in his path.

Its aura grew stronger and stronger, as if it had transformed into a demon, and a black mark appeared between its brows, emanating a chilling aura.

Ye Qiu frowned, then immediately took action, swiftly killing the remaining dozen or so people to stop the black-robed elder from continuing to devour them.

"Hehehe, you wanted to interrupt my devouring, but you were too late."

Next, you will experience the power of my Nine Netherworld Technique.

The old man in black robes chuckled and charged at Ye Qiu.

At this moment, the old man in black robes had his face contorted, with some strange black patterns appearing, making him look particularly ferocious and terrifying, like a vengeful ghost.

"You disgusting old monster, die!"

Instead of retreating, Ye Qiu advanced to meet the black-robed elder in battle.

The battle has now evolved from a group of people besieging Ye Qiu to a one-on-one life-or-death struggle.

After absorbing the power of more than a dozen people, the black-robed elder's cultivation level increased dramatically, making his combat power extremely formidable.

Even with Ye Qiu's extraordinary physical strength, he was forced into a disadvantageous position at this moment.

But Ye Qiu did not fall, and fought the old man in black robes to a standstill.

After dozens of moves, the black-robed elder's expression changed, and he couldn't help but ask, "I am already on the Divine Bridge, but you are only at the Spirit Sea Realm and have not yet entered the Divine Bridge, yet you can fight me to this extent. Who exactly are you? Who is your master?"

"Are you scared?" Ye Qiu sneered, "Using crooked and unorthodox methods to forcibly improve your cultivation doesn't make you any more powerful."

"Heh, if you're so capable, why don't you try using crooked methods to improve your cultivation?"

The old man in black robes had a cold look in his eyes, and bursts of black energy erupted wildly, like the power of the Netherworld, striking Ye Qiu relentlessly.

This power contains a terrifying force of decay and invades the soul.

If it weren't for Ye Qiu's bloodline power, which had the miraculous effect of neutralizing this force, Ye Qiu might have truly met with disaster here today.

Even with the miraculous effects of his bloodline power, Ye Qiu was in a very dangerous situation, covered in blood and his injuries were worsening.

"If you tell me who your teacher is, I might consider letting you go."

The old man in black robes asked again.

No comment.

Ye Qiu sneered.

"Then die! The Nine Netherworld Spear will forever imprison your soul."

The old man in black robes roared, his hands moving to control a massive amount of black energy, which transformed into a sinister spear.

The spear cleaved through the sky with overwhelming force, charging towards Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu tried his best to defend, but the difference in their cultivation levels was too great. In the end, Ye Qiu was unable to block the spear and it pierced his chest.