80: That's it? Chen Fan!

"Just this?" Chu Xuanjin's voice clearly reached everyone's ears.

The devilish patterns on Wei Zheng's face twisted with rage.

"You dare to be mouthy when death is at your doorstep!"

He let out a sharp screech.

"Attack! Tear their Divine Soul to shreds!"

"Roar!"

Inside the great hall, the hundreds of devilish creatures that had mutated from the dancers and musicians emitted roars that did not sound human.

Their scarlet eyes instantly locked onto the Myriad Dao Divine Sect Disciples with vigorous Qi and blood, surging forward like a tide!

"Form the formation!" the Inner Sect Chief Disciple Lin Yi bellowed.

The hundred Disciples moved instantly.

The spiritual swords in their hands bloomed with various colors, rapidly connecting along an arcane trajectory.

A simple Three Talents Sword Formation took shape instantly!

"Trying to stop a chariot with a mantis's arms!" Wei Zheng sneered disdainfully.

Each of these devilish creatures was comparable to a Golden Core Early Stage Cultivator.

Furthermore, they were fearless and protected by Devilish Qi.

How could a mere mortal sword formation block them?

However.

"Splat!"

A sword light, fast to the extreme, flashed past.

The head of the devilish creature rushing at the very front flew into the sky.

Black devilish blood gushed out like a spring.

Ye Chenfeng had stood at the very front of the sword formation before anyone knew it.

In his hand, he still held that High Grade Spiritual Artifact, the "qingshuang sword," obtained from the Qingyun Branch.

The sword body was plain and unremarkable.

But he himself looked like a divine sword that had already been unsheathed.

"Too slow." He even had the leisure to shake his head.

"Too weak." He stepped forward, going against the surging devilish tide.

He did not use any flashy sword techniques.

It was just the simplest thrust, lift, hack, and slash.

But every sword strike of his was fast to the extreme and precise to the extreme.

With every swing of his sword, a devilish creature's head flew up.

His figure was like a cyan lightning bolt, carving a bloody path through the black devilish tide.

"Courting death!" A cold light flashed in Wei Zheng's eyes.

He made a move himself.

His figure flickered, appearing behind Ye Chenfeng like a ghost.

A sharp claw wrapped in thick Devilish Qi silently grabbed toward Ye Chenfeng's heart.

This claw was enough to tear through the protective spiritual light of a Nascent Soul Cultivator!

But just as the claw was about to touch Ye Chenfeng's back.

"Clang!"

A crisp sound of metal clashing rang out.

A golden halberd shadow, like a meteor from beyond the heavens, streaked across the air.

It precisely blocked the devilish claw.

Zhao Wuyou held the dragon emperor halberd, Battle Intent boiling in his golden eyes.

"Your opponent is me."

His voice was low, carrying unquestionable majesty.

"A brat at the Soul Transformation Stage dares to stop me?" Wei Zheng laughed out of extreme anger.

He abandoned Ye Chenfeng and turned to grab at Zhao Wuyou.

Zhao Wuyou did not dodge or evade, swinging the dragon emperor halberd to meet him.

"Boom!"

Devilish Qi and Dragon Qi collided violently!

Terrifying air waves swept through the entire great hall.

Zhao Wuyou's figure was shaken back three steps.

Yet Wei Zheng only retreated one step.

Void Refining Peak vs. Mid-stage Soul Transformation.

The gap in the Realm was, after all, an insurmountable chasm.

"The Bloodline Power is somewhat interesting." Wei Zheng licked his lips, his eyes filled with even greater greed.

"However, it ends here!"

He was about to strike again.

But a cold aura instantly enveloped his Divine Soul.

He was horrified to find that, at some point, crystal-clear ice lotuses had condensed beneath his feet.

The ice lotuses looked beautiful but emitted a terrifying chill capable of freezing a Divine Soul.

Su Linger's figure appeared on the other side of the great hall.

She formed seals with both hands, chanting incantations.

"Nine Nether Profound Ice Realm."

Her cold voice was like an oracle from beneath the Nine Nether.

Crack! Crack!

The entire floor of the great hall, centered on her, was rapidly covered by a layer of deep blue profound ice!

Those devilish creatures crazily rushing toward the sword formation instantly became sluggish once they stepped onto the profound ice, with a thick layer of frost condensing on their bodies.

"Domain Divine Ability?"

Wei Zheng's expression finally changed.

He felt a fatal threat.

He no longer wanted to fight, his figure retreating violently, wanting to first deal with this most troublesome Spell Cultivator.

But just as he moved.

A pitch-black blade light, like a viper emerging from its hole, silently slashed toward his neck.

Ye Wushang!

From beginning to end, he had been like a shadow, lurking in the corner of the battlefield.

At this moment, he finally seized the opportunity to launch the most fatal blow!

"Get lost!" Wei Zheng roared, backhanding a claw to swat away the blade light.

But it was this delay.

Ye Chenfeng's sword and Zhao Wuyou's halberd sealed off all his retreat paths from two directions again!

The battle situation reversed instantly!

This arrogant City Lord of Wanghai City was actually being suppressed by four Soul Transformation Stage juniors, making him flustered!

"Trash! A bunch of Trash!" Wei Zheng was so angry his lungs were about to explode.

He could not understand.

Why were these brats from the Eastern Wasteland all like monsters!

Cultivation Technique, Divine Ability, Magic Treasure, combat awareness—none of it was at the level that a Soul Transformation Stage should have!

This was not fighting!

This was cheating!

"Ahhh!"

Wei Zheng went completely crazy.

He let out an unwilling roar toward the sky.

"Lord Devil Revered Master! Save me!"

He slammed a palm onto his own crown!

"Pfft!"

His entire body exploded violently!

It turned into a ball of dense, extreme flesh and blood Devilish Qi!

That ball of Devilish Qi squirmed and gathered crazily in the air.

Finally, it formed a strange gate made of blood and bones!

"Welcome the arrival of the Devil Revered Master!"

Wei Zheng's voice, now reduced to nothingness, gave a final echo in the great hall.

The blood-colored gate slowly opened.

An evil aura, a thousand, ten thousand times more terrifying than before, permeated from it!

That aura carried a scent of decaying herbs.

Ye Chenfeng, Su Linger, Zhao Wuyou, and Ye Wushang all had their expressions change drastically!

They felt their Divine Souls trembling and wailing under this aura!

It was as if they had seen their natural predator!

They stopped their attacks simultaneously and retreated rapidly.

The four of them protected Chu Xuanjin in the center again.

"Revered Master!" Ye Chenfeng's voice carried a hint of solemnity for the first time.

"A very strong guy has come."

Wang Duojin was so scared he hid directly behind Chu Xuanjin's seat, revealing only a pair of small eyes.

He was clutching that yellow jade talisman tightly in his hand.

"Revered Master! Revered Master! We can't hold them off! Let's run away!"

Chu Xuanjin acted as if he hadn't heard.

He just raised his head, looking at the slowly opening blood-colored gate with great interest.

He sniffed gently with his nose.

"Hmm, this stinky smell is even stronger."

Finally.

A foot stepped out from the blood-colored gate.

Immediately after, a figure slowly emerged.

It was a young man.

A young man with handsome features, yet revealing an indescribable evil and vicissitudes.

He was wearing tattered robes stained with blood.

They were exactly the robes of the Chen family in Luoyun Town.

His face was also exactly the face of Chen Fan.

But his eyes were no longer the eyes of that Trash youth.

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