Chapter 519: Attack on the Hundred Ghosts Gate

The Ghost Fiend Mountain Range stretches for over ten thousand li, located in the southeastern part of the State of Qin. This mountain range is perpetually shrouded in a vast expanse of black mist. Chilling winds periodically blow through, and the incessant sounds of wailing ghosts and howling wolves fill the air. This is precisely where the Hundred Ghosts Sect's main gate is located.

Inside a secluded cave a hundred li away from the Ghost Fiend Mountain Range, Wang Changsheng and four other Core Formation cultivators were discussing how to attack the Hundred Ghosts Sect. Two hundred Foundation Establishment cultivators were gathered nearby, completely silent.

With several surrounding states mobilizing their forces, it was impossible for the demonic sects in the State of Qin not to have noticed. It was possible the Hundred Ghosts Sect had already laid a trap, waiting for them to fall into it.

In the Six States' assault on Qin, each state operated as a large collective. Wang Changsheng and Tong Tianqi were representing the State of Wei in this campaign. If selection had been based solely on cultivation level, Wang Changsheng might not have been chosen.

The leader of this expedition was Zhao Yunxiao, a Core Formation Layer 6 cultivator. The other two were Zhao Yunrong from the Sword Palace of Chu and Liu Ping from the White Cloud Temple, both Core Formation Layer 4 cultivators.

"Fellow Daoists," Zhao Yunxiao proposed, "this old man, Daoist Tong, and Daoist Liu will lead the charge. How about Daoist Wang and Fairy Zhao remain outside to provide support?"

Based on the intelligence gathered so far, the Hundred Ghosts Sect only had two Core Formation cultivators. However, to be cautious, Zhao Yunxiao planned to divide their forces. This way, if the enemy had set up a formation, they wouldn't all be wiped out at once.

Wang Changsheng and Zhao Yunrong had no objections, agreeing that this approach was more prudent. Although the Hundred Ghosts Sect was the weakest of the five sects in the State of Qin, it still possessed two Core Formation cultivators, and there might even be a third.

After the discussion concluded, Zhao Yunxiao and the two others led one hundred and fifty Foundation Establishment cultivators, flying towards the Hundred Ghosts Sect's main gate. Wang Qingshan and Wang Ruyan were also among them. This arrangement was made to prevent Wang Changsheng and Zhao Yunrong from fleeing midway. With their disciples and kin present, if the main force were to be trapped by a formation, Wang Changsheng and Zhao Yunrong wouldn't immediately turn and flee.

Wang Qingshan's expression was solemn as he followed Zhao Yunxiao and the two others, flying towards the Hundred Ghosts Sect's main gate.

As soon as they neared the Ghost Fiend Mountain Range, a series of shrill ghost wails erupted. The black mist shrouding the Ghost Fiend Mountain Range churned, and a black light shot out from within. It was an old man in a gray and white Daoist robe, with gaunt cheeks and narrow eyes. He was Chen Yifeng, the sect master of the Hundred Ghosts Sect, a Core Formation Layer 4 cultivator.

Chen Yifeng was startled when he saw Zhao Yunxiao and the others. Frowning, he asked, "What is the meaning of this, fellow Daoists? Are you here to destroy our Hundred Ghosts Sect?"

"Your Hundred Ghosts Sect has committed numerous atrocities," Zhao Yunxiao stated coldly. "Today, we are merely acting on behalf of Heaven to execute justice. If you are wise, surrender to us and allow us to place a restriction on you; then we can still spare your life."

Chen Yifeng's lips curled slightly into a sneer. "Hmph, what audacity," he scoffed. "Do you really think this old man fears you?"

He patted a black cloth bag at his waist, and a black light shot out from it, revealing a huge bat. This beast had a grotesque human face pattern on its back and a pair of furry hands beneath its belly, making it incredibly bizarre. Judging by its aura, it was a Class 3 mid-grade spirit beast.

"This must be your Hundred Ghosts Sect's guardian spirit beast, the Human-Faced Bat!" Zhao Yunxiao scoffed. "You think you can defend the Hundred Ghosts Sect with just one Class 3 spirit beast? Ridiculous. Attack!"

Zhao Yunxiao conjured a red whisk. With a flick of his wrist, a loud whooshing sound filled the air as countless red threads shot out, transforming into a colossal red python. Covered in a layer of red flames, the python lunged towards Chen Yifeng. Tong Tianqi and Liu Ping also conjured their magic treasures, attacking Chen Yifeng.

Chen Yifeng conjured an ink-black gourd. With a loud whistling sound, a black light shot out, revealing a massive bone bird, three zhang in size. Its surface was entwined with numerous black threads, and two clusters of green flames burned in its eye sockets. It was clearly a Ghost King-level spectral entity.

Chen Yifeng formed a hand seal, and the Human-Faced Bat and the massive bone bird flapped their wings, lunging towards Zhao Yunxiao and the two others. The Human-Faced Bat flapped its wings, unleashing a large swath of black wind blades that shot out with whooshing sounds. Meanwhile, the massive bone bird spewed a torrent of black flames. Liu Ping conjured a green palm-leaf fan, releasing a large swath of green hurricane to block the incoming attacks.

With the help of his guardian spirit beast and the Ghost King, Chen Yifeng barely managed to withstand the attacks from Zhao Yunxiao and the two others. He then conjured a scroll shimmering with fluctuating black light, which depicted dozens of grotesque spectral entities of various forms. It was the Hundred Ghosts Diagram, a Class 2 low-grade magic treasure and the Hundred Ghosts Sect's most treasured artifact. After he struck it with a hand seal, dozens of extraordinarily ferocious spectral entities rushed out from it, including five Ghost King-level entities and over a hundred Ghost General-level entities.

The situation suddenly reversed. After conjuring the Hundred Ghosts Diagram, Chen Yifeng's pressure greatly diminished, while Zhao Yunxiao and the two others found their pressure greatly increased. Thirty-six Hundred Ghosts Sect disciples flew out from the main gate, each conjuring a black banner. A large swath of dark aura surged from the banners, intensifying the sounds of wailing ghosts and howling wolves, as ferocious vengeful spirits charged out from the dark aura, lunging towards Zhao Yunxiao and the two others.

Wang Qingshan and the others naturally wouldn't stand idly by. They all conjured their magic tools to slay the spectral entities, assisting Zhao Yunxiao and the two others.

On a certain mountaintop, Wang Changsheng and Zhao Yunrong's expressions were somewhat solemn. They had not expected Chen Yifeng to possess such formidable abilities. Since Zhao Yunxiao hadn't spoken, they naturally wouldn't intervene. From the current situation, Zhao Yunxiao and the two others didn't seem to be at a disadvantage.

The Human-Faced Bat was extremely fast, periodically releasing black hurricanes and sonic attacks to harass Zhao Yunxiao and the two others. A cold glint flashed in Zhao Yunxiao's eyes. He conjured a red gourd, which instantly expanded, spewing a large swath of red flames. The red flames churned, transforming into a colossal red fire phoenix. It lunged towards the Human-Faced Bat at an extremely high speed.

The Human-Faced Bat felt the astonishing high temperature emitted by the red fire phoenix and attempted to dodge. Just then, a green light and a golden light shot from its left and right sides. The Human-Faced Bat flapped its wings, sending out a large swath of gray hurricane. The green light was pulverized, but the golden light broke through the hurricane, striking and piercing the Human-Faced Bat's wing. Seizing this opportunity, the red fire phoenix swooped in, engulfing the Human-Faced Bat in a large swath of red flames.

Whooshing sounds filled the air as a large swath of red threads eagerly plunged into the sea of fire. Liu Ping and Tong Tianqi both conjured their magic treasures, attacking the red sea of fire. With a thunderous roar, the sea of fire was shattered, and various spiritual lights intertwined. The Human-Faced Bat was reduced to a pile of mangled flesh. It would have been strange if the combined attacks of three Core Formation cultivators, utilizing spiritual techniques and magic treasures, had failed to destroy this beast.

The light from the palm-leaf fan in Liu Ping's hand intensified. With a gentle flick, a loud whistling sound erupted, and a green wind dragon flew out of nowhere, lunging with bared fangs and claws at the incoming spectral entities. The five Ghost Kings that encountered the green wind dragon were all sent flying backward.

Chen Yifeng felt immense pain. Two fists could not contend with four hands, and his guardian spirit beast had been killed just like that. Heartbroken, he also lost his will to fight. He opened his mouth and spat out a black banner. With a gentle shake, a large swath of black yin qi surged out, transforming into dozens of black giant pythons that lunged towards the opponents.

The green wind dragon was fearless, charging towards the black giant pythons. A blinding green light flared, enveloping all the black giant pythons. Two breaths later, the green light dissipated, and the black giant pythons had vanished. A mass of black qi sped towards the southeast at an extremely fast pace. Simultaneously, the thick black mist dissipated, revealing a vast expanse of buildings. Large numbers of Hundred Ghosts Sect disciples were fleeing in all directions, looking utterly disheveled.

"Chase him! Don't let him escape!"

If Chen Yifeng were to escape, there would be endless future repercussions, and the grudge of destroying a sect was irreconcilable. From within the black mist, a colossal black mist dragon charged out, lunging towards Zhao Yunxiao and the two others. Liu Ping gently fanned with the palm-leaf fan in his hand, and a green wind dragon materialized out of thin air, lunging towards the black mist dragon.

"Boom!"

The green wind dragon and the black mist dragon perished together. A powerful wave of air swept forth, and the next moment, three black, shimmering talismans suddenly flew out, appearing instantly before them.

"Oh no! Class 3 talismans!"

Three deafening roars erupted as a massive black lightning burst engulfed their figures, followed by a chorus of screams. Three breaths later, the black lightning dissipated. Zhao Yunxiao and the two others were protected within a hazy green light barrier, though their faces were slightly pale. Some of the Foundation Establishment cultivators caught in the black lightning's range were instantly reduced to ash.

Chen Yifeng was already over ten li away, his escape speed remarkably fast. Judging by his direction, he was heading precisely towards Wang Changsheng and Zhao Yunrong's location. Chen Yifeng had fled so quickly that he surely didn't have time to take many treasures, especially cultivation techniques and inheritances, which were the most valuable items. Even a cornered rabbit would bite, but since Chen Yifeng had fled so far, they decided to let him go. The treasures of a sect were right before their eyes, and it was obvious which was more important.

"Listen, disciples of the Hundred Ghosts Sect!" Zhao Yunxiao's voice boomed. "Those who resist will be shown no mercy. Surrender now, and you can still live!"

Zhao Yunxiao and the two other Core Formation cultivators, along with over a hundred Foundation Establishment cultivators, charged towards the Hundred Ghosts Sect's main gate. This was the opportune moment to plunder their treasures. With Chen Yifeng gone, the Hundred Ghosts Sect disciples, having lost their backbone, fled in all directions.

"Don't let them escape!" Zhao Yunxiao commanded. "Go and pursue them! You absolutely cannot let them get away!"

Zhao Yunxiao and the two others ordered the Foundation Establishment cultivators from other factions to pursue the fleeing Hundred Ghosts Sect disciples. The three of them intended to monopolize the Hundred Ghosts Sect's treasures and would not allow non-direct lineage Foundation Establishment cultivators to get involved. Although Wang Qingshan and the others were displeased, they dared not defy the orders of Core Formation cultivators. They rode their artifacts to pursue the fleeing Hundred Ghosts Sect disciples.

Meanwhile, Chen Yifeng transformed into a mass of black qi and fled with extreme speed. The forest ahead suddenly lit up with a silver light. A silver long rainbow shot forth, followed closely by hundreds of yellow flying daggers, all targeting Chen Yifeng. The black qi churned, and a black light suddenly shot out, striking towards the silver light and the hundreds of yellow flying daggers.