Ye Feng performed a ritual, constructing a spirit-gathering array to summon the souls of many martial arts heroes.
It draws upon the power of the twenty-eight constellations.
It restrains the dark and gloomy energy deep within the earth.
This commotion caused quite a stir, drawing in the earth's energy from hundreds of miles around.
The evil spirits and vengeful ghosts in the vicinity were all alarmed.
Deep within the pitch-black mountains, countless vengeful spirits stirred restlessly, their bloodthirsty eyes fixed on the heroic souls of the warriors within the altar.
For them, this is a rare and highly nutritious food.
In a secluded valley where wind and energy gather, an old corpse crawled out of a desolate grave, letting out a terrifying roar, and shot towards this place like lightning.
Some vine spirits and tree monsters from the deep mountains and forests set out, attempting to plunder the heroic souls.
These unclean evil spirits and vengeful ghosts also need to cultivate.
Besides absorbing the essence of the sun and moon every day, devouring the spirits of martial arts heroes can greatly improve their cultivation level in a short period of time.
Because the heroic souls who sacrificed their lives for their country embody a magnificent and awe-inspiring spirit.
It embodies the heroic spirit of facing death without fear.
They are integrated with the dignity and honor of the entire nation, containing the nation's destiny, and their pure Yin power is extremely pure and powerful.
It is a natural tonic for these evil spirits and ghosts, almost like a rich and delicious meal.
If we were to compare the souls of heroes to sweet, clear mountain spring water.
These evil spirits and vengeful ghosts are like filthy, stinking ditches.
The two are simply incomparable.
Moreover, the souls of warriors who have just died heroically are still in a state of chaos and confusion, making them easy to devour.
In an instant, the sky above the spirit-gathering array was filled with malevolent spirits and ghosts from all directions.
A strong, eerie wind howled, sending sand and stones flying.
Within the billowing black mist, pairs of malevolent, bloodthirsty eyes stared intently below, emanating shrill roars and wails.
A locust tree spirit that had cultivated for over three hundred years burst forth from the sky, its towering canopy resembling an open umbrella, hundreds of meters in diameter, filling the entire sky.
The thick tree trunk is covered with cracked old bark, and it would take more than ten people working together to hug it.
Click!
Suddenly, the locust tree spirit made its move. The altar began to crack, and hard wooden spikes shot out, aiming at the heroic spirits within the magic array, trying to forcibly plunder them.
Whoosh whoosh!
The lush vines wrapped around the locust tree spirit and attacked the spirit-gathering array below.
"court death!"
Ye Feng roared, his eyes shooting out two beams of lightning that stretched for dozens of miles.
Numerous evil spirits and vengeful ghosts were utterly destroyed and wiped out.
The Xuanyuan Sword contains the pure Yang power of heaven and earth, and is specially designed to eliminate all ghosts and demons.
With a sway in the wind, it stretched for hundreds of meters, its sharp blade emitting a chilling light that illuminated all directions.
In mid-air, the old locust tree spirit was cleaved in two by a sword, and a shrill scream rang out as blood gushed down the trunk.
The massive tree trunk, along with the splinters and vines sprouting from the ground, were completely burned away by a burst of spiritual energy flame.
The sword energy, extremely powerful and yang, was like the sun shining brightly across the sky, its divine light illuminating all.
Numerous evil spirits and vengeful ghosts had nowhere to hide and were wiped out in large swaths, like harvesting wheat.
All around.
Jiang Yinuo and her two sisters had already taken action and were fighting fiercely against these evil spirits.
Despite this, many warriors' souls were still devoured by these vengeful ghosts.
The other party became increasingly arrogant, roaring and snarling with rage.
Enraged, Ye Feng rose up, wielding a blood-dripping longsword, and began to slaughter his way through the surrounding area.
Fortunately, he acted in time, slaying those evil spirits and rescuing the warriors' souls that had been devoured.
Jiang Yinuo's black iron spear flew up and down, spinning rapidly like a spinning wheel, annihilating large numbers of vengeful spirits.
"Junior brother, hurry up and set up the spirit-gathering formation."
"Leave these evil spirits to us."
"Dare to devour the souls of warriors, die!"
Dongfang Sheng, Qin Ming, Zhang Dabiao, and Black Snake each displayed their unique abilities and wreaked havoc on all sides.
Together, they forced these evil spirits and ghosts off the altar.
In particular, Dongfang Sheng's cultivation level increased significantly after the baptism of writing the sacrificial text.
Holding a pen in one hand, his blue robe fluttering in the wind, the scholar's character is truly extraordinary.
With each character he wrote, a dazzling golden light flashed, slaying numerous evil spirits and vengeful ghosts.
He opened his mouth and exhaled another burst of righteous energy, instantly annihilating the group of vengeful spirits that rushed towards him.
But behind them, numerous vengeful spirits and ghosts, fearless of death, roared in, densely packed like locusts, stretching as far as the eye could see.
Old Luo made his move. He first brought out his large iron pot, which covered the entire altar.
His bones crackled and popped, and his hunched, thin body instantly became tall and straight, his white hair turning black.
He had regained his middle-aged appearance, with a chiseled face, deep eyes, and highly defined features, with a slight graying at his temples.
Since consuming the Earth Dragon Blazing Fruit given to him by Ye Feng, Old Luo Guozi's lifespan has been extended by ten years, and his cultivation level has increased significantly.
Holding a broken broom, he made a sweeping motion, creating a whirlwind that tore apart hundreds of ghosts and vengeful spirits, their shrill screams echoing endlessly.
Ye Feng sat cross-legged on the altar, his hands forming mudras, his appearance solemn and dignified.
The power of the Twenty-Eight Mansions transformed into faint starlight, merging into the magic array.
Ye Feng stepped onto the Gangbu Dou formation, grabbed with his large hand, and the power of laws surged between his fingers, drawing out the pure Yin and Nether Qi from the depths of the earth.
The magic circle was rapidly being constructed, with divine chains of order operating all around, shimmering with dazzling light.
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