"Stop him!" Ancestor Pan Shi roared, pointing at Zhao Feng and saying to the several elders at the peak of the Tribulation Transcending stage beside him, "This person is the core of the Xuan Tian Sect. If we kill him, the Xuan Tian Sect will be thrown into chaos!"
Five figures emerged in response, all at the peak of the Tribulation Transcending realm, their auras deep and unfathomable. They surrounded Zhao Feng from five directions, unleashing their magical artifacts, their golden, red, and green lights weaving into a vast net that sealed off all his escape routes.
"You think you can handle this?" Zhao Feng sneered. He waved the Myriad Souls Banner again, and this time, five solid ghost general phantoms emerged from the banner, each wielding a weapon, and faced the five peak Tribulation Transcending experts!
"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
The clash between the ghost general and the cultivator sent shockwaves sweeping in all directions, even forcing the attacking cultivators to retreat several steps. Five peak Tribulation Transcending cultivators were held back by Zhao Feng alone, and for a moment, it was impossible to determine a winner!
"So strong!"
"Is Zhao Feng that strong now? Even a peak Tribulation Transcending cultivator couldn't defeat him?"
The allied cultivators were shocked and slowed their offensive—if Zhao Feng was this difficult to deal with, how could they possibly fight Xuantian City?
In a corner, Xiao Chen and his two companions huddled on the roof of a house, using the tiles to shield themselves from the battle.
"This guy...something's not right." Stone's eyes widened as he watched Zhao Feng fight five peak Tribulation Transcending experts single-handedly. His throat bobbed. "How can he possibly withstand five peak Tribulation Transcending experts?"
Xiao Chen frowned, his gaze fixed on the Ten Thousand Souls Banner: "There's something wrong with that banner. Those ghostly figures... seem to be formed from living divine souls, their resentment is too strong."
Just then, Jiang Li suddenly gasped, her red-clad figure trembling slightly: "It's him... how could it be him?"
"Jiang Li, what's wrong?" Xiao Chen turned to look at her.
Jiang Li's face was somewhat pale. Pointing at the Myriad Soul Banner in Zhao Feng's hand, her voice was filled with disbelief: "That's not Zhao Feng... it's Feng You! The rogue demon Feng You from ancient times!"
"Feng You?" Xiao Chen and Shi Tou were both taken aback, having never heard of this name before.
Jiang Li spoke very quickly, “Feng You was a famous rogue cultivator in ancient times, with unfathomable cultivation. He was most skilled at refining the souls of living people to make the ‘Ten Thousand Souls Banner’! It is said that he slaughtered three cities in one night to refine the banner, and millions of souls were refined into the banner. His methods were so cruel that even demonic cultivators despised him!”
She paused, her voice even lower: "Later, he was besieged by the righteous alliance and the demonic giants. It took three years to severely injure him, and finally, nine demon-sealing formations were used to seal him away... How could... how could he appear here?"
Xiao Chen instantly understood: "It's Zhao Feng."
In the secret realm, Zhao Feng accidentally entered the Bone Tomb and was possessed by a remnant soul—that remnant soul was not some "ancient great power" at all, but the demon Feng You who had been sealed for ten thousand years!
“That idiot…” Jiang Li was both angry and anxious, “Not only was he possessed, but he also released such a demon!”
No wonder Zhao Feng's personality changed so drastically, no wonder he didn't hesitate to sacrifice his subordinates with the Berserk Pill, no wonder he was so skilled at refining the soul—because he was not Zhao Feng at all, but the demon Feng You who regarded human life as worthless!
“His Ten Thousand Souls Banner hasn’t fully recovered yet.” Xiao Chen stared at the ghostly figures on the banner and said in a deep voice, “I heard that when Feng You’s Ten Thousand Souls Banner was at its peak, it could summon a thousand ghost generals and ten thousand ghost soldiers, and could slaughter a city with a wave of his hand. Now he has only summoned five ghost generals, so he is obviously still in the recovery stage.”
"We absolutely cannot let him recover!" Jiang Li gripped her rusty iron sword tightly, her eyes sharpening. "If he were to fully control Zhao Feng's body and regain his peak strength, not only the Northern Region, but the entire Four Regions would be in turmoil!"
On the battlefield, the fighting became increasingly fierce.
Although the disciples of Xuantian Sect were brave, they could not withstand the overwhelming number of the allied forces. Several sections of the city wall had been breached, and the two sides engaged in street fighting at the city gate. Blood flowed down the streets like small red rivers.
Zhao Feng (Feng You) was still entangled with five peak Tribulation Transcending cultivators, yet he handled them with ease. The ghostly figures on the Myriad Soul Banner became increasingly solid, clearly absorbing divine souls to strengthen themselves during the battle. He even had the leisure to sneer: "Is that all you've got? In ancient times, I could kill three opponents ten times stronger than you in a single day."
The five peak Tribulation Transcending cultivators were both shocked and furious, but they were powerless against him. Instead, two of them were injured by the ghost general's phantom, and their auras gradually became disordered.
"We can't wait any longer." Xiao Chen said in a low voice, a resolute look flashing in his eyes. "If he continues to kill, the Myriad Soul Banner will fully awaken."
Jiang Li nodded: "How do we start?"
"To catch the thief, first catch the king." Xiao Chen's gaze locked onto the figure in black robes. "The three of us will join forces to break through his defenses and force out Feng You's remnant soul!"
Stone, unable to contain himself any longer, raised his black iron armor and shouted, "Alright! Let's attack him!"
The three exchanged a glance, simultaneously dispelled their concealment formation, and their auras suddenly erupted—Xiao Chen's spear intent was as sharp as thunder, Jiang Li's sword intent was as sharp as ice, and Shi Tou's physical cultivation power was as heavy as a mountain!
Three figures leaped from the rooftops of houses like arrows released from a bow, charging fiercely towards the black-robed figure in the center of the battle!
"Feng You!"
Jiang Li's angry shout pierced through the sounds of battle and clearly reached everyone's ears.
Zhao Feng (Feng You), who was in the midst of a fierce battle, suddenly turned his head. For the first time, surprise appeared in his eyes beneath his black robe, which then turned into a ferocious smile: "Oh? Someone else recognizes this old man? Interesting..."
"Hahaha! Since I've been recognized, I won't pretend anymore!"
Feng You threw his head back and laughed wildly, his face twisted and crazed beneath his black robe.
The Banner of Ten Thousand Souls trembled violently in his hand. Countless ghostly figures on the banner seemed to be summoned, frantically converging, squeezing, and merging towards the center—a shrill shriek echoed across the battlefield, even stirring up the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into a frenzy.
In just a few breaths, the originally scattered ghostly figures actually coalesced into a ghostly creature that was ten feet tall!
This ghostly creature had three heads and six arms, its entire body was pitch black, and its eye sockets burned with eerie green flames. It was surrounded by a chilling aura that could freeze one's soul. Its aura broke through the shackles of the Tribulation Transcending Realm and landed steadily in the early stage of the Dao Seeking Realm!
"Oh no! It's 'Reunion of Ten Thousand Souls'!" A knowledgeable old cultivator exclaimed in shock. "This is Feng You's famous forbidden technique, which uses a million living souls as a catalyst to condense a ghost general comparable to the Dao Inquiry Realm!"
"Stop it!" Ancestor Pan Shi roared, summoning the family's most treasured artifact—a bronze shield covered in runes—to block the ghost general.
The elder from the Central Region Loose Cultivator Alliance also took out an ancient whisk, the whisk threads transforming into thousands of silver threads that wrapped around the ghost general's limbs.
But the ghost general, who was at the early stage of the Dao Inquiry realm, simply waved his hand, and the bronze shield cracked with a "crack," instantly freezing thousands of silver threads into ice shards!
"puff!"
The Rock Ancestor and the rogue cultivator were both blasted away, spitting out blood and their auras weakened—there is a chasm between the Dao Inquiry Realm and the Tribulation Transcending Realm, a gap that cannot be bridged by numbers.
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