The ghost soldiers seem to come endlessly, and these ghost soldiers are all crafted undead, completely unaware of what pain is, they only know to follow the commands of the Bone Flute.

As time passed, there were at least two or three hundred ghost soldiers that fell beside Li Feng, and as these ghost soldiers disappeared, spots of ghostly light began to appear around Li Feng's body.

Also enveloped by the ghostly aura, those hiding aside and observing the battle noticed the anomaly around Li Feng, seeing those spots of ghostly light like fireflies, decorating the terrifying ghostly place, adding more eeriness to it.

The ghost general tangled with Li Feng suddenly retrieved the iron chain, falling back to Ximen Chengfeng's side.

Ximen Chengfeng turned slightly and coldly glanced at Li Feng who blocked his ghost general: "Li Feng, you indeed exceeded my expectations. Having such strength from a place like the Lower Three Rings is something to be proud of."

It seemed Ximen Chengfeng was acknowledging Li Feng's strength, but then his tone shifted coldly: "But this is where it ends, your greatest trump card must be your Vermilion Bird Bloodline, right?"

"To be honest, your Vermilion Bird Bloodline does target my ghost aura very well, but if you really think this is all I have, then you're gravely mistaken."

"Your strength has already reached its peak, because this is your ceiling. But for me, what you've seen is just a mere appetizer."

"Do you know why we're aristocrats, while the Lower Three Rings can only be lowly peasants? Because your sky is only so high."

Ximen Chengfeng looked at Li Feng with arrogance: "What, not convinced?"

Ximen Chengfeng sneered repeatedly, raising the Bone Fan in his hand: "Then let me show you the true power of Maoshan Dao techniques."

After Ximen Chengfeng spoke, he waved the Bone Fan, sweeping a gust enveloped with ghostly glow towards Li Feng.

The ghostly glow crashed against Li Feng like moths to a flame, but was blocked by the domineering Purple Flame outside his body.

Li Feng frowned slightly, looking at Ximen Chengfeng, unsure what he was up to.

"What is this?"

In the crowd, one of the two young gentlemen from the Fourth Ring narrowed his eyes, his name was Bai Yi. His ancestors were renowned figures in history, leaving a lasting legacy—Bai Qi the God of Killing, and his line had passed down to the ninety-third generation.

Even though the Bai Family hadn't become one of the twenty-two first-ranked aristocratic families, it's top-tier among the second-tier aristocratic families. Though the Bai Family had its heyday, now it's somewhat in decline, but even a dying camel is bigger than a horse. Especially as the Bai Family has rejuvenated over the century, now they are quite ambitious.

This Zeng Family is actually supported by the Bai Family in secret, aiming to strengthen themselves, recruit some families, and add leverage for the Bai Family to return to the first-ranked aristocratic status.

As the princely heir of a millennium old family, Bai Yi's Bai Family stands at the pinnacle of the pyramid, things unknown to others are not secrets in his eyes.

"Netherworld Ghost Fire."

Bai Yi didn't expect Ximen Chengfeng to actually possess the Netherworld Ghost Fire.

"Uh, is this the Netherworld Ghost Fire?" The gentleman beside him was surprised, knowing that the Netherworld Ghost Fire is one of the ten Abnormal Fires, equivalent to the Vermilion Bird Fire among the ten Abnormal Fires, yet unlike the Pure Yang Fire of the Vermilion Bird Fire, this Netherworld Ghost Fire is completely opposite.

"Are you sure you didn't make a mistake?"

The ten Abnormal Fires are rare and unattainable, it's unexpected to see Zeng Batian's Red Lotus Fire yesterday, and today witnessing the Netherworld Ghost Fire.

Though the Red Lotus Fire requires luck and opportunity, the Netherworld Ghost Fire is unique to Maoshan Peak, yet to possess it is extremely difficult.

Bai Yi shook his head: "Of course I didn't make a mistake; in Ancestor Dragon City, besides the Tao Sect Maoshan Peak, there's another place that has the Netherworld Ghost Fire, which is the Bai Family's Holy Land, so I'm very familiar with the Netherworld Ghost Fire." 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

The gentleman beside Bai Yi did not refute, he nodded, confirming that Bai Yi wasn't bluffing.

The Bai Family's cultivation is the Bai Family's Killing God Technique, entering the Tao through killing, its ancestors were revered as the God of Killing, with a formidable reputation in Ancestor Dragon City. Even though the Bai Family is in decline, few dare provoke it; as a second-tier family, it dares clash head-on with first-tier families.

"It's just that Ximen Chengfeng should not have possessed the Netherworld Ghost Fire for long, hence using the souls of these ghost soldiers as a guide, and the formed ghost fire is only at the fire seeds level. But even so, Li Feng likely faces big trouble."

"Oh?"

"The Netherworld Ghost Fire has another name, also known as Soul Devouring Ghost Fire, it doesn't target the human body, but specifically attacks the soul, Sea of Consciousness."

"Though Li Feng has the Vermilion Bird Bloodline protection, if the level isn't high enough, it can still be unstoppable. Once tainted by the Netherworld Ghost Fire, eventually it leads to a soul-extinguishing fate, becoming like an undead."

"Do you think Ximen Chengfeng's ghost soldiers and ghost generals originated from? They were refined with the Netherworld Ghost Fire, and the process is extremely cruel, as it involves the soul's burning, piercing through the bone marrow."

Bai Yi finished speaking, looking at Li Feng.

The Red Lotus Fire targets the physical body, while the Netherworld Ghost Fire devours the soul; when comparing, the Netherworld Ghost Fire is undoubtedly more terrifying.

Hmm.

Li Feng quickly sensed a trace of anomaly, a shiver from the deepest part of the soul.

Ximen Chengfeng watched Li Feng's expression, gave a contemptuous smile: "Did you sense it, the shiver from your soul?"

"This is the Netherworld Ghost Fire from my Maoshan Peak, once it enters your body, it ignites your soul, and slowly devours your soul, letting you feel that shiver from the depths of your soul."

"You'll die, but I'll resurrect you and refine you as my second ghost general." Ximen Chengfeng said, smirking sinisterly.

Li Feng's expression turned solemn, only feeling the Netherworld Ghost Fire constantly drilling into his body, but before it could invade the soul, the Vermilion Bird Spiritual Veins in his Purple Mansion opened its eyes directly.

The Vermilion Bird Blood within Li Feng was exceptionally pure, even able to summon the Holy Beast Vermilion Bird to descend, while imparting a trace of the Holy Beast Vermilion Bird's Divine Thought into Li Feng's Vermilion Bird Bloodline.

As the Netherworld Ghost Fire attempted to enter Li Feng's body, it directly provoked this Vermilion Bird Divine Thought's counterattack, as the Netherworld Ghost Fire's attribute is inherently cold, contrasting the Vermilion Bird Fire.

All of a sudden.

The Netherworld Ghost Fire was swept away by the Vermilion Bird Divine Thought, Li Feng didn't expect such benefits from having the Vermilion Bird descend before.

"Want me to be your second ghost general, I'll give you four words."

Li Feng spoke, a toe-tip point with Shadow Shifting propelled him towards the ghost general, while Ximen Chengfeng watched Li Feng's approach with a sneer, was this a futile struggle?

"Ghost General."

Ximen Chengfeng directly commanded the ghost general in front to block, thinking that only a little more time, Li Feng would be devoured by the Netherworld Ghost Fire, becoming the perfect material for refining a ghost general.