95: Chapter 95 Is this your confidence? Sorry, I specialize in dealing with all kinds of dissent!

"Little guy."

Facing Su Feng's questioning, the Ghost King not only felt no shame but instead let out a sneer of contempt.

He slowly straightened his body, the black mist surrounding him churning. The Ghost King merged into one with the Styx below his feet and the gloomy clouds above his head; his Aura climbed steadily, instantly reaching a suffocating peak.

"If Ao Cangyue had come in person, perhaps she would make this King wary."

The Ghost King looked down at Su Feng, his voice filled with the confidence of someone in control of everything:

"But you are merely a human fledgling who has just achieved a Breakthrough to Half-step Spirit Transformation; how dare you intrude into the heart of my Eastern Mausoleum alone?"

"Truly, the ignorant are fearless!"

"Do you not know that here in the Eastern Mausoleum Ghost Domain, especially by the banks of the Styx, there exists a natural Death Qi force field? Any living being other than my Ghost Race who steps into this place will have their cultivation suppressed by thirty percent! Yet, my Ghost Race can have their combat power doubled!"

"With this ebb and flow, what do you have to fight this King?!"

This was the Ghost King's confidence!

In the outside world, he might have been slightly inferior to Su Feng.

But here, he was the absolute Dominator!

"The Ghost Race's decision this time is the collective desire of all. For my Ghost Race to join you in resisting the Central Continent would bring a hundred harms and no benefits. On the contrary, if we surrender to the Central Continent, perhaps there is a glimmer of possibility to enter the Central Continent!"

Tu Shan Ya could no longer listen from the side and couldn't help but mock:

"To forge iron, one must be strong oneself! Placing hope in others is equivalent to handing the knife to the opponent and stretching out your neck; everything will be out of your control!"

"You can't even understand such a simple principle, yet you are the master of a region? Simply laughable!"

She pointed at the Ghost Race members below who were still blindly fanatical, feeling frustrated that they wouldn't live up to her expectations.

"And you bunch of idiots! The Ghost King is using you as bargaining chips to trade for his own future! If you really arrive in the Central Continent, you will be the first batch of cannon fodder!"

"Shut up!!"

A Ghost Race Duke wearing purple-gold robes jumped out, pointing at Tu Shan Ya and cursing angrily:

"Those who are not of our race must have different intentions!"

"You are not of the Ghost Race, so naturally, you will not act from the interests of my Ghost Race! Tu Shan Ya, I consider that you are a minor witch of the Yao Race, so I advise you to be careful with your words! Otherwise, even for the sake of the Great Yao Witch, I will make you suffer today!"

"That's right! Lord Ghost King is far-sighted and will surely lead us to victory!"

A group of die-hard fans clamored.

However, strangely, those members of the Ghost Race who had been to the Ten Thousand Dragons Grand Gathering and witnessed Su Feng's power firsthand were now eerily silent, each one shrinking their necks, not even daring to let out a fart.

They were suffering inside!

The Ghost King was indeed someone not to be trifled with, but that person in the sky... was a Killing God who had made them experience great terror!

They didn't know if the others would be fine, but those who had been jumping the most enthusiastically just now would definitely not live past tonight!

"Heh."

Su Feng watched this farce, too lazy to argue further. He slowly raised his hand, his voice calm:

"Since some people want to die, I won't stop them."

"I will give you one last chance."

"Those who do not wish to be lackeys of the Central Continent, raise your hands."

"..."

In an instant, that group of Ghost Race members who had returned from the Ten Thousand Dragons Grand Gathering felt miserable.

Hey, buddy... shouldn't you have asked those "willing to follow the Ghost King to surrender to the Central Continent" to raise their hands?

That way, we could have used the excuse of being too scared to move and just laid low!

Asking it this way now... raising a hand offends the Ghost King, and not raising a hand offends you.

This is a death trap!

What to do???

This group of people was incredibly conflicted, cold sweat streaming down.

Just then.

"I will."

A female Duke who had been standing in the front row without saying a word suddenly raised her right hand high.

She was dressed in a gorgeous black evening gown, her appearance cold and beautiful, her temperament noble.

"I do not wish to be a lackey. But I also do not want to join your Four Regions Alliance."

The female Duke's voice was calm but revealed the rationality of a smart person:

"I only want to protect the subjects in my territory and survive."

She saw things very clearly.

Since Su Feng dared to come alone and even dared to provoke the Ghost King at the Styx, he must have a trump card for certain death in his hands.

Moreover, she had researched this young man's strength; at the Nascent Soul Great Perfection, he could scare a group of Half-step Spirit Transformation experts into not daring to move.

Now that he had achieved a Breakthrough, he would surely be even more terrifying.

"Vivian!! What did you say?!"

The Ghost King turned his head abruptly, his eyes sharp as knives:

"Do you want to rebel?!"

"I raised my hand, isn't the meaning obvious enough?"

Vivian did not care about the Ghost King's killing intent, even elegantly adjusting her gloves:

In terms of combat power, although she was slightly inferior to the Ghost King, she did not fear him.

Su Feng looked at Vivian, dressed in noble attire, a flash of appreciation in his eyes.

Her appearance, temperament, and intellect were all top-tier.

It was a pity the System didn't react; it seemed she wasn't an S-rank target.

However, such a smart person would be perfect to keep as a tool to manage the Ghost Race.

"Are there any others?" Su Feng continued to ask.

He wanted to leave some clansmen for Rem and Ram; after all, if he killed them all, these two girls would definitely have a knot in their hearts, which would be detrimental to subsequent pursuit.

"I... I have the same idea as Duke Vivian!"

"Me too!"

With Vivian taking the lead, those Ghost Race members who had been to the Dragon Palace, as well as some neutral factions who were already dissatisfied with the Ghost King's arbitrary and dictatorial ways, raised their hands one after another.

In the blink of an eye, a full half of the people chose to take sides!

"Good! Good! Good!!"

The Ghost King watched this scene, trembling with rage, his Face so gloomy it could drip water.

The reason he hadn't immediately stopped Su Feng was that he wanted to take the opportunity to see his own ruling power.

He never expected that half of the people would betray him!

"Since you are courting death... then none of you will live!!"

The Ghost King's killing intent surged, and he was just about to take action to purge the traitors.

"Did I give you permission to move?"

Su Feng stopped talking nonsense and took a step forward.

"Hum—!!"

[Pure Yang Sacred Body], fully activated!

In an instant, Su Feng transformed into a golden sun!

Endless, extremely rigid and Yang Qi, with him as the center, swept outwards like a nuclear explosion!

"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle—"

When this terrifying Yang Qi filled the entire Styx space, all the male Ghost Race members instantly let out shrill screams.

They felt as if they had been thrown into a frying pan, their entire body's Yin Qi being frantically burned, in excruciating pain!

How was this mere suppression? This was clearly a complete elemental counter!

As for the female Ghost Race members like Vivian, Rem, and Ram, although they also felt the scorching heat, deep within that heat, there was an... attraction that made their Souls tremble.

So warm... so comfortable... so want to... get close to him...

"Pure Yang Sacred Body?!?"

The Ghost King was also burned until his skin was torn and flesh gaping, screaming in horror.

He finally knew where Su Feng's confidence came from!

"However... here, I am invincible!!"

The Ghost King roared, his hands suddenly plunging into the Styx beneath his feet:

"Soul of the Styx! Hear my command!!"

Rumble—!!

The entire Styx instantly boiled!

Countless wronged Souls and fierce ghosts rushed out from the river water, converging into a black torrent that could destroy the heavens and the earth, bestowing power upon the Ghost King.

This was the Ghost Race's ultimate trump card—the Power of the Styx!

Under the enhancement of this power, the Ghost King's Aura instantly broke through the limit of Half-step Spirit Transformation, even faintly touching the edge of Spirit Transformation!

"Die!!!"

The Ghost King, carrying the might of the Styx, slapped a palm toward Su Feng.

"Borrowing power?"

Su Feng sneered, flipping his palm.

A golden seal radiating endless imperial majesty appeared out of thin air!

The supreme treasure of humanity—[human emperor seal]!

"Suppress!!"

Su Feng threw the human emperor seal into the air.

"Roar—!!"

A passionate Dragon roar resounded.

The Golden Dragon of Fortune far away in Azure Cloud City seemed to have sensed the summoning; although separated by ten thousand miles, it cast a majestic force of national destiny across space onto the human emperor seal!

Boom!

Golden light illuminated the heavens!

The human emperor seal, like an ancient sacred mountain, heavily suppressed the Styx!

"Crack!"

The originally boiling Styx was, in an instant... suppressed until it was as calm as a mirror!

All the wronged Souls and fierce ghosts, under the radiance of the human emperor's Qi, instantly retreated to the bottom of the water, shivering, never daring to show their heads again!

The Ghost King's connection to the earth vein... was broken!

"No!! How is this possible?! My power!!"

The Ghost King felt the rapid loss of power within his body, instantly falling from the clouds to the bottom of the valley, his eyes filled with despair and horror.

"In your next life, remember not to be a turncoat."

Su Feng's voice sounded in his ear.

A flash of sword light.

"Pfft—!!"

The Ghost King's head, still bearing an expression of unwillingness, flew high into the air.