Chapter 618

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Chapter 618: Unleashing Power

With Dao Tianyou’s pointing finger, several Tao Marks flew out from his fingertips and entered into the Hidden Peak, causing the entire Hidden Peak to shake violently.

Feeling the shaking beneath him, Jiang Yun’s eyes widened suddenly.

He remembered the faint scent he had felt twice, and remembered Third Martial Brother’s dying words about the need for someone to guard Hidden Peak, although he hadn’t had time to tell the reason to himself!

Could the greatest heritage within the Seeking-Tao Sect be this Hidden Peak?

At the same time, the endless black mist had already spread to the Seeking-Tao Sect.

However, it didn’t continue to spread within the Seeking-Tao Sect, but stopped, just surrounding the entire Seeking-Tao Sect.

Rain falling from the sky touching the black mist would make it dissipate instantly, creating a separation between the Seeking-Tao Sect and the outside world.

This made the Seeking-Tao Sect seem like a prison, as disciples who wanted to escape would have to pass through the endless black mist.

Clearly, Ghostly Samsara Hell was determined to wipe out everyone in the Seeking-Tao Sect.

The eerie cries and howls emanating from the black mist, especially the strong smell of death, made all the disciples of the Seeking-Tao Sect pale and their hearts race.

Brother Hei, Xia Zhongxing, and others also appeared in the sky, unaffected by the deathly aura, but their expressions were serious.

Inside the Mountain-Sea World, Ghostly Samsara Hell may not be the strongest, but they are definitely the most mysterious and troublesome sect.

Most cultivators, even the leaders of other major sects, are not very clear about Ghostly Samsara Hell.

Even Gu Bulao had once scolded Xuanyuan Xing, showing some fear towards Ghostly Samsara Hell, despite his strength.

The reason why Gu Bulao feared them was because he knew that the Hell Master of Ghostly Samsara Hell actually came from the Death Realm’s real ghost clan!

This fear did not stem from a difference in strength, but from the unknown!

There is a permanent separation between the living and the dead realms!

Living beings in the living realm, no matter how powerful, can only truly understand the Death Realm and the ghost clan if they have died.

"Seeking-Tao Sect, hand over Jiang Yun, submit to Samsara Hell, or today will be the day your sect is destroyed!"

A spooky voice suddenly came from the dark mist that filled the sky.

The loud sound was like thunder, terrifying and shaking the whole Seeking-Tao Sect, making many disciples’ ears bleed.

"Fight!"

Lan Huazhao’s eyes glinted coldly and he exhales loudly!

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

As Lan Huazhao’s voice fell, all Seeking-Tao Sect disciples responded in unison, shouting the word ‘fight’ from their mouths, echoing through the heavens and earth.

Even though Jiang Yun had not made a statement yet, all the disciples already knew that Ghostly Samsara Hell was to blame for Xuanyuan Xing’s death, and there was a deep-seated enmity between Jiang Yun and Ghostly Samsara Hell.

Moreover, Jiang Yun was now the sect master of Seeking-Tao Sect, giving up his position as the sect master was impossible!

Jiang Yun stared coldly at the black mist, while Hidden Peak continued to tremble.

Even though Jiang Yun still didn’t know the deepest secrets of the Seeking-Tao Sect, he knew that Dao Tianyou would need more time.

So, he wasn’t in a hurry to start a full-on war. Instead, he wanted to see what kind of forces Ghostly Samsara Hell had gathered to feel confident in defeating the Seeking-Tao Sect.

"Hehehe!"

In response to the Seeking-Tao Sect, a creepy laughter emerged from the black mist, "It seems that with the Palm of Asking Dao, you believe that the Seeking-Tao Sect is invincible!"

"Very well, today you will witness the true power of my Ghostly Samsara Hell!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the black mist began to churn violently.

Within this turbulence, the dense black mist gradually thinned out, revealing what was inside.

The first thing that caught everyone’s eyes was a huge yellow river flowing around the perimeter of the black mist.

This river was not unfamiliar to everyone.

Because they had seen Jiang Yun showcase it before, naturally, this is the Yellow Spring that exists in the Death Realm!

Above the Yellow Spring, countless white bones floating suddenly seemed to come alive, eagerly gathering together.

In an instant, they unexpectedly formed numerous human-shaped white bones.

Among them, nine were even as tall as dozens of yards, holding various weapons made of white bones.

Just these nine white bones emitted a huge pressure, making many disciples of the Seeking-Tao Sect feel slightly breathless.

Beyond the Yellow Spring, as the black mist thinned, numerous disciples of the Ghostly Samsara Hell with black ghost face masks appeared densely.

Looking around, there were at least tens of thousands of people, each sitting cross-legged, forming a large circle, with a swirling ghostly aura above their heads.

This scene was not unfamiliar to the crowd!

As long as someone gives the order, the ghostly aura above the heads of these Samsara Hell disciples will condense into a Ghost Gate, summoning creatures from the Death Realm.

Inside the circle formed by the disciples of Samsara Hell, there are twelve people wearing white ghost face masks, also forming a circle, each holding a white bell in their hands.

The aura emanating from them is at least at the Sky Reaching Realm, with two of them reaching the Tao Spiritual Realm.

Whether it’s human bones, tens of thousands of Samsara Hell disciples, or these twelve people with white masks.

Although their appearance indeed made everyone from the Seeking-Tao Sect feel immense pressure, all eyes were firmly fixed on the center of the circle formed by the twelve people.

There, a huge black coffin is floating! It is three yards long.

On top of the coffin, there are numerous black chains intertwined.

However, despite that, the coffin lid is not tightly closed, revealing a gap from which black mist is emanating.

It seems that this overwhelming black fog all originates from the coffin.

Seeing this coffin, Jiang Yun’s face also showed a serious expression.

Because he just felt a scary feeling that was hard for him to bear, which came from the coffin.

"Could it be that the Samsara Hell Master is inside the coffin?"

This thought made Jiang Yun feel a bit uneasy in his heart.

Because he knew that the Samsara Hell Master, like the Spirit of the Boundary Sea and the One Hundred Thousand Mang Mountains, was a very powerful being who wanted to take over the heavens.

Even if he used the Art of Sacrificing to the Heavens, he would definitely not be a match for him!

It was clear that, to deal with the Seeking-Tao Sect, Samsara Hell had really shown all its strength this time, and the power they displayed was indeed very intimidating.

Right now, they intentionally showed all their strength to intimidate the disciples of the Seeking-Tao Sect and weaken their morale.

Although Jiang Yun didn’t pay much attention to the power displayed by Ghostly Samsara Hell before, he was quite fearful of that coffin.

At this point, Jiang Yun could only hope that Dao Tianyou would soon summon the strongest heritage of the Seeking-Tao Sect and not let him down.

In the dark mist, a spooky voice said, "Seeking-Tao Sect, I’ll ask you one last time, will you surrender?"

The disciples of the Seeking-Tao Sect were both amazed and scared by the true power revealed by the Ghostly Samsara Hell, but they were not very afraid.

If need be, we’ll sacrifice ourselves for the sect!

Therefore, the response of the crowd was still only one word – "fight!"

A touch of anger was added to the spooky voice, "A group of fools, since that’s the case, then let’s battle!"