The Strongest Dandy in the City-Chapter 1376 - 1367: Soul Mountain and Soul Sea

The law that obliterates experts above the Divine Thought Realm in the ancient god-demon graveyard has disappeared.

Jiang Junqian, Ning Xuesong, and Jiang Motian once again blocked the path for Ye Chenfeng and Shui Menghan.

Held by Ye Chenfeng, Shui Menghan glared angrily at Jiang Junqian and shouted, "Jiang Junqian, don’t forget your status! Your brother dared to attack me, and now you dare to do the same? If I live to leave here, I will make sure your entire line is erased from the Shuis."

Jiang Junqian smiled indifferently and said, "With so many strong people’s graves here, if I, Jiang Junqian, could obtain just part of the powerful inheritances, even if that old man, your grandpa, begged me to return to the Shuis, I wouldn’t. And since you, Shui Menghan, wish to help this kid, I’ll have to send you both on your way."

"Idiots, all of you get lost. I don’t want to die here with you." Ye Chenfeng did not want to continue entangling with Jiang Junqian and the others. Since the black shadow figure Jiang Yuntian told him to leave, there surely is a reason, and he doesn’t want to waste any more time.

Jiang Junqian did not expect Ye Chenfeng to curse outright, and the smile that had just appeared on his face vanished again. With a rolling aura, he said coldly, "Kid, you’re near death, and you still dare to talk tough with us? With so many strong people’s graves, we no longer care about the treasures in Sword God’s grave."

Jiang Motian of the Yinming Sect, also calm as ever, said, "Kid, the Goddess of Fortune won’t always stand by your side; your luck is running out."

"The three of us must kill this kid simultaneously so we can collectively obtain the energy inside him," said Ning Xuesong, the Sect Master’s adopted son of the Hanbing Sect, without any emotion.

Ye Chenfeng, holding the Black Xuan Sword in his right hand, was struggling to suppress the energies from the broken-fingered middle-aged men that had surged into him. Clenching his teeth, he shouted, "You stupid bunch, if you want to die, don’t drag me along, get out of my way immediately!"

Ye Chenfeng’s instincts were very sharp, and he began to sense the abnormalities around him. Everywhere he looked were densely packed tombstones, roughly five thousand strong men seemed to be buried here, suggesting that this was not the only strong people’s burial site in the god-demon graveyard; other similar extensive grave sites should exist elsewhere. freewёbnoνel.com

Ye Chenfeng vaguely felt the sinister aura in the air growing thicker, a sure bad omen. He knew he couldn’t waste any more time; he had to take Shui Menghan and leave immediately.

"Kid, you can only bluff for now, but soon, you’ll be the one to die," said Jiang Motian with a gloomy face. Before now, who would dare call him an idiot?

Jiang Junqian and Ning Xuesong’s faces were also not any better than Jiang Motian’s. They were all elites among their peers, usually surrounded by flattering sycophants, and who dared to act presumptuously in front of them? It could be said that Ye Chenfeng had thoroughly angered all three of them.

Standing behind Ning Xuesong, Ning Xuening, the girl, glanced disdainfully at Ye Chenfeng and muttered, "Only knows how to bluff, just a useless waste."

Su Bingshuan of the Wanyue Pavilion also frowned, looking at Ye Chenfeng, and then her two female disciples beside her spoke up.

"Senior Sister Su, is there something wrong with this kid’s head? Should we also make a move? There are so many strong people’s graves here! If later the people from the Yinming Sect, Shuis, and Hanbing Sect don’t share any of it with us, we’ll suffer a massive loss."

"Yes, Senior Sister Su, anyway, this kid is certain to die, we just need to exert a little effort."

Su Bingshuan still shook her head and said, "There are so many strong people’s graves here, they certainly can’t handle it all. I said I wouldn’t get involved, and I won’t. Are you expecting me to go back on my word?"

Ye Chenfeng examined the Heaven and Earth Flame Green Flame within his dantian, having decided to directly summon the Green Flame, uncertain whether it could buy him some time. He didn’t care about revealing that he had the Heaven and Earth Flame Green Flame, as his instincts told him if he stayed here any longer, the situation would likely become very grim.

As Ye Chenfeng prepared to summon the Green Flame, Jiang Junqian, Ning Xuesong, and Jiang Motian were already impatiently launching attacks on him. Yet, as Ye Chenfeng awaited Jiang Junqian and others to approach, a deafening sound of wailing and howling ghosts suddenly erupted from the graveyard.

This caused everyone’s movements to pause slightly, as faint eerie shadows could be seen emerging from the tombstones, these countless shadows frantically breaking free from the graves.

Soon, the first wave of shadows broke free, numbering around two hundred. These shadows were full of overwhelming resentment and appeared terrifying, with no detectable aura from them.

"Kid, you need to find a way to leave quickly. These are wandering spirits, strong individuals buried here for countless years. Their resentment has grown, and these wandering spirits are formed from that strong resentment. Although they don’t possess the strength of their living self, they are very weak, yet impossible for you to handle."

"The first wave of spirits emerging from the tombstones is the weakest. If stronger spirits break free, you’ll only be waiting for death here."

Ye Chenfeng’s mind echoed with the voice of the mysterious figure Jiang Yuntian, watching the two hundred spirits closing in on them, and the constantly struggling spirits within the tombstones. If all the spirits broke free, this place could turn into a mountain or sea of souls.

"What are these things?"

Jiang Junqian, upon seeing a hideous spirit approach him, immediately channeled the Spiritual Qi River in his meridians, delivering a fierce palm strike at the spirit. "Boom!" The hideous spirit merely retreated slightly.

This made Jiang Junqian furrow his brows tightly, knowing these things were certainly no friendly spirits. He pushed his power to its peak and struck once more, "Boom!" Although the power of this strike increased significantly, it only caused the hideous spirit to retreat five steps.

As for Jiang Motian and Ning Xuesong, their situation was similar to Jiang Junqian’s; in front of these spirits, they were pathetically weak, dodging everywhere. But, with the overwhelming number of spirits, the space to dodge was diminishing rapidly.

Holding Shui Menghan’s small hand, Ye Chenfeng looked at the more than two hundred spirits around them, knowing it was impossible to fight through them. He didn’t attack the spirits immediately but instead kept dodging with Shui Menghan, observing Jiang Junqian and the others’ effectiveness in attacking the spirits.

These were the weakest spirits, yet with Jiang Junqian and the others’ strength, they couldn’t even kill one spirit? Never mind killing, their maximum combat power only pushed the spirits back five or six steps, which was pathetic.

If stronger spirits were to emerge, would there be any hope for Ye Chenfeng’s survival? Naturally, Ye Chenfeng wouldn’t care about Jiang Motian and the others’ fate; he’d even prefer they died here, disappointing only in that he couldn’t personally kill Jiang Motian. Right now, he was concerned about his and Shui Menghan’s safety.

"You idiots, utterly foolish idiots. Didn’t I tell you already, if you want to die don’t drag me into it. Now look at the state you’re in? Go ahead, try to kill me? Each one of you is beyond stupid; don’t you realize your heads are full of shit?" Ye Chenfeng cursed loudly.

While dodging spirits with Shui Menghan, Ye Chenfeng continued, "Oh, right, shit and crap are the same, looks like your heads are indeed full of what the vox call mitian chung."

Mitian chung is yet another name for excrement. Anyway, Ye Chenfeng repeatedly said that Jiang Junqian, Ning Xuesong, and Jiang Motian were all full of foul, stinking shit in their heads.

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