Beside them, Okamoto Touxia and a group of martial artists charged even more fiercely than before, seemingly trying to stop Zhang Yuanlei and his group.

Zhang Yuanlei and a group of veteran war gods sat cross-legged, surrounding Zhuge Wuwo in the middle.

Each person stretched out a hand and placed it on his back, ready to transfer all their life's power to him.

To complete this mission of eliminating traitors, everyone was prepared to die.

Suddenly, a violent tremor came from nearby.

The space that had been shrouded in mist was lifted up, revealing clear views of the outside world.

A figure slowly walked in, his whole body bathed in a cloud of blood mist. The person who came was Ye Feng.

A hint of joy flashed in Zhang Yuanlei's eyes.

"Ye Feng, how did you get in?"

Ye Feng said calmly.

"If you want to come in, then come in."

"It's just a mere illusion array, nothing to worry about."

Normally, given Ye Feng's cold-blooded nature, he wouldn't have gone to save Zhang Yuanlei and the others.

He had no interest in meddling in such trivial matters.

The main problem was that this illusion array blocked his way into the shrine.

Therefore, this obstacle must be removed.

At this moment, the illusion array began to fluctuate and become unstable as Ye Feng forcibly entered it.

Cracks have appeared in many places.

It looks like it could collapse at any moment.

"Baka!"

Okamoto Touxia roared and led dozens of his men to charge towards Ye Feng.

They were howling like a pack of mad dogs.

Anyway, they can't be killed, so there's nothing to fear.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Yuanlei quickly offered a kind reminder.

"Ye Feng, be careful, they are unkillable."

Ye Feng snorted coldly.

"That's for you."

"In my eyes, they are no different from ants."

After saying that, he slashed out with his sword.

The violent energy of the Xuanyuan Sword instantly spread out.

The sturdy floor tiles below were all blown away.

The terrifying sword energy spread outwards, instantly destroying the previously unbreakable illusion array.

It's like wiping away a spider web—effortless.

Okamoto Tou Natsu and the others were instantly annihilated, turning into clouds of blood mist.

This time, they were never resurrected.

Because the Xuanyuan Sword is a Dao artifact.

It has a natural ability to restrain these dark and evil spirits.

Ritual implements are also divided into levels, from low to high.

Spiritual artifacts, treasure artifacts, Dao artifacts, immortal artifacts, divine artifacts, etc.

Each level is further divided into three grades: upper, middle, and lower.

Even in the mortal world, it is difficult to find even the lowest-grade magical artifact.

Moreover, it is a Dao artifact of an even higher level.

The great formation that Zhang Yuanlei and the others struggled to break even at the cost of their lives was utterly vulnerable in front of Ye Feng.

The older generation of war gods, such as Zhuge Wuwo, looked at Ye Feng with a mixture of fervor and fear.

This kid is incredibly strong!

As expected of a powerful figure who could fight his way from Great Xia to Japan, unstoppable by anyone.

Ye Tianshen's reputation is truly well-deserved!

"Ye Feng, thank you very much this time. I am the old war god of the previous generation, Zhuge Wuwo."

Zhuge Wuwo quickly stepped forward and warmly extended his hand to Ye Feng.

"On behalf of the Ministry of War, I thank you for your timely intervention..."

Ye Feng, however, showed no interest whatsoever. He walked straight past him with his hands behind his back, not even glancing at him directly.

Indeed, it was just a minor Martial Soul of the third rank.

In his eyes, he was nothing more than a tiny ant.

Behind them, Mako Asada stared intently at Ye Feng's retreating figure.

She saw hope in Ye Feng.

Perhaps this time my sister can be saved.

Her older sister, Sakura Asada, has been imprisoned in the shrine due to her special physical condition, and there has been no news of her since.

Originally, she wanted to ask Miyamoto Nobuo's disciple, Chikawa Hirofumi, for help in saving her sister.

After all, he had been pursuing her all along.

The condition was that after rescuing her sister, she would become his girlfriend.

In order to win over Mako Asada, Hirofumi Senkawa readily agreed.

But unexpectedly, he was slapped to death by Ye Feng in the end.

If Ye Feng can break into the shrine, she will have a chance to rush in during the chaos and rescue her sister.

Meanwhile.

Thousands of meters underground within the shrine, there was an incredibly dark tower.

The entire tower was shrouded in dark fog, making it impossible to tell how many floors it had, giving it a mysterious and eerie appearance.

And on the first floor of the tower.

The interior appeared empty, except for a circular altar.

The surface of the altar was covered with densely packed blood-red runes, which looked like flowing blood, slowly writhing and appearing very eerie.

Dozens of black-clad warriors sat cross-legged around the altar.

The one with the highest cultivation level is a fourth-grade Martial Soul.

At the very least, it must be a first-grade martial spirit.

Dozens of martial spirit masters would be an extremely powerful force, no matter where they are placed.

At this moment, these martial spirit experts bit their tongues and spat a mouthful of blood onto the altar in front of them.

Buzz—

The crimson runes on the altar seemed to come alive, wriggling even faster.

They keep converging towards the center.

At this time.

In the center of the altar stood a black stone pillar.

A young and beautiful woman was tied to the stone pillar.

Upon closer inspection, the woman bears a striking resemblance to Mako Asada.

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