Invincible Bloodline

A terrifying tide of energy erupted from the peak of West Ghost Mountain, sweeping through the entire Yin Ghost Soul-Capturing Formation.    

Yang Fann finally made his move. Although this Ghost Soul Capturing Formation was a carefully constructed Ghost Protecting Formation of the Western Ghost Sect, even a rank seven Great Warlock would die if they were careless.    

However, to Yang Fann, a mere Ghost Trapping Formation was nothing. Even if its power was a hundred times, or even a thousand times stronger, he could easily destroy it.    

Wherever the energy tide passed, including the Sixth Grade Ghost King, none of the Ghost could withstand it for even an instant before turning into ashes.    

"Hiss. . . Hiss. . . Hiss. . . "    

The ghost mist that had enveloped half of West Ghost Mountain began to dissipate at a speed visible to the naked eye. West Ghost Mountain, which had not seen the light of day for countless years, finally saw the light of day once more.    

. . .    

Yin Ghost Soul Capturing Formation, outer region.    

Jiang Xiner and the other three who were in the middle of a fight were all dumbstruck. The densely packed evil spirits in the surroundings had actually disappeared.    

After all, they were all students of Jiangbei University. With that kind of friendship between fellow students, Yang Fann did not kill them.    

. . .    

This. . . This. . . What in the world is going on? I'm not dreaming, am I? Those malicious spirits. . . Where are those evil ghosts?    

Right, I seem to have heard a voice just now. And why does that sound like. . . It was a bit. . . No, this was impossible, impossible! That damn guy is just an ordinary person, he might have already died in the hands of those evil spirits, how could he have such power? . . .    

There were so many evil spirits in the surroundings. There were at least five to six hundred of them. Even if Daoist Priest Tian Ling came personally, he wouldn't be able to kill all of them so easily.    

He was overthinking it. Right, I must be thinking too much.    

. . .    

West Ghost Mountain, peak of the mountain.    

Yang Fann stood in the air with a smile on his face.    

The Yin Ghost Soul Capturing Formation had been accumulated for thousands of years. There were three rank six ghost kings, sixteen rank five ghost kings, three hundred rank three and four ghost generals, and tens of thousands of rank one and two ghost generals. They were all destroyed, allowing him to unseal a large portion of his power.    

His power had increased by more than ten times, which was no less than that of some high and low grade Saints. Once the Western Ghost Sect was completely destroyed, even if his power couldn't be unsealed to a high grade Sage Stage, it shouldn't be much weaker.    

. . .    

Yang Fann was happy, but Ghost Warlock from the Western Ghost Sect was gnashing his teeth in anger. Each and every one of his facial expression was extremely twisted, as if they were devils from the underworld. Both of their eyes were red, and they wished they could eat Yang Fann's flesh and drink his blood.    

The Yin Ghost Soul Capturing Formation was the painstaking effort of the Western Ghost Sect for thousands of years, but it was destroyed by someone just like that. Even if they didn't use the Yin Ghost Soul Capturing Formation again, after losing many Ghost Kings and Ghost Generals, its power would still drop by several levels, and it would be completely different from what it was before.    

Not to mention killing a rank 7 Great Warlock. Even a slightly stronger rank 4 Warlock could come and go freely.    

This loss was too great, too great. It was enough to shake the foundation of the Western Ghost Sect.    

All of this was the fault of this bastard. It was all his fault.    

However, if they really wanted to make a move, including the two Sixth Grade Warlocks of Western Ghost Sect, the Sect Master of West Ghost Sect and the Supreme Elder, No one dared to make a move on their own.    

To be able to destroy their Western Ghost Sect's Ghost Protecting Formation so easily. . . This power was definitely not something that a rank 7 Warlock could possess. It was at least a rank 8 Great Warlock.    

Such strength had the possibility of subverting the Western Ghost Sect. One should know that the strongest person in the Western Ghost Sect was a rank 8 Great Warlock. There were only two Sixth Grade Ghost Warlock. Even if there were sixteen Fifth Grade Ghost Warlock and nearly a hundred Fourth Grade Ghost Warlock in the sect, it would still be difficult for them to defeat a rank 8 Great Warlock.    

As for the lower Third Grade Ghost Warlock, they would not be able to participate in the following battles. Just the aftermath of the battle could easily annihilate them.    

. . .    

Who are you? Why did you barge into my mountain gate and destroy my Mountain Protecting Ghost Formation? Today, if you don't give my Western Ghost Sect an explanation. . . My Western Ghost Sect isn't someone to be trifled with. "Sect Master Xi Gui stared straight at Yang Fann, his body was overflowing with killing intent. A rank 8 Great Warlock was indeed powerful, but the Western Ghost Sect was one of the three provinces in Jiangbei, Huai An, and Huai Nan. The number one sect, the Ghost Sect, had once produced a rank 8 Ghost Warlock. If they really wanted to use the foundation of their sect, it would be a rank 8 Great Warlock. It wasn't that they didn't have the strength to fight.    

"Is that Gui Wuya from your Western Ghost Sect? That young man is extremely bold, and he attacked me. Before he died, he actually used your Western Ghost Sect to threaten me. So, I had no choice but to come here and destroy your Western Ghost Sect, so as to avoid any future troubles. " Yang Fann sneered and said.    

"What?! It's because of that bastard Gui Wu Ya. "    

"Damn it, you bastard! I'm going to rip you into a thousand pieces and imprison your soul, making you suffer the pain of being devoured by thousands of ghosts day and night!"    

. . .    

In an instant, the entire Western Ghost Sect was filled with excitement. If it wasn't for the fact that Gui Wuya had already died, they would have cut his heart into pieces. He was merely a Third Grade Ghost Warlock. He actually dared to kill a rank 8 Great Warlock! MLGBD! Was there anything crazier than this in this world?    

That bastard had just died, and he had brought such a powerful enemy to the Western Ghost Sect. It was unforgivable, truly unforgivable.    

This bastard Gui Wu Ya, it seemed like he had a daughter?    

Hmph, a father's debt is paid by his son.    

. . .    

No one doubted Yang Fann's words. An Eighth Grade Great Warlock would only accuse a Third Grade Ghost Warlock after eating his fill. If he really wanted to cause trouble for the Western Ghost Sect, why would he need to frame them?    

"Senior, it is true that the Western Ghost Sect was in the wrong in the first place. However, you have also destroyed my Ghost Protecting Formation, and this matter is settled now. What do you think, senior? "    

He could only admit that he was unlucky in this matter. It was their fault for being in the wrong first. It was better not to completely fall out with a rank 8 Great Warlock. Although the Western Ghost Sect had the ability to fight a rank 8 Great Warlock, the price they had to pay was not ordinary.    

Most importantly, even if they used their trump card, they weren't confident that they could keep this rank 8 Great Warlock.    

Once he escaped, the consequences would be unimaginable. Just the thought of it sent chills down his spine.    

From now on, the Western Ghost Sect would be hiding in West Ghost Mountain. Otherwise, once they left the mountain, not to mention the ordinary disciples. . . Even he and the supreme elder were in danger of perishing.    

If they couldn't move around in the secular world, their Western Ghost Sect wouldn't be far from being destroyed.    

Warlocks reigned above the secular world and relied on the secular world to survive.    

For example, Ghost Warlock needed evil spirits and souls to cultivate, but where did these evil spirits and souls come from? They didn't come from mortals.    

. . .    

Is this the end? I don't have the habit of leaving behind any hidden dangers. Today, all of you from the Western Ghost Sect will die. "    

Yang Fann sneered. He still wanted to rely on these Ghost Warlock to unseal his power. How could he let them go just like that?    

"Senior, you. . . Do you really want to be so ruthless? My West Ghost Mountain has been passed down for thousands of years, and it has produced a rank 8 Great Warlock. " The West Ghost Sect Master was so angry that he was trembling. You have killed Gui Wu Ya, and even their Western Ghost Sect's Ghost Protecting Formation was destroyed by you, but you still refuse to give up? You are going too far.    

"Show me whatever you have. Don't blame me for not giving you a chance. " Yang Fann looked down at the Sect Leader of the West Ghost Sect from above. His voice was indifferent, as if he didn't put the Western Ghost Sect in his heart. In the Western Ghost Sect, the strongest Ghost was only able to break through to the Quasi-Saint Stage with a single step. He could easily kill thousands of such ants with just a wave of his hand.    

"Good! Good! Good! You forced me to do all of this! You forced me to do all of this! . . . "    

The Grandmaster of Western Ghost Sect was so angry that he started laughing. There was a flash of ruthlessness in his eyes, as if he had made up his mind. This battle must be carried out.    

The next second. . .    

"Buzz. . . "    

Grandmaster Xi Gui's hands moved swiftly as he formed a series of mysterious ghost seals.    

In an instant, the wind and clouds surged. Terrifying ghost energy rose from the Western Ghost Sect's Ancestral Master Hall, turning into a dark cloud of ghost energy that blotted out the sky and covered the sky, covering the entire summit of West Ghost Mountain.    

. . .    

"I respectfully invite Heavenly Ghost Emperor!"    

. . .