"Hiss."

People watching the scene in the courtyard turned to look at the crashed Ghost General, who had also smashed a pit into the wall, and they all gasped.

"What kind of cultivation technique does Li Feng practice, to have such astonishing power?"

"I didn't expect the Ghost General to be so easily defeated, knocked away with just one punch. I thought the Ghost General was formidable."

Most of the people present were nobles from the Sixth Ring, and although they were more knowledgeable than those from the Lower Three Rings, it was limited. Sects like Tao Sect, the largest in Ancestor Dragon City, remained aloof and mysterious.

They mostly knew things by hearsay and had not seen them firsthand.

In contrast, two noble sons standing at the back looked indifferent, feeling superior compared to these ignorant descendants of lesser families.

If Maoshan Peak of the Tao Sect only had this little strength, how could it have its own peak in the Tao Sect?

Ximen Chengfeng faced Li Feng's ridicule with indifference, leisurely flicking the bone fan in his hand and sneered: "Li Feng, don't be too arrogant. I, Ximen Chengfeng, am a distinguished disciple of Maoshan Peak. Your ignorant bravery is truly laughable."

Li Feng snorted coldly, unwilling to waste words, immediately performing a Shadow Shifting to appear before Ximen Chengfeng: "This time, no one will block you."

Li Feng's punch was like a meteor, smashing onto Ximen Chengfeng's face, and his face instantly shattered. But the shattered Ximen Chengfeng lunged forward to wrap around Li Feng.

Screech, screech.

Ghostly aura rose from Li Feng's body.

Maoshan Substitute Skill.

Ximen Chengfeng appeared in the courtyard, sneered at Li Feng trapped by the Ghost Soldier, and then retrieved a segment of a bone flute from his bosom and placed it to his lips.

In the next second.

An indescribable sound emitted from the bone flute, with ripples of sound waves transforming the colorful space around them into a desolate Yin-Yang realm.

"It's the Ghost Domain."

"I feel a chill creeping up my spine."

At this moment, a sound of chains dragging could be heard around, making the eerie and terrifying space even more suspenseful.

"Just creating illusions."

Li Feng scoffed coldly before an explosion of Domineering Purple Flame burned the Ghost Soldier tying him to ashes, dissipating the ghostly aura.

Li Feng stepped out of the main hall, looked at Ximen Chengfeng blowing the ghostly flute, and raised his hand to unleash a hidden weapon imbued with Domineering Purple Flame; if it struck the opponent, Li Feng knew they would understand the might of Domineering Purple Flame.

However, before the hidden weapon struck Ximen Chengfeng, multiple chains exploded from beneath the cracked stone slabs, knocking the hidden weapon away. At the same time, two chains rushed through the air.

Seeing the chains shoot like thunder, Li Feng raised his hand: "Sword, come."

Instantly, the King Sword burst out of its sheath under Li Feng's Divine Thought's control, immediately arriving as Li Feng grasped the hilt and struck the chains away.

At this moment, the Ghost General, who had been knocked away, transformed into a ghostly shadow, rushing into the courtyard like a gust of wind, with chains flying all around like tendrils, attacking Li Feng like raindrops.

Holding the King Sword, Li Feng formed a wall of sword light and shadow before him. The sound of weapons clashing was incessant. The dense chains struck the ground around him, shattering stone slabs and kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Is this the Ghost General's strength, actually fighting on par with a Golden Core?"

"Hmm, naturally. Maoshan Ghost Control Skill is meant to refine powerful ghost corpses for combat, categorized by level as Ghost Soldiers, Ghost Officers, Ghost Generals, Ghost Commanders, Ghost Kings, and Ghost Emperors."

"Among them, Ghost Soldiers have the strength of Qi Refinement and Meridian Condensing, Ghost Officers reach Foundation Establishment, and Ghost Generals reach the Golden Core level."

"Moreover, unlike humans, this Ghost General, refined from the dead and enhanced with secret techniques and materials, possessed an incredibly strong physical body, and devoured countless ghostly aura, forming a unique Ghostly Aura."

"It's only Li Feng's Vermilion Bird Bloodline that could resist this ghostly aura. Anyone else fighting this Ghost General for long would have the ghostly aura invade their body, affecting emotions, causing irritability, fear, and even organ failure."

"So if the Ghost General isn't defeated quickly, the opponent's eventual loss is inevitable."

"However, as you mentioned, Li Feng's Vermilion Bird Bloodline naturally counters this ghostly aura, so it's hard to say who will win. But if prolonged, it might be disadvantageous for Ximen Chengfeng."

"Hmm."

The Ghost General is only equivalent to the Golden Core Early Stage. Li Feng previously fought fiercely with Zeng Family's seventh elder, who was Golden Core Middle Stage, so it's unlikely a Ghost General at the early stage, even with its ghostly aura suppressed, could defeat Li Feng.

"I wonder if Ximen Chengfeng still has an ace up his sleeve."

Before these two finished speaking.

An abnormal change occurred within the scene.

Suddenly, two ghostly hands silently broke through the ground, grabbing Li Feng's ankles.

Li Feng sensed the anomaly, and with a stomp infused with Domineering Purple Flame, exploded underground, vaporizing the two Ghost Soldiers instantly, dispersing their Divine Soul.

Yet Ximen Chengfeng smiled faintly, standing with hands folded and looking at Li Feng: "You asked me what else I could do, now watch closely."

"Ghostly·Hundred Ghosts."

Before Ximen Chengfeng finished speaking, countless hands appeared from the ground, as if something was crawling out. Xiao Luobing and others watching from inside the main hall couldn't help but feel shivers and an eerie breeze blowing at their backs.

"What's this?"

"Underworld Ghost Domain—Ximen Chengfeng cultivated the Ghost Domain, allowing him to summon ghost armies within it using the Soul Summoning Technique."

"Maoshan Peak's most terrifying aspect is precisely this; with enough ghost soldiers and generals refined, sheer numbers could overwhelm the opponent."

"Fortunately, Ximen Chengfeng only has Ghost General-level refined corpses; the rest are minions. Otherwise, it would be truly unmanageable."

Li Batian took a deep breath; two noble descendants of a second-tier family, Tao Sect's Maoshan Peak's true teachings—these two would be dominant anywhere.

Luckily, Ghost General-level refined corpses aren't easy to make, requiring Golden Core-level powerhouses and consuming various resources. As the Tao Sect's legacy, Maoshan Peak wouldn't kill indiscriminately like the Ten Demon Hall—the difficulty lies even in obtaining suitable corpses.

Of course, if they killed members of the Ten Demon Hall for refining, no one would interfere.

Dozens to hundreds of Ghost Soldiers crawled from underground, charging at Li Feng. These Ghost Soldiers only held Qi Refinement and Meridian Condensing strength, mere cannon fodder. Were it not for the Ghost General holding him, Li Feng with one sword could sweep them all.

But now, he could only let these Ghost Soldiers attack, then be incinerated by Li Feng's Domineering Purple Flame, screaming tragically, yet still charging forward relentlessly.