Ye Feng knew very well in his heart, after so much ti had passed, how could this Ghost Cultivator not have so cards up his sleeve?
Indeed, during this period, the Ghost Cultivator had not used his trump cards. To defeat Ye Feng, he must have prepared several cards.
But until now, he hadn’t used them even once.
"So, you’re feeling quite proud?" At this mont, the Ghost Cultivator laughed.
"I’ve said it before, no one can insult Mr. Ye, co and et your death." Old Gong declared arrogantly.
In his view, Ye Feng had ntored him, and he could tolerate insults directed at himself, but if anyone dared to insult Ye Feng, he would fight them to the death.
His life was dedicated to protecting Ye Feng.
"Quite arrogant, but you know nothing of my strength." The Ghost Cultivator chuckled.
At that mont, the Ghost Cultivator began to gather his strength, and his aura shifted dramatically.
Dark Soul Assault!
With the Ghost Cultivator’s actions, countless ghostly shadows appeared around him,
Yes, they were dark ghostly shadows, looking very terrifying and frightening.
Hee~ Hee~
Accompanied by eerie laughter, these ghostly shadows quickly charged toward Feng Gu and Old Gong.
"This... is this his thod?" Seeing this scene, Old Gong and Feng Gu panicked imdiately.
In an instant, Old Gong and Feng Gu pushed their strength to the limit.
Ancient Demon Seal!
Bloodthirsty Frenzy Slash!
In a flash, the two upgraded their skills, greatly enhancing their power.
With the ergence of the Ancient Demon Seal, a previously lifeless group of demon puppets suddenly seed to co alive, emitting stronger auras.
At the sa ti, the demon puppets coordinated well to intercept those ghostly shadows.
As the Ancient Demon Seal and a terrifying Blood Red Sword Qi appeared, these ghostly shadows were swiftly slain.
But this didn’t last long; the ghostly shadows were strong and quickly tore a gap, attacking Feng Gu and Old Gong.
Pff!
Pff!
Old Gong and Feng Gu imdiately spat out a mouthful of blood, retreating nurous steps in embarrassnt.
"Damn it!" Ye Feng cursed inwardly and hurriedly acted to save Old Gong and Feng Gu.
"You finally made a move? How do you like the surprise I prepared for you? Do you enjoy it?" With Ye Feng’s intervention, the Ghost Cultivator smiled wickedly.
"Not really!" Ye Feng replied calmly with a smile.
The Ghost Cultivator’s power had grown, and his trumps had increased, but that didn’t an Ye Feng hadn’t made any progress.
At this mont, Ye Feng had reached the Quasi-Martial Venerable Peak Realm, with an unfathomable aura, plus Ye Feng now possessed more trump cards.
"Then take a hit from ." Seeing Ye Feng’s calm deanor, the Ghost Cultivator grew angry, gathering ghostly shadows around him to launch a frenzied assault on Ye Feng.
"Can this guy make it? Martial Venerable Peak Realm? Isn’t he courting death?"
"A re Martial Venerable dares to join such a high-level fight? Who gave him this courage?"
"Damn, since when could a Martial Venerable take the stage?"
Seeing Ye Feng make a move, many people imdiately ridiculed him, thinking Ye Feng was just courting death, just making a joke.
"Don’t underestimate him. He once heavily injured an arrogant Martial Saint at the peak when he was just above a Martial Venerable."
"Exactly! They are old rivals; this Martial Venerable was a Junior Martial Venerable at the ti, but that guy was at the peak of Martial Saint, yet wasn’t he beaten like a dog by that Martial Venerable?"
"You shouldn’t underestimate him. If you asure his strength by realm, you’ll be greatly mistaken."
Those who had witnessed Ye Feng’s strength began to explain, and when they looked at Ye Feng, they were apprehensive.
The fierce battle from before was deeply engraved in their mories, unforgettable for a lifeti.
"Is this guy so terrifying? A Junior Martial Venerable against a Peak Martial Saint? Is this fake?"
"Is this true? He was so fierce as a Junior Martial Venerable; how much fiercer must he be now?"
Hearing this, those people now looked at Ye Feng expectantly, hoping Ye Feng could truly bring them hope.
"Is he really that fierce?"
"Can this be true? Can a Martial Venerable really defeat powerhouses gathered by a Martial God? Why does this feel a bit far-fetched?"
Even the inheritors stared incredulously at Ye Feng, feeling like this was unbelievable.
At that mont, Ye Feng made his move, fully displaying the Martial Venerable Peak Realm.
With the Godslaying Sword in hand, Ye Feng’s aura beca even more formidable, best described as unfathomable.
Indeed, with the enhancent from the Godslaying Sword’s Sword Spirit, Ye Feng’s augntation was frighteningly increased.
Slash!
Wielding the Godslaying Sword, Ye Feng slashed at the ghost shadows.
Boom!
Rumble!
With each sword stroke from Ye Feng, the ghost shadows seed like paper, instantly shattered, unable to get close to Ye Feng at all.
At that mont, a vibration ca from within the Godslaying Sword.
"What’s this?" Ye Feng was montarily stunned.
He had not expected that these ghost shadows could enhance the Sword Spirit.
’It seems these ghost shadows are akin to the concept of the Divine Demon.’ Soon, Ye Feng understood.
Knowing that the ghost shadows benefited the Godslaying Sword, Ye Feng began slaying them one by one.
Simultaneously, the Godslaying Sword grew stronger, amplifying Ye Feng even more, making him increasingly fierce.
"Haha! Mr. Ye sure is powerful. Originally, I thought the gap between and Mr. Ye was decreasing, but it turns out it’s widening." Seeing this scene, Old Gong couldn’t be more excited.
Seeing Ye Feng grow stronger filled him with joy, more than if he himself had grown stronger.
"Of course, this is Mr. Ye we’re talking about. Could he not be amazing?" Feng Gu nodded proudly, unhesitatingly praising him.
The two of them instantly turned into Ye Feng’s fans, starting to flatter him.
"How... how is this possible? Is this guy really this strong? This is terrifying!"
"My God! He, a re Martial Venerable, is actually stronger than so many half-step Martial God peaks. Is this real? Am I dreaming?"
"What... what did I just see? What did I just see? Is this seeing a ghost?"
Not just them, but even the onlookers, everyone was dumbfounded.
They were genuinely frightened by Ye Feng’s terrifying strength, each rembering their prior comnts, their faces flushed with embarrassnt.
Indeed, the strength Ye Feng showcased was like a slap, fiercely hitting their faces, making them feel a burning pain.
"My God! What kind of monster is this? A Martial Venerable against a half-step Martial God, and still this dominant."
"Indeed, the later you appear, the more fierce you are? It’s not about the realm?"
Even the high and mighty inheritors were similarly frightened by Ye Feng’s terrifying strength, realizing that this world indeed wasn’t entirely determined by realm...
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