Chapter 178 Each with their own ulterior motives



A group of top assassins were slightly moved and looked up at the sky above them.

What appeared in the sky astonished everyone.

In mid-air, an old Taoist priest stood on dark clouds. He was none other than Master Xingyue, the grandmaster of the Maoshan Corpse-Driving Sect, who had come specifically to avenge his nephew, Xuanyuan.

His body was wreathed in terrifying lightning bolts, and his Taoist robe fluttered in the gale.

He commands respect without anger, like a thunder god descending to earth.

The powerful aura emanating from his body clearly indicated that he had already entered the ranks of the second-grade Martial Saint.

His cultivation level far surpassed that of the Hell Messenger Dorons and others present.

It can be said that in the path of martial arts, the higher the level, the more difficult it is to improve.

The vast majority of experts above the Martial Soul level will find it difficult to advance even an inch in their entire lives.

A second-rank Martial Saint is enough to sweep across a region.

"Ye Feng, I am Xingyue Zhenren of the Maoshan Corpse-Driving Sect. You killed my nephew Xuanyuan."

"Unforgivable crime!"

The last four words came crashing down like four thunderbolts.

The entire valley trembled.

Gravel rolled down from the mountaintop.

Hu Qingniu and the others were so frightened that they instinctively hid behind Ye Feng.

Ye Feng didn't bother to explain further and just sneered.

"You're not qualified."

"Oh, what if I were added to the list?"

Then, a gaunt old man appeared, stepping through the air.

The old man wore a long black robe, and his face was covered with dense wrinkles.

His withered neck and arms were branded with black runes that emitted a deep, eerie light.

Only its two eyes were visible, making it look extremely eerie.

This old man's cultivation level was only slightly weaker than that of True Person Xingyue.

Reaching the peak of the first rank of Martial Saint, he has one foot in the ranks of the second rank of Martial Saint.

The numerous assassins present were all taken aback and retreated hastily.

Hu Qingniu's heart jumped into his throat, and he said to Ye Feng.

"Young Valley Master, this man is named Wang Heisen, and he is a master among the Witch Clan."

"He must be a helper invited by Master Xingyue. This is a big problem."

With these top assassins all around, Ye Feng probably wouldn't be able to handle it.

Facing a group of experts, Ye Feng remained calm and spoke coldly.

"I advise you all to come at me together."

"Otherwise, you won't have a chance to make a move later."

"Doronse, the messenger of hell, suddenly said."

"Ye Feng, if you agree to let us stay in Guigu for a long time..."

"We can help you deal with these two, how about it?"

While saying this, he had other plans in mind.

Hmph, I'm just showing up but not putting in any real effort.

I'll let you rush forward first.

When you can't hold on any longer, I'll stab you in the back.

As he said this, he secretly gave a wink to a group of his companions beside him.

Richard the Black-bellied Snake, along with a group of assassins including Fandel the Soul of the Demon, quickly understood his meaning, nodded slightly, and stepped forward to express their support to Ye Feng.

"Ye Feng, why not help you protect Ghost Valley?"

"That's right, if we join forces, we can definitely defeat them."

"Although Master Xingyue is a second-rank Martial Saint, we still have a lot of people to rely on."

"These days, you have to know how to stick together and support each other."

"No matter how strong you are, you are still outnumbered and alone. You are no match for them by yourself."

"If you cooperate with us, Guigu will belong to everyone, and we will share both the good times and the bad."

The assassins began to express their opinions all at once.

On the surface, he speaks righteously, but in reality, he is full of conspiracies and schemes.

Ye Feng smiled disdainfully.

"Hmph, I, Ye Feng, disdain to associate with a bunch of trash!"

Ye Feng could see right through their scheme at a glance.

The assassins were enraged.

"This person is too arrogant."

"Ignorant brat, you'll pay a heavy price for your stupidity sooner or later."

"Just wait and see, this brat will soon be utterly crushed."

"Hmph, ignorance is bliss. Ten Martial Saints of the first rank combined can't beat one Martial Saint of the second rank, not to mention there's a Witch Clan expert helping out from the side."

"After he dies, we'll divide up all of Guigu's treasures, haha."

"That's right. It's said that many of the rare and exotic herbs inside can't be bought anywhere else, no matter how much money you have."

"Soon this place will become our backyard."

puff!

puff!

puff!

Ye Feng made a series of moves, turning those gloating, ambitious guys into a bloody mist.

Then, it reached out and grabbed at Xingyue Zhenren in mid-air.

"What kind of bullshit Maoshan Corpse-Driving Sect is this? They keep coming to cause trouble, one after another. You guys are really annoying!"

"How dare you!"

Master Xingyue shouted angrily, and a soul-summoning banner appeared in his hand without him even noticing.

The soul-summoning banner in his hand was much larger than that of the previous Daoist Kongyou, and the evil aura it emitted was much stronger.

This was clearly a mid-grade spiritual artifact.

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.

Especially in this degenerate age on Earth, with its depleted spiritual energy, finding a magical artifact is extremely difficult.

"Dark Star Netherworld Puppet!"

Swoosh—

A plume of black smoke billowed out from the summoning banner.

A dark shadow flew out, stirring up a foul gust of wind.

This is a zombie, covered in black hair, with a ferocious aura that rivals that of a second-grade Martial Saint.

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