The most melodramatic rebirth in history

Chapter 7 The True Face of the Evil Spirit Master

"Brother Weiyun, does my brain-digging performance meet your standards?"

The leader in black brought his five blood-dripping, bright red fingers to his half-covered mouth.

Then, its curved, pointed tongue extends and swirls around, licking away the fishy-smelling liquid.

"It's not a pity to die!"

"What a sin! What a sin! You were so cruel! You will surely be punished in the future!"

Feng Ling watched indifferently, expressionless, while Ku Ye Yuan and Elder Ling Chen were filled with shock and anger.

The poisoned disciples trembled slightly as they stared at the figure that resembled the Grim Reaper.

There was a hint of fear in their eyes!
I had long heard that evil spirit masters were all ruthless and merciless killers.

Now it seems that what he said was true!

"Dry Leaf Ape, stop lecturing me! I don't know if there will be retribution in the future, but you'll get yours today..."

He secretly gave a signal, and the men in black surrounding Feng Ling and his companions immediately understood and prepared to launch an attack as soon as their leader gave the order.

"Brother Weiyun, do you still believe what you said?"

"Of course!" The withered leaf ape breathed a sigh of relief upon receiving Feng Ling's promise.

He was afraid that he would put in a lot of effort but get nothing in return, and end up with nothing at all!

"Sect Leader, Elder Brother, you two be careful!" Elder Ling Chen warned in a deep voice, as their situation was far from optimistic.

Seeing the three whispering, the leader in black didn't stop them, probably feeling confident of victory. He sneered, "Finished? If you're done, then let's start the massacre..."

"Wait a minute!"

Before the leader in black could utter the word "play," Feng Ling interrupted him.

The men in black, who had been preparing to set off, were extremely frustrated. When they saw their leader raise his hand to stop them, they almost couldn't catch their breath!

"Before we begin our massacre, the three of us request to return to our seats!"

After Feng Ling finished speaking, everyone, including the withered leaf ape and Elder Ling Chen, was stunned. They all had no idea what Feng Ling was up to!

The leader in black frowned, looking puzzled, thinking to himself: Could it be that he wants to die a gluttonous ghost?
Immediately afterward, regardless of whether the evil spirit master agreed or not, Feng Ling walked to the only remaining banquet table beside him.

The withered leaf ape and Lingchen followed in confusion.

Immediately, the men in black who had formed a circle around them also moved to a different position, fearing that the three might escape.

Beside a large round table, Kuye Yuan, Lingchen, and Fengling stood facing each other in a triangle, seemingly casual, but not at all disjointed!

By now, the food had long since gone cold, just like the hearts of the people before me...

"Come, come, Brother Kuye! All the vegetables on the left are yours! The vegetables on the right are for Second Brother Chen!" Feng Ling said with a smile.

A pair of withered old hands, trembling as they held chopsticks, secretly gestured to the two people diagonally opposite them to order food.

Upon hearing this, the black-clad leader frowned, but the two withered leaves and apes immediately brightened up!
"Bang!!" Suddenly, a crisp cracking sound rang out, and a cloud of white smoke billowed out. At the same time, Feng Ling and the other two shouted and attacked!

"Oh no! Hold your breath!"

The leader in black roared in shock and anger, leaping to meet the figure attacking him.

Upon hearing this, the men in black, whose formation had become somewhat chaotic, immediately held their breath and took appropriate measures to meet the enemy.

Meanwhile, dozens of disciples engaged in close combat with the men in black who had surrounded them.

Although the disciples were exhausted, they managed to stabilize the situation by attacking one person with two or three people working together.

Both sides suffered casualties!

Amidst the chaos of the battlefield, the sounds of fierce fighting filled the air.

Amidst the corrosive black mist, withered leaves fluttered about. The withered leaf ape once again clashed with the black-clad leader, the two locked in a fierce and evenly matched battle!

At dawn, the elder fought against Xu Laosan, who was dressed in black. Both of them were sixth-level ghost spirit masters, and they fought to a standstill.

It is worth mentioning that Xue Jiu, the sixth-rank disciple, still managed to fight a fifth-rank black-clad man to a draw despite being poisoned!

With just a simple act of dividing the food, the group, who were initially at a disadvantage, seized the initiative. Feng Ling's strategy was truly ingenious!
"Bang!!"

A burst of energy exploded from Feng Ling's fist, and a fourth-level evil spirit master was caught off guard, his sternum shattered, and he fell to the ground howling in pain.

His attack was successful, but it also exposed his strength. Feng Ling was not optimistic at all, as the speculation that his cultivation had dropped was confirmed!

"Old bastard, your life is mine..."

Three fourth-level evil spirit masters roared and attacked Feng Ling together.

Just now, Feng Ling used the Seven Steps Soul-Severing Powder over a large area, and they almost got hit. Now that another of their comrades has been injured, they are naturally furious!

At this moment, although Feng Ling is capable of fighting a fourth-level opponent, that refers to one-on-one combat.

If he is surrounded by three people, he will face a situation where he is completely suppressed and beaten by them!
Full of loopholes!

Feng Ling coldly watched the three people gradually grinning maliciously, silently calculating data in his mind.

The frequency and location of each person's footsteps appeared clearly in Feng Ling's mind. After comprehensive analysis, he came up with several solutions!
A gust of wind came from the left, a gust of wind from the right, and another gust of wind came straight at me! Three short swords slashed at me, and it seemed that there was no way out but to retreat!

In the blink of an eye, they were within arm's reach. The three evil spirit masters had cold expressions, as if they could already see the bloody scene of Feng Ling being hacked to death by their own blades.

"what--!"

With a scream, the evil spirit master on the left, holding a short knife, crashed to the ground. The other two didn't even see how Feng Ling moved!

A broken arm?

"Hiss!!" The two evil spirit masters were shocked and attacked Feng Ling again, but no matter how they swung their swords, they couldn't even get close to him. It was like a play that had been rehearsed beforehand!
Ling Weiyun actually possesses such combat power?

The two were so frustrated they almost coughed up blood, as every attack they launched was neutralized. Either their opponent dodged their attacks, or used their force against them, leaving them utterly disheveled!
Feng Ling's cultivation level is not as high as the two of them, but don't forget that he has the support of the Eighth Rank Ghost Spirit Body, and his physical strength is a genuine Eighth Rank!

Therefore, when Feng Ling got close,

How could that person have withstood it?

"Damn it, quickly throw the Ghost-Swallowing Poison Mist!"

Unable to defeat the two men in their disheveled state, they resorted to trickery. A corrosive black aura surged from their sleeves towards Feng Ling, instantly engulfing the aged figure!

"Haha, you old fool, you've fallen for it! Today you're going to die at our hands!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, just thinking about killing a former eighth-level expert is exciting! Let him enjoy the pain of being eaten by thousands of ants first, and then we'll finish him off with a few more blows!"

The area three meters in front of them was blocked by a swirling black mist. The two evil spirit masters grinned wickedly, and while they were smug, they didn't forget to take a few steps back.

Judging from their cautious demeanor, it seemed that even they themselves were afraid of the poisonous fog before them!
In a scene of poisonous fog, isolated from the outside world.

Feng Ling held his breath and punched, a gentle force slowly stirring the poisonous mist, quickly gathering between Feng Ling's hands as he turned the tide.

"Wow—it feels so good to breathe!"

As the black mist completely dissipated, Feng Ling exhaled a breath of turbid air, put his right hand behind his back, and stared calmly at the two stiff, frozen smiles opposite him.

"How is this possible!?" The two evil spirit masters were utterly shocked, staring at the unharmed figure with disbelief in their eyes!

"You two brats, how dare you speak so arrogantly! Do you think you two can shake me?"

His white hair moved without wind, and Feng Ling looked up with disdain, glancing at the two of them indifferently, as if he didn't care at all.

Damn it, I fell for that old bastard's trick!

Enraged, the two evil sorcerers snarled, their faces contorted with rage, "Arrogant! You're nothing but a sick tiger with its teeth pulled! Don't be so cocky..."

"Hmph, you old bastard, just prepare to die! We two brothers will send you down there so your family can reunite..."

Upon hearing this, Feng Ling coldly watched the two furious men rushing towards him, secretly pulling his right hand back from behind his back. Everything was under his control!
A sharp crack rang out, startling the two hot-blooded young men awake.

"Ah—it's a trap!" The two men frantically stopped their forward momentum and tried to retreat in terror, but it was too late!

A cloud of black mist rapidly engulfed the two retreating figures, followed by a series of shrill screams that sounded extremely eerie!

Soon, the screams grew fainter and fainter, the black mist dissipated, and two gruesome, poisoned corpses, riddled with holes from corrosion, appeared before Feng Ling's eyes.

Those in the other battle circles who noticed the situation felt a chill run down their spines upon seeing the tragic scene, and secretly felt a cold sweat for Feng Ling.

They brought this on themselves, they deserve it!

The Life Tablet absorbed two more fourth-tier ghost spirits, which was barely equivalent to three third-tier ghost spirits. Another formless ghost spirit appeared in the Life Tablet.

From then on, Feng Ling's combat power increased again, and he successfully advanced to the third stage! But looking at the two twisted and deformed blackened corpses, he felt no joy.

Feng Ling was overjoyed. If it weren't for the sudden inspiration that allowed him to draw upon the profound guidance of Tai Chi, he would probably have ended up like this!
"Damn it! Blackwater Butcher, it was you..."

Suddenly, a furious shout came from the Leaf Ape, drawing everyone's attention.

Upon hearing this, they all tacitly stopped fighting and secretly became wary of each other.

At this moment, the withered leaf ape was holding a piece of black cloth in its hand. It staggered backward and landed on the ground with a pale face. Elder Lingchen, who had stopped and rushed forward, caught it.

"Hahaha, Sect Leader Kuye, how have you been?" The leader in black laughed loudly, showing no fear of his identity being exposed.

Blackwater Butcher, around fifty years old.

A seventh-level Ghost Spirit Master, the current leader of the Blackwater Sect! His ultimate move—Blackwater Claw!

"Old butcher, I thought you were just violent and honest, but I never expected you to be an evil spirit master!" Elder Ling Chen said angrily.

He angrily accused, "The dignified sect leader has actually joined forces with evil heretics!"

"Since you are the leader of the evil spirit masters, then who are these men in black...?"

Upon hearing this, the withered leaf ape felt a chill run down its spine, and suddenly realized a terrifying answer.

"Old friend, there's no need to be so angry. If your Kuye Sect is willing to submit and become my disciple, I will take good care of you! Otherwise, none of you will leave alive!"

The Fallen Leaf Ape and Elder Dawn have been seriously injured due to the interference.

Blackwater Butcher wasn't afraid of the others playing tricks. He simply waved his hand, and the masked men tore off their black cloths, confirming the withered leaf ape's guess.

Blackwater Sect disciples!
Looking at those unfamiliar yet familiar faces, everyone was horrified.

Their complete revelation of their true identities further enraged the crowd: firstly, with the sect leader exposed, there was no longer any need for them to continue their disguise;
Secondly, and most importantly, this group of evil spirit masters has already resolved to kill; otherwise, they wouldn't have torn away even the last fig leaf!

"With so many evil spirit master disciples, if I'm not mistaken, your entire Blackwater Sect is probably full of evil spirit masters, isn't it?"

Feng Ling suddenly spoke calmly, uttering a sentence that sent chills down everyone's spines.

The entire sect consists of evil spirit masters!
What is this concept...

If someone visits alone,

The result...

Every time a creature hatches, it's a new beginning...

The world is full of chaos and troubles; may the sages and saints offer you a pure land for your souls.

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