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Chapter 548 - 549: Gui Feng

Chapter 548: Chapter 549: Gui Feng

What?!

Old Zhong seemed to have heard wrong and was stunned for a long while; "Master, you aren’t joking, right? Even the peak combat Emperors can only drink one drop of Dragon Blood wine, but this is Dragon Blood, Youming wine! This kid is merely a second-rank combat king.

After drinking it, he will undoubtedly die!"

"This wine is used to suppress the dark spots in his body. Without this wine, those dark spots on him cannot be suppressed—follow my instructions!" said the purple-robed elder.

"Yes." Old Zhong’s body trembled as he fed all the precious Youming wine in his hands into Ye Wudao’s mouth.

"Ah!" Ye Wudao let out an agonizing scream, the veins in his neck bulging. Before long, Ye Wudao’s body gradually calmed, and the dark spots on his body dissipated.

"The dark spots have dissipated!" Mo Feixuan exclaimed excitedly.

"This brat carries two serious injuries! I can only suppress one and then deal with the other; otherwise, it will backfire!" explained the purple-robed elder.

"Grandfather, can’t you resolve all his issues at once?" Mo Feixuan asked.

"What are you joking about?" the purple-robed elder self-mockingly chuckled; "Not just me—even if you call those old immortals from Mount Kunlun, they can only stare helplessly!"

"Even the elders from Mount Kunlun can’t manage it?" Mo Feixuan asked incredulously.

"Of course, those old fools from Mount Kunlun aren’t gods!" said the purple-robed elder as he conjured a purple flame in his palm.

"Eh, Grandfather, when have I ever seen that purple flame in your hand before?" Mo Feixuan asked curiously.

"Miss, this is no ordinary fire, but the legendary Nine You Purple Flame!" Old Zhong said excitedly.

"Is it very powerful?" Mo Feixuan asked.

"Hehe, powerful? It’s far more than powerful—the Nine You Purple Fire can burn everything in the world; even the strongest martial artists would get injured upon contact and die upon touch!" Old Zhong said with profound respect.

"That’s amazing!" Mo Feixuan’s eyes sparkled with admiration.

The purple-robed elder looked at Ye Wudao with a high and mighty gaze, saying, "Brat, countless combat Emperors above you have wanted to witness my Nine You Purple Flame all their lives, a mere combat king like you having this chance is enough for you to die without regrets!"

With those words, the purple-robed elder slammed his palm onto Ye Wudao’s wound.

Boom!

In an instant, a howl, like that of ghosts and wolves, emanated from the wound on Ye Wudao, instantly rising into a strange black flame, attempting to counter the Nine You Purple Flame!

Bang!

Bang!

The two terrifying powers constantly clashed, causing a sound like firecrackers to erupt in the air.

"Eh, interesting, this black fire on the wound is quite troublesome!" The purple-robed elder looked surprised, then increased his power.

At that moment, Ye Wudao suddenly showed an expression of extreme pain and let out a cry of agony; "Ah ah!"

"Not good, Master, this kid can’t withstand the clash of the two forces!"

"Truly troublesome!" said the purple-robed elder, urging, "Old Zhong, stabilize him!"

"Yes!" Old Zhong immediately pressed his hands onto Ye Wudao.

Roar!

In contrast, the black ghost fire on Ye Wudao’s wound grew increasingly intense, as if taunting.

"A mere ghost fire daring to challenge me!" the purple-robed elder coldly laughed. At the same time, he stretched out both hands, each swirling with terrifying Nine You Purple Fire, and harshly slapped them onto Ye Wudao’s wound.

Boom!

A loud sound came, unleashing a terrifying wave of energy!

"Ah ah ah..." Ye Wudao screamed in extreme pain.

"Master, this is bad, I can’t hold him down any longer!" Old Zhong gripped Ye Wudao’s body with all his strength—his body was shaking, and blood was seeping from the corners of his mouth.

It’s not Old Zhong’s fault!

Mainly because the Nine You Purple Fire from the purple-robed elder, and the power of the ghost clan’s great ability left on his body, was too strong!

Far superior to the Battle Emperor!

"Bao’er, go to Grandpa’s room and fetch that old rope under the bed!" the elder in purple urged.

"Alright."

Before long, Mo Feixuan handed the old hemp rope to the elder in purple, "Grandpa, what’s the use of this old hemp rope?"

"Do not underestimate this old hemp rope. It caught countless monsters. When your Grandpa was young, he caught a calamitous dragon with it!" the elder in purple explained, then commanded, "Use this old hemp rope to tie up this young man tightly!"

"Alright!" Mo Feixuan hurriedly took the rope and tied Ye Wudao up tightly.

"Ah ah!" Ye Wudao struggled continuously, yet the old hemp rope possessed a magical power that tightly bound him.

"Phew!" Conversely, Old Zhong let out a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat off his face.

The wounds on Ye Wudao’s body were, however, expanding.

"Just some mere ghost fire daring to act up in front of this old man!" the elder in purple scolded, with his hands constantly forming seals at a speed surpassing thousands per second, as fast as lightning.

"What is Grandpa doing?" Mo Feixuan asked curiously.

"The master is forming seals," Old Zhong answered reverently.

"Forming seals?" Mo Feixuan shook her head, completely clueless about these matters.

After nearly ten thousand seals, the elder in purple suddenly burst out with a terrifying aura that soared to the skies!

Boom!

This mighty aura instantly covered the entire Youming Valley.

Some beings in Youming Valley, those beyond the Battle Emperor, sensed this aura and were all pale with fear.

"Hiss, this aura, it’s the old master’s!"

"Could it be that someone has come to attack Master Mo?"

"What are you joking about? Who in this world would dare to provoke Master Mo? It must have been some ignorant fool who angered him!"

The scene shifted to Master Mo’s side.

"Just some mere ghost fire, today I will suppress you!" Master Mo roared, using both hands to wield the Ancient Demon Suppressing Seal, slamming it down on Ye Wudao.

"Ah ah ah!" Ye Wudao let out a beast-like painful howl, and four ancient purple characters suddenly appeared on his body!

"Ancient Demon Suppressing Seal!"

"Eh, why are there characters on Ye Wudao’s body?" Mo Feixuan asked curiously.

"The master is employing the ancient sealing method from legends, the Ancient Demon Suppressing Seal, which is incredibly powerful and can suppress all evil spirits!" Old Zhong praised.

"Grandpa is really impressive," Mo Feixuan said admiringly.

As Master Mo employed the ancient seal, the ghost fire on Ye Wudao’s wounds gradually dissipated.

"Master, it’s taking effect," Old Zhong said excitedly.

"Hmph, of course!" Master Mo said, then suddenly his expressions changed dramatically, "Oh no, something’s wrong!"

"Master, what’s wrong?" Old Zhong asked urgently.

"The ghost fire in this young man’s wounds isn’t ordinary ghost fire. It actually contains the spirit of a powerful ghost clan member!"

"What, the spirit of a powerful ghost clan member?" Old Zhong’s face turned pale.

"Dammit, this spirit has taken advantage of my power and possessed this young man’s body!" Master Mo attempted to intervene, but it was already too late.

"This is bad!" Old Zhong’s corners of the mouth turned purple in shock.

"Ah ah!" Ye Wudao, closing his eyes, suddenly opened them to reveal a pair of demonic blood-red eyes, his face wicked, like a demon descending, and he let out a cold laugh, "Hehe, the Emperor has finally descended upon the human realm!"

"Who are you?" Master Mo demanded, his gaze icy.

"I am one of the four great Ghost Emperors—Gui Feng!" ’Ye Wudao’ said with a cold laugh.

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