The Netherworld Sect, coveting Cai Boyan's benefits, attacked Yang Cheng, but by then the old man from the Netherworld Sect had already regretted it.
In his opinion, it was the time when Yin energy was reviving, and cultivators from various schools of thought were able to control some supernatural abilities to varying degrees.
But the truly strong ones are still just a few.
Even if Yang Cheng is strong, how strong can he really be?
The five members of the Underworld Sect, working together, would dare to challenge even the abbot of Baolian Temple or the president of the Taoist Federation.
Who knew that their attack on Yang Cheng today would backfire so badly, and after just a few rounds, one of them had already lost his life!
Yang Cheng's bloodlust had been completely aroused, and the Soul-Severing Spear swept straight towards the man holding the Mourning Staff.
The golden body of the city emperor and the black and gold body of Ying Gou complemented each other, instantly forcing the man back more than ten steps.
The mourning staff in his hand had been torn apart by Yang Cheng's spear earlier. Now, he actually reached under his own ribs with both hands and forcefully pulled out two of his ribs to fight Yang Cheng, but Yang Cheng smashed them directly.
The switch from a knife to a gun didn't significantly impact Yang Cheng's close-combat skills.
Perhaps there was some unfamiliarity at the beginning, but after a fierce battle to the death, there was no difference between them.
The man wielding the mourning staff was powerful only because he fed ghosts with his own body, but in reality, his close combat skills were not particularly strong, and he was directly suppressed to the bottom by Yang Cheng.
The old man from the Underworld Gate shook the soul-summoning banner in his hand, and the ground cracked open, revealing a huge ghostly hand reaching out to grab Yang Cheng, but he dodged it with a sudden leap.
Two little devils suddenly reappeared around Yang Cheng and started tearing at his legs.
These two little things may not be very strong, but they are quite annoying.
They possess the power to traverse space directly, and can dodge immediately if they sense Yang Chengyi is about to make a move.
However, after a while, Yang Cheng noticed a pattern: although the two kids often acted together, they were always one going first and the other going last.
Even when the intervals are very short, the order has never changed.
These two brats are probably practicing the same supernatural power, and they use the same force to activate it, so there must be a sequence.
Yang Cheng swept his spear downwards, unleashing a burst of murderous aura.
The two little devils immediately began to dodge, one going first and the other second.
In the instant one of the little devils dodged, Yang Cheng's prison-suppressing barrier crashed down!
The little devils behind them were caught off guard and were directly crushed to the ground by that powerful force.
The next moment, Yang Cheng stomped down hard, and the brat's head was crushed by Yang Cheng's foot!
"The second one!"
I'll make you wish you were dead!
Seeing a little ghost being trampled to death by Yang Cheng, the old man from the Underworld Gate seemed to be extremely angry. He shook the soul-summoning banner, and huge ghost hands on the ground frantically grabbed at Yang Cheng.
Yang Cheng was surrounded by blazing golden light. The powerful mental energy of his divine travel lifted him up, allowing him to float in the air for a short time.
Although it wasn't actual flight, this brief period of levitation rendered Yang Cheng helpless against the ghostly hands underground.
While in mid-air, Yang Cheng's prison-suppressing barrier appeared around him, and at the same time, he crashed down with boundless and dense bloodthirsty energy!
It crashed to the ground like a golden meteorite, instantly releasing a tremendous force.
Yang Cheng unleashed the power of the Seven Kills to its maximum, affecting everything within a hundred meters.
The man wielding the mourning staff and the old man both coughed up a mouthful of blood at the same time.
The remaining brat tried to dodge, but as soon as he appeared, Yang Cheng manipulated his divine travel to transform into a giant hand that instantly appeared behind him and squeezed hard!
Blood splattered instantly, and the yin energy dissipated.
"The third one!"
"Run! Run now!"
The old man shook the soul-summoning banner, and at the same time, his flesh and blood began to shatter, turning into yin energy that seeped into the banner.
With a deafening roar, the boundless yin energy dissipated, and the soul-summoning banner shattered completely. Countless ghosts roared and charged towards Yang Cheng!
The soul-summoning banner in the old man's hand is a magical artifact passed down through generations of the Underworld Sect, containing countless powerful ghosts.
Once all of them are released, even the old man will be unable to control them.
Faced with this frenzied onslaught of ghosts, Yang Cheng neither dodged nor evaded, but instead directly entered the surging onslaught of the boundless ghosts.
His physical body was undefended, but Yang Cheng's power was surging wildly, devouring the power of those ghosts.
Even Yang Cheng's entire body turned a pale, ghost-like color, unlike a human form.
The old man from the Underworld Gate stared at Yang Cheng in horror, wondering why he was so crazy, actually using his human body to devour the power of a ghost.
The ghost bones on Yang Cheng's body are a consumable item, but in reality, they also increase along with the strength of Yang Cheng's own physical body.
The life force within the ghost bones had been almost completely depleted by the use of their power in recent times. Now, the ghosts within the old man's soul-summoning banner could replenish Yang Cheng's ghost bone power.
This is why Yang Cheng is qualified to devour so many ghosts to replenish his ghost bones.
If it were someone else, without the power of the ghost bones being replenished, they might have their physical body completely devoured by these ghosts.
Golden light burst forth, completely sealing all the ghosts around him into his body.
Yang Cheng stepped out from the endless ghosts, grabbed the old man from the Underworld Gate by the head, and unleashed his power!
With a soft 'bang,' the old man from the Underworld Gate's head instantly shattered like a watermelon exploding.
"The fourth one!"
Yang Cheng held the Soul-Severing Spear in his hand, his body radiating a fierce aura of bloodlust, and hurled it at the man who had run several hundred meters away.
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