Yang Cheng acted at the perfect moment, killing the priest of the Guiluo tribe at a crucial instant, giving Gao Benrong time to break free.
Just as the demonic beast's horns stabbed down, Gao Benrong's body twisted almost in half to dodge the attack.
Then the war halberd crashed down from the sky, and the extreme power it unleashed even caused space itself to distort.
However, the skull of that bull-headed monster was extremely sturdy, and Gao Benrong's attack only knocked it back without causing much damage.
Yang Cheng took a step forward and arrived in front of Gao Benrong. He said in a deep voice, "Lord Gao, you go and lead them to deal with the other Guiluo tribe members. I'll handle this guy."
Gao Benrong understood Yang Cheng's meaning.
Whether it's those three hundred elite armored soldiers or the other extraordinary individuals in the delegation, they will definitely only listen to Gao Benrong, not Yang Cheng.
Therefore, it is pointless for Gao Benrong to fight to the death with the leader of the Guiluo tribe here. He should first block the other Guiluo tribe members.
Gao Benrong did not refuse, but patted Yang Cheng on the shoulder and said, "Be careful, the secret methods of the Guiluo tribe are extremely evil, do not be careless."
After giving Yang Cheng a command, Gao Benrong immediately charged towards the other members of the Guiluo tribe, issuing orders and preparing for a counterattack.
At this moment, the leader of the Guiluo tribe drove his minotaur-like beasts over, brandishing his twin swords and saying something to Yang Cheng.
The Guiluo tribe has been away from the Central Plains for so many years that no one can understand their language anymore, let alone Yang Cheng.
So Yang Cheng simply tilted his head slightly, not curious about what the other person had said, which was probably not anything nice.
The three-pointed double-edged sword gleamed with sharpness, and Yang Cheng's body was also filled with dazzling light. He was like a rainbow piercing the sun, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of the leader of the Gui Luo tribe!
The leader of the Guiluo tribe opened his mouth and spat out countless black smokes, which were filled with vengeful spirits and evil ghosts, all of whom were filled with deep resentment. If they were allowed to develop freely outside, they would be comparable to ghost kings.
These Guiluo tribe members sacrifice living beings, not even sparing their souls, turning them into demons and then swallowing them into their own bodies.
This practice would be suicidal for other cultivators, but the Gui Luo tribe members seemed to have no problem with it. Even if they turned themselves into half-human, half-ghost beings, they considered it perfectly normal.
The power that Yang Cheng possesses is not of any particular attribute, nor is it divided into earth, water, fire, or wind; rather, it is simply the source of power.
This extremely simple power attribute seems simple, but it is indestructible. Even these vengeful spirits are directly torn apart in the face of this extreme sharpness.
The leader of the Guiluo tribe raised his bone knife to meet Yang Cheng's three-pointed double-edged sword, but the next moment he was forced to lower his body by the extremely powerful force. Even the bull-headed demon beast under his mount could not withstand this force and suddenly took a step back.
Yang Cheng pressed his advantage relentlessly, his three-pointed double-edged sword flashing like a bolt of lightning as it slashed down repeatedly. Amidst the crisscrossing blade light, even the bone sword of the Ghost Luo tribe leader was torn apart.
Just as the three-pointed double-edged sword was about to kill the leader of the Ghost Luo tribe with a single strike, the bull-headed demon beast beneath him suddenly opened its maw, and a black whirlwind with immense suction force suddenly came forth. Even with Yang Cheng's strength, he couldn't maintain his balance and was about to be sucked into it.
Yang Cheng looked into the mouth of the bull-headed monster. Beneath the black whirlwind, there were countless ghosts, resembling a netherworld.
The demon beast raised by the Guiluo tribe actually feeds on souls. Heaven knows how many souls it has devoured over the years!
The immense suction force pulled at Yang Cheng's soul and spirit, but Yang Cheng no longer resisted. Instead, his body radiated a dazzling light, and he moved directly into the monster's body.
In an instant, countless souls swarmed towards Yang Cheng, eroding his three souls and seven spirits.
Yang Cheng felt as if he had been plunged into an endless purgatory in an instant.
The Eight-Nine Arcane Arts were pushed to their limit. This divine art not only cultivates the physical body, but also allows the physical body and the soul to combine and become indestructible.
A Styx River appeared in Yang Cheng's hand. As Yang Cheng poured his power into it, countless streams of Styx blood flowed out, sweeping up all the wronged souls and evil spirits!
This palm strike is made from the blood of millions of people from the former capital of a great nation. Although it mainly uses the blood energy of the Styx River to injure people, it can also contain the power of souls.
How many wronged souls and hungry ghosts could be inside this monster's belly? Tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands at most.
After all, this was during the Western Zhou Dynasty, when the population was limited. The Guiluo tribe wanted to feed so many souls, but they had to be able to kill so many people.
Therefore, for Yi Zhang Minghe, these souls are actually nourishment.
The bull-headed beast, its body devoured by countless vengeful spirits and evil ghosts, let out a mournful howl.
Before the leader of the Guiluo tribe could react, the bull-headed monster's body suddenly exploded, and a torrent of Styx blood gushed out, sweeping towards the leader of the Guiluo tribe!
The leader of the Guiluo tribe suddenly changed his expression. The hideous and eerie tattoos on his body emitted a ghostly light, and countless souls overflowed from his body. After absorbing the power of heaven and earth and transforming into physical evil spirits, they merged back into his body.
Almost instantly, the leader of the Guiluo tribe transformed into a gigantic demon hundreds of feet tall, entirely black, with a hideous human face and twisted limbs all over his body.
Upon witnessing this terrifying scene, Gao Benrong's expression changed drastically, and he was even nearly ambushed by other members of the Guiluo tribe.
But the next moment, Yang Cheng formed a hand seal, and the power of the Styx River suddenly erupted.
The crimson blood of the Styx River seemed to come alive, sweeping and engulfing the leader of the Ghost Luo tribe.
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