C180 The spirit of the life destruction realm!

All the elders, lend me a hand!

Gui Song seemed to feel that it was not enough, and shouted again.

The eight clan elders sat in a lotus position, with their hands stretched out, a dense flow of martial qi was sent towards Gui Song.

In an instant, Gui Song's face became abnormally rosy, and a substantial amount of light shot out from his eyes.

The disciples of the Ghostly Witch Sect were all quiet like birds as they curled up in a corner of the Bluestone s hall, not daring to speak.

Please!

After the aura had reached its peak, Gui Song opened his mouth, and his expression became extremely solemn.

As he said these two words, Ye Dongfeng and the other two who were inside the ghost array, could clearly feel that the ghost array, which had become a little clearer after killing a single ghost god, had once again returned to darkness at this moment.

The space that was filled with Yin energy became very quiet. Even the little ghosts were curled up, and some even knelt on the ground as if they were greeting their king.

Seeing this scene, even Zhang Yuangui felt a chill on his back:

Is this Gui Song insane? He actually did invite that guy out …

Ye Qing'er didn't dare to move her body, her little hands tightly grabbing onto Ye Dongfeng's sleeves, not daring to let go.

That one? Who is it?

Ye Dongfeng was slightly suspicious when he heard Zhang Yuangui's words.

are the ghosts and gods that the Ghostly Witch Sect began to train from the very beginning when it was first established within the sect …

Speaking till here, the look in Zhang Yuangui's eyes became even more serious: According to the rumors, that Ghost God was the embodiment of the first generation's divine soul, Gui Qi. Before he died, he destroyed his own body and used a secret technique to erase the divine consciousness in his soul, leaving behind a trace of obsession in his soul.

The only obsession he had left behind was to summon his clan out when they met with a calamity.

From the first generation of Ghostly Witch Sect to now, a full twelve generations had been passed down. After eight hundred years, he had no idea how terrifying Gui Qi's current strength was.

After hearing Zhang Yuangui's explanation, Ye Dongfeng nodded his head.

After being nurtured by Yin Qi for hundreds of years, the Ghost God, at the very least, was at the middle stage of Life Destruction.

Sure enough, it was as Ye Dongfeng expected.

A petite figure slowly appeared in the middle of the ghost array. Compared to the mid-stage Marquis, this figure seemed somewhat miniscule.

However, Ye Dongfeng knew that the first generation Sect Master's soul was definitely countless times stronger than the middle stage noble king level ghost god.

Inside the hall of the Bluestone, when the elders and Gui Song, who had summoned Gui Qi, saw this skinny and short figure appear, they all knelt down and said respectfully:

Greetings, Ancestor …

Seeing this, all the Ghostly Witch Sect disciples in the hall also bowed their heads in greeting.

Didn't I say not to wake me up unless it's a critical moment?

An extremely aged voice came out from the petite body. Following this voice, the appearance of the skinny old man gradually appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Both of his hands were wrapped in his black sleeves. If not for the fact that he was in the middle of the ghost array, other people would have thought that he was a woodcutter from the looks of him.

However, no one dared to disrespect him.

Some of the elders who were relatively older than others in the Ghostly Witch Sect had tears in their eyes already as they called out nonstop in the air:

Patriarch, please help us in repelling our enemies.

The other elders were moved as well, and they followed suit and repeated:

Patriarch, please help us in repelling our enemies.

Gradually, all the Ghostly Witch Sect people in the entire hall of the Bluestone shouted out in unison:

Patriarch, please help us in repelling our enemies.

Patriarch, please help us in repelling our enemies.

Mighty sounds, like waves of flowing water, continuously resounded in the air above Ghostly Witch Sect Valley.

Vaguely, waves of aura rose unceasingly.

Not good, Senior Ye, quickly stop them!

Seeing such a scene, Zhang Yuangui endured and did not make a sound to remind his.

Ye Dongfeng leisurely had his hands behind his back, as though he didn't care in the slightest:

The power of faith? Interesting.

He muttered to himself. He never thought that someone would actually be able to touch the power of faith in such a remote place like Nan Hao Heavenly Domain. Although the situation looked very weak, it more or less looked like it.

In his previous life, when Ye Dongfeng was roaming the continent, he had encountered a sect that was extremely skilled in using the power of faith. It gathered all of the wills of tens of thousands of people and focused them onto its own body.

However, this kind of training method also had its drawbacks.

If one's own soul was not strong enough, or the power of faith of the masses was unclear, it would easily cause the cultivator's soul to collapse and suffer a backlash. The light practitioner's Sagacity would disappear, turning into a state of madness, and the heavy cultivator's soul would dissipate.

Senior Ye?

After Zhang Yuangui reminded him, he had thought that Ye Dongfeng would intervene to stop him. After all, even if Ye Dongfeng had already reached the early stage of Life Destruction, Gui Qi's strength was comparable to the middle stage of Life Destruction.

Ye Dongfeng slowly recovered from his pondering and turned his head to look:

What's wrong?

Zhang Yuangui almost vomited a mouthful of blood.

Now that the first generation Sect Master of Ghostly Witch Sect has been awakened, coupled with the fact that the sect's disciples are continuously replenishing their faith energy, the imposing aura is getting stronger and stronger. The original ten meters radius around Ye Dongfeng and the other two has already shrunk to not even one meter, yet you're still asking questions?

Ye Dongfeng looked at Zhang Yuangui's anxious appearance and faintly smiled: "Are you afraid of the first generation Sect Master's soul?

Today, I will chop it off for you to see!

After he finished speaking, Ye Dongfeng no longer said anything as he turned around to look at the Gui Qi who had increased his aura exponentially.

Following the continuous rise of their auras, the range of Ye Dongfeng and the other two was continuously compressed by the ghost array. In a short period of time, the three of them only had a single spot to stand on, while Ye Qing'er had a terrified and pained look on his face. Only Ye Dongfeng remained as calm and collected as ever.

Finally, at a certain moment, the cries coming from the Bluestone Hall became weaker and everyone knelt on the ground.

Gui Qi's aura finally reached its peak at this moment.

You are the person who wanted to destroy my Ghostly Witch Sect?

Gui Qi opened his eyes and said slowly as he stared at Ye Dongfeng.

That's right.

Ye Dongfeng smiled calmly. Why did he still ask such an obvious question?

The last time I was summoned was four hundred years ago. It had happened in the blink of an eye.

Gui Qi's eyes were deep, as if he was reminiscing about the past.