Slaying vampires
On the altar.
Ye Feng's gaze was profound. He let out a long roar, took flight, and cast one law imprint after another around the spirit-gathering array.
With a sweeping grab, the giant hand drew pure, incomparably potent Yin energy from the depths of the earth.
It blends perfectly with the spiritual energy within the magic array, nourishing the souls of tens of thousands of martial artists, who are willing to expend a great deal of their cultivation for it.
To protect their homeland, these heroes were willing to sacrifice their lives.
What does it matter if I expend this little bit of my cultivation?
However, with the divine spring water, the spiritual energy within Ye Feng's body flowed like a dragon, endlessly.
His entire body radiated golden light, as if a god or Buddha had descended to earth.
Finally, the entire spirit-gathering array was completed, allowing the heroic souls of numerous martial artists to cultivate here for an extended period.
Tomorrow, Ye Feng will carry out the decapitation operation in front of them and martial artists from around the world, as a way to mourn them deeply.
At that time, they will have two choices.
The first step is to enter the cycle of reincarnation, cross the Bridge of Helplessness, drink the Meng Po soup, and forget one's past life.
The second option is to stay in the Spirit Gathering Array for a long time to cultivate until one becomes a Yin God. After passing the Heavenly Tribulation, one can reunite with family and become no different from other cultivators, but one whose magical power will be more profound.
This is the principle of destruction before construction, where different paths lead to the same goal.
The path of cultivation is inherently like this.
The latter seems tempting, but it is extremely dangerous.
Throughout history, almost no wandering spirit has succeeded. Most of them die under the heavenly tribulation, their bodies destroyed, leaving them no chance to be reincarnated.
Because this disrupts the cycle of reincarnation and contradicts the laws of human society, it is not recognized by the Heavenly Way.
Ye Feng used his divine sense to inform the many martial arts heroes of the implications of this situation.
They had one night to think it over.
The spirit-gathering formation has been fully established, and with Old Luo Guozi's magical iron pot protecting it from the outside, it is now foolproof.
In addition, the spirit-gathering array attracted a large number of vengeful spirits and ghosts, whose wailing and howling were chilling and terrifying.
Like a tidal wave, stretching as far as the eye could see, like the gates of hell opening, pairs of greedy eyes staring at the heroic souls within the spirit-gathering array.
This is the most delicious thing in their mouths.
Absorbing it can greatly enhance one's own soul power.
"You bunch of wandering ghosts, you've got some nerve, daring to covet the souls of heroes. I'll wipe you out first."
Ye Feng's eyes shot out two beams of cold lightning, instantly obliterating a large number of vengeful spirits and ghosts, followed by mournful howls.
He exuded a murderous aura, and a mysterious ancient map of mountains and rivers above his head descended with dazzling divine light to protect him. Holding a large iron hammer, he strode forward, killing hundreds of ghosts with each step, powerful and ruthless.
The fighting was so fierce that ghosts howled and wolves howled, and the sun and moon lost their light.
Above, the ancient landscape painting was shrouded in mist, and in its deepest part, a mysterious golden light floated.
This creature flew out from the mysterious Xuanyuan Tomb at the Starry Sky Altar, was taken away by the Ancient Map of Mountains and Rivers, and floats in the deepest part of the map, shrouded in heavy clouds and mist.
Even when Ye Feng activated his Purple-Gold Divine Eyes, he couldn't clearly see what it was.
At the scene, a continuous stream of vengeful spirits and ghosts were drawn into the ancient landscape painting, much like a giant dragon sucking water.
It turned into wisps of black mist and quickly disappeared.
Rumble!
Behind Ye Feng, the terrifying spatial rift reappeared, devouring everything in its path.
A fierce wind howled between heaven and earth, whipping up sand and stones.
To avoid accidentally harming his own people, Ye Feng led the spacetime rift away at a distance.
"Ye Feng..."
Suddenly, a mournful wail rang out, as if it came from hell.
It felt as if it were right in front of me, exploding in my mind.
Suddenly, a crack appeared in the void in front of him, and a bloody claw reached out and grabbed at his head.
A female ghost in white stepped out of the void. Her long hair danced wildly, revealing a hideous and twisted face. Her neck and body were covered with fine, blood-red scales, and she had two dark gray wings growing from her back.
One eyeball hangs in mid-air, looking bloody and creepy, and makes a sound that is like crying and laughing, or like singing softly.
A cold glint flashed in Ye Feng's eyes; he could tell.
This is a powerful vampire who died many years ago.
It must have flown out from the fragments of hell.
Back when he swept away William's Castle in the Eagle Kingdom, that fragment of hell left a deep impression on him.
The cries of a female ghost could be heard coming from inside; they hadn't expected the other party to come looking for revenge so quickly.
"Alright."
"It saves me the trouble of going to their door again."
"Go to hell!"
Ye Feng let out a long roar, emitting the Eight Sounds of Heavenly Dragon. The violent sound waves spread like a raging storm, causing the void to tremble and produce numerous ripples.
The numerous vengeful spirits that had gathered around were instantly dispersed by the shockwave.
The white-clad female ghost's figure was also shaken and became much more illusory.
The Xuanyuan Sword slashed out powerfully through the air, its supreme strength and yang energy dominating heaven and earth, like a great sun illuminating all directions and sweeping across the six directions and eight wastelands.
"cut!"
With a single sword stroke, he severed the female ghost's head along with most of her body, sending it rolling away like a blood gourd.
With a loud bang, the vampire ghost screamed in agony as her body exploded, transforming into a swarm of bloodthirsty bats that surged toward Ye Feng.
These bats are grayish-brown with dark gray eyes. They are cold, bloodthirsty, and devoid of any emotion. They carry the deathly aura of hell, and if bitten, one will fall into hell.
Even a peak Martial King would find it difficult to dodge.
This chapter is not finished yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
