Chapter 108: The Grieving Soul of a Nascent Soul Cultivator!

ing the arrival of the Immortal Clan.Just two months after the two sides agreed to cooperate, the Wuzhen Sect had obtained many unheard-of and unseen treasures from the Immortal Race.Even the bishop's...Success!

The Taoist was overjoyed.

The soul power of this thousand-year vengeful spirit is extremely powerful. As long as it enters Fang Yu's body, it will surely tear apart Fang Yu's soul and then take control of his physical body!

Afterward, the Taoist used a secret technique from the Xuanming Clan to absorb the vengeful spirit into the mask! In this way, Fang Yu was easily dealt with, and he successfully absorbed the vengeful spirit into the mask, killing two birds with one stone!

But after the vengeful spirit entered Fang Yu's body, Fang Yu didn't experience the intense pain that the Taoist priest had expected.

He didn't even change his expression, still standing in place.

"Just a lowly vengeful spirit, you dare to possess my body" Fang Yu's eyes were cold, his pupils flashing red.

He extended his right hand, two fingers pointing to his forehead.

A flash of white light appeared on his fingertips, and Fang Yu immediately let out a heart-wrenching scream from within.

The screams were not a single sound, but a multitude of voices, like hundreds of babies and women crying out! The sound was piercing, chilling to the bone, and deeply unsettling.

Li Xiaomo, standing beside Fang Yu, was so frightened by the scream that her legs went weak and she collapsed to the ground.

"Since you're here, don't even think about leaving easily." Fang Yu said coldly, the white glow on his finger growing brighter and brighter.

Meanwhile, the screams emanating from his body grew increasingly agonizing.

This scene was not only eerie, but also spine-chilling.

The Jin family standing on both sides of the hall, their faces were pale with fear in their eyes.

Their Jin family...surely there are ghosts!

With a scream, a wisp of black smoke slowly rose from the top of Fang Yu's head.

The black smoke struggled as if trying to escape from Fang Yu's body.

The Taoist, seeing this scene, was greatly shaken.

In front of me, Fang Yu could actually resist the erosion of the thousand-year resentment, even pushing it out of his body

What kind of tactics are these!

But the Taoist priest was only shocked for a moment before he came to his senses.

Since this thousand-year grievance soul cannot directly tear Fang Yu's soul apart, then its power should be absorbed into the mask!

Thinking this way, the Taoist priest grabbed his peachwood sword and brandished it in the air, chanting incantations.

"Power of Xuanming, come to me swiftly, souls!"

The Taoist priest uttered a low growl, his peachwood sword pointed at Fang Yu's location.

A powerful gravitational force appeared in the air, forcibly pulling the thousand-year-old resentful souls out of Fang Yu's body!

A wisp of black smoke drifted through the air and quickly vanished into the face mask of the Taoist priest!

Screams came to an abrupt end!

The hall suddenly fell silent, with only the sobs of those who were frightened to tears.

Fang Yu looked at the Taoist priest in front of him, his eyes cold and stern.

At this moment, the ghostly mask's eyes, which had been faintly glowing blue, flashed with a black light!

A powerful aura emanated from the Taoist priest!

"Boom!"

The nearby tables and chairs were blown away by this wave of energy, and the members of the Jin family standing on either side of the hall were all knocked to the ground.

"Oh, Master Wu, Master Wu…" Jin DeYuan, the head of the Jin family, looked at the Taoist standing in the middle of the hall, his body enveloped by black qi, his face filled with terror.

He spared no expense to invite Master Wu, hoping he would exorcise the ghosts from the Jin family's home.

Now, Master Wu seems to have been possessed by a sinister spirit and looks more like a ghost!

Especially the ghost mask on Wu Da's face, it's truly terrifying!

"I didn't expect to meet such a powerful vengeful spirit in this small place! Heaven truly helps me! Hahaha…" The Taoist laughed loudly, his voice now altered.

Apart from his original voice, there was also a raspy voice overlaid, which sounded extremely eerie.

Fang Yu looked at Wu Baiyu, his eyes narrowed slightly.

At this moment, the aura emanating from Wu Bai's body was faintly that of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

It is obvious that the soul absorbed into the mask was at least a cultivator of the Nascent Soul stage in life, and it is highly likely that he was a demonic cultivator.

The soul of a Yuan Ying period demon cultivator from over a thousand years ago... quite interesting.

However, Fang Yu was very clear that no matter what kind of magic Wu Baiyu used, he would not be able to bring out the full strength of this vengeful spirit.

"Boy, what's your name" Wu Baiyu looked at Fang Yu, the double pupils on his mask flashed with black light.

Fang Yu looked at him with cold eyes and said, "I killed your people. As for my name, you don't need to know it."

"Even at death's door, you're still so arrogant Just right to test the power of this wronged soul with you!" Wu Bai said in a deep voice.

As they spoke, he let out a low growl and slapped Fang Yu with a palm.

A deafening blast resonated through the air, and a tremendous force slammed into Fang Yu!

Fang Yu's face remained calm, he raised his right palm and held it in front of him.

"Boom!"

A deafening roar shook the entire hall violently!

The chandelier on the ceiling swayed violently, then crashed down!

Beneath him was Li Xiao Mo, his legs trembling, utterly stunned by fear.

Fang Yu raised his foot and kicked at Li Xiaomo who was sitting slumped beside him.

A gentle surge of true qi pushed Li Xiaomo to a safe location in the corner of the hall.

At this moment, Wu Bai uttered a low growl and waved his hand forward.

A dark mist surged towards Fang Yu.

Above the black mist, there were faces, one after another. There were men, women, and even infants. The expressions on these faces were extremely distorted, their eyes filled with resentment, their mouths wide open, revealing sharp fangs. They seemed to want to bite every piece of flesh off Fang Yu's body.

"After absorbing a soul, one can use its spells" Fang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, becoming even more curious about the Xuanming Clan's Soul Borrower Secret Technique.

"May your flesh be devoured by a thousand ghosts!" U Baiyu laughed heartily.

But his laughter didn't last even two seconds before it stopped.

Suddenly, the black mist enveloping Fang Yu began to emit white vapor, accompanied by a series of mournful wails.

The ghostly faces on the black fog all had wide, terrified eyes.

"What's going on" Wu Bai felt a tremor in his heart.

The white vapor rising from the black mist grew more and more, while the howls emanating from those ghostly faces became fewer and fewer.

Soon, the black mist gradually thinned!

Fang Yu stood still, surrounded by a faint reddish aura.

This true qi is like flames, and once it touches the black mist, it will immediately burn up, producing a plume of white smoke until the black mist is completely burned away!

These vengeful spirits cannot touch Fang Yu's true form!

"How is that possible"

Looking at Fang Yu's calm expression, Wu Baiyu felt a twinge of unease in his heart.

"It seems you can only exert about half the original power of a vengeful spirit," Fang Yu said.

Wu Bai turned white with rage, roared, stomped his foot and vanished from where he stood.

"Half my strength is enough to kill you, avenging Clan Ajiu!" Wu Baiyu said, charging towards Fang Yu.

Looking at the white jade in front of him, Fang Yu's lips curled into a sneer. "If you stay far away, you might be able to play for a while longer. But since you came close on your own, you're simply asking for death."

Wu Baiyu looked at Fang Yu's smile, and for some reason, her heart suddenly skipped a beat.

But since it's already rushed to the front, there is no reason to retreat.

He roared, his aura exploding outwards. His right fist pulsed with immense internal energy as he launched a devastating punch towards Fang Yu.

Fang Yu's face was expressionless. He extended his right hand and forcibly blocked Wu Baiyu's punch.

All of Wu Bai's strength was poured into this punch.

When this fist made contact with Fang Yu's right palm, it did not cause any damage.

"Pfft!"

On the contrary, Wu Bai was struck by a powerful surge of true qi, causing him to cough up blood.

Fang Yu grabbed Wu Bai's right fist and twisted it with force!

"Click!"

Wu Bai's wrist shattered directly!

"Ah..."

Wu Bai cried out in pain, while at the same time trying to retaliate against Yu.

But at this time, Fang Yu had already blasted out with his left fist! The target was aimed straight at the ghostly mask on Wu Bai's face!

"Bang!"

After the mask fell off, a ghastly pale face was revealed, along with an expression of utter terror.

In his eyes, this young man was nothing short of a devil!

How could this be so strong

His mask was forged from Nine Heavens Cold Iron and imbued with true energy, creating a protective barrier.

Ke Fangyu merely threw a casual punch, shattering the mask and sending his fifteen years of hard work and effort down the drain.

"You...what exactly..." Wu Baiyu looked at Fang Yu, wanting to continue.

Fāng Yǔ, however, lifted one foot and kicked him in the abdomen.

"Bang"

Wu Bai flew backwards for ten meters, slamming into the wall with a heavy thud. The impact caused cracks to appear on the wall.ce... They destroyed the Ziyan Palace, a first-class sect with a thousand-year inheritance, bringing it to ruin!He is the nightmare of the surviving disciples of Ziyan Palace, and the object of their...