1230: C1230 Taoism

C1230 Taoism

"Boom!"

The golden palm descended, and the earth couldn't stop shaking. Then, cracks began to spread, and the earth began to crumble.

Ye Angrann's face was grave as he looked at the figure that appeared in front of him. There was a hint of fear in his eyes. He turned his head and looked into the distance. That was the place where Ape and Leng Xuan's battle had taken place. It had been a mess for a long time, and nothing was there anymore.

"Where is senior brother Leng Xuan?" Ye Angrann looked at Ape and said with a pale face.

"You mean that cold boy? I've already killed him. " Ape grinned and a bloodthirsty aura spread out.

"Impossible." Ye Angrann screamed. However, since this golden Giant Ape appeared here, this was the only explanation. Although he was unwilling to believe it, this was the truth.

"You … If I had come a little later, I would have been done for here." Gu Feng coughed out a mouthful of blood and smiled at Ape.

Ape scratched his head in embarrassment: "That guy is also very strong. I can't reveal my identity, so it took me a while to deal with him."

"Go and finish off that guy as well. I need to reply." He had also suffered heavy injuries. Adding on the fact that his Power of The Soul was severely damaged, he needed to rest for a while.

"No problem."

Ape nodded and strode towards Ye Angrann.

whoosh *

Ye Angrann saw Ape walking over and ran away without any hesitation. His own strength was weaker than Leng Xuan's, and even Leng Xuan was killed by the golden Giant Ape. With his current exhausted body, he was not a match for the Demonic Beast in front of him, so he had to leave first and find them to take revenge in the future.

"Just you wait. My Ghost Hell Sect will not let this matter rest." Ye Angrann's voice was filled with killing intent. Their Ghost Hell Sect overlords a region and every single time, their Hunting Convention were the biggest winners. When had such a huge loss ever occurred? If this matter was not handled well, even if he was one of the leaders of the ten halls, he would still be severely punished.

"Ape, kill him. We can't let him escape!" Gu Feng's face changed slightly as he saw Ye Angrann run away. Letting a chief flee here would result in an extremely serious consequence.

Ape replied, "He won't be able to escape."

As soon as he said that, a golden light flashed and Ape's figure disappeared, chasing after Ye Angrann. A moment later, Thunder s came from the distant sky, waves of extremely terrifying spirit energy rippling outwards.

When Leng Xuan was killed and Ye Angrann escaped, the atmosphere instantly changed. Those Ghost Hell Sect participants who were originally fighting fiercely with the Celestial Dragon Sect disciples all had looks of retreat on their faces, as if they didn't want to continue to fight anymore.

However, they were now facing Celestial Dragon Sect disciples who had high morale, so how could they let them go so easily?

"Kill!"

The grievances from when he was surrounded and killed by the Ghost Hell Sect disciples could finally be vented out. Roaring sounds that rumbled like thunder could be heard one after another. Fresh blood splattered, and disciples with Ghost Hell Sect were constantly killed.

This battle did not last long. After leaving behind a floor full of corpses, only a few Martial Cultivator who had reached the seventh or eighth level of the Soul Condensation were able to escape.

Not long after everyone had finished fighting, Gu Feng also opened his eyes. Although the Power of The Soul had not completely recovered, it had almost recovered.

"Junior Brother Gu Feng …"

Zhuo Yiyi, Tantai Cang, and the others walked over and looked at Gu Feng with awe in their eyes. They might have taken Gu Feng a bit seriously before, but they didn't put him in the same position. Even if Gu Feng had mastered the aura of death and possessed tyrannical methods, his cultivation was still only at the fourth level of the Soul Condensation.

But now, Gu Feng relied on his own strength to hold back the Ghost Hell Sect for so long. This point, was something that a few Martial Cultivator of the eighth level of the Soul Condensation could not accomplish even with the combined efforts of themselves. Especially the two formations set up by Gu Feng, their strength caused them to tremble with fear.

"Junior Brother Gu Feng, now that Ye Angrann has fled, I'm afraid this matter will be very troublesome." Zhuo Yiyi said worriedly. Although one of them had been killed here, there were still nine of them. At that time, if they met within the Tianxuan Mountains, it would most likely be a fierce battle, and the final result would most likely be their side losing. After all, the battle power a chief represented was truly too powerful.

"Don't worry, he won't be able to escape." Gu Feng looked at the distant sky. The intense Spiritual Energy fluctuations were still there. The rolling Spiritual Energy gushed out, bringing with it a violent aura.

A quarter of an hour later, the fluctuations of spiritual energy finally disappeared. Soon, a huge golden figure appeared in the sky. It was Ape.

"I never thought that this guy would actually have a sword magic tool on him. I almost fell for his trap." Ape had a one-foot long wound on his body that emitted traces of an aura of death. It was obvious that it was caused by the magical equipment he mentioned.

Gu Feng frowned slightly and walked to Ape's side. As he pressed his palm against Ape, strands of death qi flowed into his body and the wounds on Ape's body quickly healed.1

They were no longer surprised by Gu Feng's terrifying ability to absorb the aura of death. After all, he could even absorb such a huge amount of aura of death from Wudao. What did the little amount of aura of death on this wound count as?

"Everyone look around, these guys should have Occult Crystal on them too." Gu Feng said and started to search Ye Angrann's body. He found a Storage Seed. There were a lot of high level herbs, and of course, there were also some Earth rank pills.

"Eh, what is this?"

Gu Feng took out a black scroll from Ye Angrann's Storage Seed. Gu Feng opened it out of curiosity. There was a skull engraved on it, and it had ancient yet complicated characters written on it.

"This is one of the ultimate techniques of one of the ten halls in Ghost Hell Sect, Luo Sen Hall, Duke Ming." Zhuo Yiyi softly said as she looked at the scroll.

Duke Ming? Gu Feng's eyes narrowed. Previously, Ye Angrann had used Duke Ming to block his attack from the Thunder Flame Dragon, and Gu Feng could feel that Duke Ming did not seem to be complete. It should be because Ye Angrann had not completely mastered it.

"Senior Zhuo, what level is this Ming Wang cultivation technique?" Gu Feng asked.

"Rumor has it that it's the Immortal Grade. Each of the ten halls in the Ghost Hell Sect contain a Martial Arts, and each scrolls have reached the Immortal Grade. However, it is said that these ten halls of Martial Arts are powerful Martial Arts that were separated from an ancient Martial Arts. Zhuo Yiyi said with a grave expression.

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