It's time to become a fairy.

However, the situation is obviously not optimistic. Can Feng Yumeng, who has not yet entered the realm of the Sea of ​​Transformation, be a match for the Ghost General who is close to the level of the Half-Step Ghost King in the Central Court?

Ye Qingge's expression became uncertain. After all, Feng Yumeng's actions this time had some of her own reasons, which made her hesitate.

She was deep in thought, but the other spirits were anything but polite.

Upon realizing that Ye Qingge wasn't as much of a threat as they had imagined, they immediately sprang into action, rushing towards Ye Qingge and the driver. Countless yin energies spread rampantly, causing the driver's expression to change drastically. He abruptly started the spirit boat, attempting to smash all these yin spirits away.

The ghosts moved with incredible speed, capable of attacking from any direction. The closest ghost had already reached the ground in front of Ye Qingge, preparing to launch an attack from underground. At this critical moment, Ye Qingge finally made up her mind. She suddenly raised her head, her eyes filled with determination: "Since I have my reasons, then I cannot run away... Let me see just how powerful the ghost gods really are!"

With a thought, the Yin spirit power on the symbol spread out, and the Yin spirits that were rushing forward suddenly froze.

Chapter 80 Above the Wasteland (End of this Volume)

"Disperse!"

Ye Qingge gave a low shout, and the Yin spirits that had gathered together quickly dispersed. Under Ye Qingge's will, they spread in all directions, and everything they sensed entered Ye Qingge's consciousness through special means.

This is the method of the Yin God's power. The Yin spirits affected by the Yin God's power will all exist as her eyes and ears.

Not far from Ye Qingge, the driver, who was about to run over these ghosts, suddenly slammed on the brakes. Seeing Ye Qingge's single word that drove away the ghosts, his mouth slightly opened, his eyes widened, and his face was full of astonishment.

When the driver was clearing out the Misty Demon Sect's stronghold, he thought he had overestimated Ye Qingge to the point that she could easily wipe out the disciples of the Misty Demon Sect. But now he realized that what he knew might only be the tip of the iceberg when it came to Ye Qingge.

"Wasn't she just a Spirit Foundation Realm cultivator like me, or even less powerful than me? I've already reached the third level of the Spirit Awakening Realm, so why is there such a big difference?"

The driver fell into deep thought.

On the other side, Ye Qingge ignored the driver's thoughts and state, manipulated the spirits to clear the way, and sped off in the direction Feng Yumeng had gone.

As the Heavenly God Transformation unfolded layer by layer, her aura rose, and she slowly passed the major hurdle of the Divine Breath Realm, arriving at the early stage of the Divine Breath Realm. With a slight thought, she formed hand seals, and the Cloud-Emerging Sword suddenly flew out from her spiritual ring. She pushed off with her feet and leaped onto the flying sword, increasing her speed once again as she headed towards her target location.

Many of the spirits had no physical form and were faster than her; the fastest spirit had already reached the low hill.

Through the perspective information brought by the Yin spirits, Ye Qingge could clearly perceive the scene in the distance. The entire part of the low mountain outside the center of the spirit boat's field of vision was covered by an array composed of inky black runes, patterns, and various designs. Yin energy from all directions was gathered there, and as countless symbols, patterns, and designs alternated, even the blood moonlight in the sky was attracted and frantically converged towards the center.

Where the crimson moonlight and yin energy converged, a ghost general nearly three times the height of a human stood there. His limbs were not as slender as those of an ordinary person. He wore a general's robe, and the crown on his head had been half-transformed, changing into the attire of a ghost king. However, this transformation was interrupted by Feng Yumeng when it was only halfway through.

Feng Yumeng held a small red array flag and waved it lightly. The operation of the entire array was hindered, and in many places, the flow even reversed, greatly impeding the progress of the array.

On the back of her other hand, there was a diamond-shaped armor plate covering her spirit weapon. Hundreds of armor plates were flying in the air. Whenever the Ghost King launched an attack, countless armor plates would gather together and turn into a small shield covering Feng Yumeng's front. The armor plates were tightly sealed, giving the Ghost King no chance to break in.

Once the Ghost General's offensive slows down, Feng Yumeng will change her defensive stance and manipulate some of the armor plates to launch a counterattack.

Not only that, the necklace on her chest also seemed to have a special restraining effect on the ghost general's yin energy, preventing the ghost general's yin energy from getting close for a time... With so many advantages combined, even though Feng Yumeng's cultivation level was a level lower than the ghost general's strength, she did not fall behind by much.

The ghost general clearly realized the gravity of the situation; it could not afford to delay any longer. If it did, its promotion would fail completely, which would be unforgivable to it.

There is no way to avoid it; only war remains!

stab

Countless surges of Yin energy halted the Ghost General's latest attack, leaving only slight marks on the armor plates, unable to break through them at all. Feng Yumeng's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and she leaped up suddenly. Half of the armor plates formed a passage to the Ghost General beneath her feet, while the other half transformed into a sharp blade, slashing towards the Ghost General.

Feng Yumeng made a sudden move, but failed to notice the cunning glint in the Ghost General's eyes. The Ghost General, who had previously shown signs of dejection, suddenly surged with power, unleashing a ball of Yin energy that had been condensed in his hand and throwing it towards Feng Yumeng.

This mass of Yin energy was of extremely high quality, and its power had reached the limit of the Transformation Sea Realm, comparable to the Half-Step Central Court Realm. Even Feng Yumeng would find it difficult to withstand. Her pupils shrank slightly, and the sharp blade made of armor plates in her hand suddenly disintegrated, trying to transform into a shield to defend, but it was clearly too late.

The ghost general was prepared and was slightly faster than her. That slight difference in speed was enough to decide the outcome!

At the critical moment, Ye Qingge suddenly mobilized the Yin God power in his right hand and shouted, "Freeze!"

The ghost general paused for a moment. In that brief pause, the yin energy gathered in his hand began to expand uncontrollably. When he resumed his movements, it had expanded from the size of a compressed fist to a meter in size. The surging power flickered and then exploded with a roar.

Countless yin winds swept across the low mountain, and the entire mountain, along with the surrounding mountains, was shattered by the shockwave. Ye Qingge, who was far away, was greatly affected. She quickly waved her hand and sent seven or eight yin spirits in front of her to barely block the aftershocks.

Compared to Feng Yumeng and the others, the ghost general who was closest to them received the greatest impact damage. Fortunately, it was his own Yin energy that had little effect on him.

Taking advantage of the pause, Feng Yumeng successfully condensed the armor plates into a giant shield in front of her. Under the shockwave from the explosion, her figure was propelled hundreds of meters into the air, and only began to fall downwards when it reached nearly a thousand meters.

She remained calm and unhurried, waving her hand to spread out countless armor plates. With a wave of the array flag in her hand, the armor plates seemed to possess a spirit, falling densely like rain towards the ghost general. Her figure moved nimbly among the countless armor plates, as elusive as a ghost. Every now and then, she waved the array flag in her hand, interfering with the operation of the array below, preventing the ghost general from completing the leap in strength and entering the Central Court Realm.

The offensive was reversed in an instant!

Countless armor plates flew and darted about, causing countless yin energies within the ghost general's body to explode. It roared repeatedly, seemingly sensing something, and suddenly reached out and slapped the nearest yin spirit. The yin spirit controlled by Ye Qingge shattered instantly, unable to see what was happening inside.

However, Ye Qingge didn't care. With one spirit shattered, two more spirits took its place, allowing her to observe from two different angles.

The Ghost General was indeed a cut above Feng Yumeng, and slowly began to turn the tide. Just as it was about to launch another sneak attack on Feng Yumeng, Ye Qingge made her move again.

The closer the distance, the stronger the effect of the Yin God's power becomes. It only gradually stabilizes when the distance reaches within 500 meters. This sudden attack completely ruined the Ghost General's plan. This time, the Ghost General's stun duration was longer, giving Feng Yumeng an opportunity. Amidst the flying armor fragments, the situation that the Ghost General had managed to stabilize continued to deteriorate.

"Roar!"

The ghost general roared repeatedly, and with a palm strike, Ye Qingge's sight disappeared once again.

Two spirits vanished, but countless more spirits gathered around them. Not only the staff at the Spirit Boat Center, but also Ye Qingge activated her Yin God abilities after noticing something was wrong, summoning all the spirits she could find nearby.

Although it was impossible to summon all the spirits cast by the mind illusion spell this time, at least a hundred spirits arrived in dense numbers, watching the battle of the ghost generals from all angles. No matter how the ghost generals tried to destroy them, they could not be wiped out.

The ghost general couldn't spare too much attention to annihilate the Yin spirit. With Ye Qingge occasionally activating her abilities, he was constantly being suppressed by Feng Yumeng and finally began to fall into a disadvantageous position.

At this moment, Ye Qingge finally arrived at a distance from the destroyed mountains and rivers, maintaining the most suitable control distance, but did not join the battle.

This ability comes from the Yin God after all, and it is an uncertain ability. She doesn't want to reveal it so early. She came out of guilt, and helping from a distance is the same.

After restraining the ghost general several times, Feng Yumeng finally seized an opportunity. Countless armor plates gathered in her hands like flowing water, transforming into a huge golden iron glove. Although it was made of gold and iron, it could move freely in her hands. She slapped the ghost general's chest with one palm.

bang

The ghost general's yin energy dissipated in large quantities, and his aura fluctuated rapidly. He was almost knocked down from the peak of the Sea Transformation Realm to the late stage of the Sea Transformation Realm by a single palm strike.

A glint flashed in Feng Yumeng's eyes, and a large number of armor plates flew out. Just as she was about to press her advantage, the formation below suddenly surged violently. Because the low mountain had been destroyed, the formation, which had been mostly broken, completely erupted. With no other choice, Feng Yumeng had to withdraw her attack and retreat.

One by one, figures dressed in black emerged from nowhere, spreading out in all directions, seemingly trying to surround Feng Yumeng from all angles and completely kill her.

Feng Yumeng's pupils contracted slightly, and she became alert, but for some reason, her usually accurate sense of crisis did not come this time.

Without a second thought, she gathered countless armor plates around herself, ready to defend or attack at any moment. Just then, another unexpected event occurred.

It turned out that the hordes of ghosts that had swarmed across the mountains and fields had launched an attack on the people of the Misty Demon Sect.

The spirits were not strong, but they caught the people of the Misty Demon Sect off guard.

"What's going on? How could these ghosts have gone out of control!"

Within the Misty Demon Sect, the leading deacon's face darkened. For the Misty Demon Sect, which was known for its expertise in creating and controlling spirits, it was an utter disgrace to have someone manipulate spirits that should be under their control right in front of them!

More importantly, they are still unable to manipulate it again.

If the person behind it were to break the method of manipulating the ghost general... The deacon of the Misty Demon Sect shuddered, feeling a chill run down his spine.

Under the desperate attack of the hundreds of Yin spirits manipulated by Ye Qingge, Feng Yumeng finally got a chance to catch her breath. She quickly used her divine powers and magic, and her figure disappeared from everyone's sight.

A few breaths later, he suddenly darted out from behind a disciple of the Misty Demon Sect and launched a fierce attack, killing him instantly.

"We can't afford to waste time with her, or we'll all die. Cover the Ghost General, charge through Ningcheng's high walls, fight for our elusive dreams! Kill!"

"Fight for your dreams! Kill!"

The demonic sect disciples who had accompanied him were immediately invigorated. They spontaneously formed an array, with the ghost general at the center, and escorted him toward the high walls of Ning City.

The deacon formed hand seals, and the ghost general let out a roar. The light in its eyes gradually faded, turning into a deathly silence, and it was manipulated to head towards the high wall.

Feng Yumeng's emotions were also unable to calm down, and she quickened her pace of assassination. The disciples of the Misty Demon Sect, however, showed no intention of retaliating, but only increased their speed, wanting to destroy the high walls of Ning City. The battle officially entered its later stages, and it became a race against time.

the other side

Standing atop the mountain, Ye Qingge, with the help of a lingering spirit, took in the entire scene before lowering her hand.

The more Yin spirits' power one borrows, the deeper the connection becomes. With the abilities Ye Qingge is currently using, she could mobilize even more Yin spirits, but she did not continue doing so.

because……

"At most five minutes, City Lord Yan will arrive here. Five minutes is not enough for them to reach the high walls of Ning City. The Demon Sect's plan is destined to fail. This operation can be considered to have been narrowly successful, and it is almost time to wrap things up!"

A vision flashed through Ye Qingge's mind of a distant ghost before its soul was scattered. She shook her head, chose an opportune moment, and made a gesture as if she were rushing toward Feng Yumeng.

Five minutes is not enough time to get back to the Spirit Ship Center, so it's better to pretend to be preparing to provide support.

three minutes later

stab

Ye Qingge formed hand seals and used her Wood Element Divine Power to delay a disciple of the Misty Demon Sect for a moment, thus aiding Feng Yumeng's kill. At the same time, a powerful aura suddenly descended.

The group was originally located in the suburbs of Ningcheng, not far from the city walls. At the speed of the Misty Demon Sect, they would reach the walls in less than five minutes.

But those five minutes were ultimately an insurmountable distance!

Yan Xiuxian's figure broke through the air and attacked, a sudden burst of sword light.

The surging sword light pierced the air, and even with a distance of nearly three kilometers, it still managed to kill the ghost general with a single sword strike. The ghost general, whose cultivation had been nearly collapsed by the combined attack of Feng Yumeng and Ye Qingge, didn't even have time to resist before being annihilated by the sword.

The deacon suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, his momentum instantly weakening. A fierce glint flashed in his eyes as he lunged at Ye Qingge, his inner power surging violently, preparing to unleash a desperate attack before his death to take away the easiest person to take.

Ye Qingge's pupils contracted, and she subconsciously tried to mobilize her Yin Spirit power to resist.

At the critical moment, Feng Yumeng's hand moved even faster, and she flicked out a talisman, sticking it to the steward's forehead. The steward, who had been full of momentum and looked extremely fierce just a moment ago, was reduced to looking like an old man next door the next moment, with all his momentum gone and his spiritual power completely sealed.

"Junior, are you alright?"

Feng Yumeng gave Ye Qingge a meaningful look, but Ye Qingge pretended not to notice and smiled, "Thank you for saving me, Senior Sister Feng."

"The junior is not bad either."

Feng Yumeng smiled slightly and continued to seal the remaining disciples of the Misty Demon Sect.

When the last disciple was also sealed, Yan Xiuxian finally appeared in front of the two. His expression was solemn. He bowed slightly to the two of them and said, "This time, we owe a great debt to the two heroes. On behalf of everyone in Ningcheng, I thank you for your help. Otherwise, once the high walls of Ningcheng were breached, Ningcheng would have instantly become a wasteland!"

"Lord Yan, you are too kind. This operation was also made possible thanks to my junior sister for discovering the location that seemed to be home to the Ghost King; otherwise, it would have been difficult to complete."

Feng Yumeng exchanged a few polite words with a smile, but her expression quickly turned serious: "My purpose in coming to Ningcheng this time is not only to resolve the issues in Ningcheng, but also to convey the sect's new instructions to Ningcheng."

Yan Xiuxian nodded: "Steward Feng, please speak freely."

As a legendary figure in Ningcheng, Feng Yumeng, whose strength is close to the Transformation Sea Realm, is no longer an ordinary disciple and has become the new deacon of the Canghui Sect.

Feng Yumeng solemnly said, "Starting today, summon more than 50% of the non-management senior members of the Demon Suppression Division, the City Defense Army, and even various departments to go to the East City for support. Tomorrow morning at 10:00 AM is the departure time, and there must be no delay."

Yan Xiuxian's expression changed: "Fifty percent. This means Ningcheng's defenses will be extremely weak. The previous withdrawal of so many people caused the Misty Demon Sect incident. Now that the incident has been barely quelled, withdrawing so many more people will likely cause further changes."

Feng Yumeng shook her head: "The ancient divine miracle has changed, the ancient gods have revived, and the crisis that Dongcheng will face is far greater than that of Ningcheng. If Dongcheng cannot stop it either... this is the sect leader's personal order!"

Yan Xiuxian's expression changed several times before he could only lower his head and say, "I understand."

After exchanging a few more words and finishing their business, Feng Yumeng suddenly turned her gaze to Ye Qingge and asked with a smile, "I wonder if junior sister would be interested in participating in the support?"