A Good Romance
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The Bell of Ten Thousand Ghosts was really too frightening.
If treasures could be divided into flawless severances and ordinary severances, then the Bell of Ten Thousand Ghosts would be a flawless severance, and one that could sever heaven and earth.
It could definitely sweep aside all elites of the same cultivation level. Otherwise, the Ding Clan would be too foolish to pay such a huge price to refine it.
Thus, the moment the ghost fog appeared, the two great grand ancestors could only retreat, and Ling Han and the Empress also used Lightning Flash, and similarly left the range of the ghost fog.
Malicious spirits howled, rolling about in the black fog. Those ghostly cries had a considerable effect on Ling Han and the others, causing them to bleed from their orifices like malicious spirits.
What a frightening treasure!
The only one that was not affected was Ding Yaolong. He was the controller of the treasure, so he was naturally immune. As for the large black dog, because he had really run too far away, he was not affected.
Ling Han's physique was strong, and his spirit had also been tempered by the Indestructible Heaven's Scroll. Though he bled from his orifices, he could still hold on. The Empress had nine doppelgangers, and in this half a year, she had already refined the few doppelgangers that had been destroyed. The attack that she suffered was shared by 10 doppelgangers, so she could still hold on.
After all, this was only a portion of the might of the Bell of Ten Thousand Ghosts.
The two great grand ancestors Duan and Long could still hold on. Their cultivation level was obvious, and it was too difficult to wound them with just a sound wave attack.
Thus, though the four of them were in a very sorry state, they could completely hold on.
"To capture the bandits, first capture the ringleader!" the two great grand ancestors Duan and Long exclaimed softly, and charged towards Ding Yaolong. They could not continue to passively take a beating like this.
But Ding Yaolong did not make a move at all, and merely summoned the black fog over, entangling it around his body. In this way, if the two great grand ancestors Duan Long and Long forcefully attacked, they would be trapped by the black fog, and that would definitely be a heavy loss.
"Two old geezers, I had originally planned to kill you two after a few hundred million years, but since the secret of the Bell of Ten Thousand Ghosts has been exposed today, I might as well take this chance to kill you all," Ding Yaolong said coldly.
The Duan Clan and the Long Clan's Grand Ancestors both secretly exclaimed in their hearts that they were lucky. They had never thought that the Ding Clan would actually refine such a malicious Precious Tool, and the key point was that they had actually managed to refine it.
It had to be known that if one tried to forge such an evil weapon, the heavens and earth would punish them by force. However, it seemed like there was a mysterious power suppressing the evil of the Bell of Ten Thousand Ghosts.
It was just a tiny bit away from meeting the requirements to form a Heavenly Punishment. As a result, although the thunderclouds had formed, no Heavenly Punishment had descended.
If he was caught off guard by Ding Yaolong's Bell of Ten Thousand Ghosts, he would definitely be finished.
Thankfully, they knew now. Now that they knew, things would be easier. After all, this was only a Pseudo-Celestial Tool equivalent to a fourth severance.
Ding Yaolong was battling two great fourth severance grand elders by himself, yet not only was he suppressing them to the point where they could only flee in panic, but he was also free to attack Ling Han and the Empress. The person he wanted to kill the most was still Ling Han.
If they allowed Ling Han to escape this time, then the Ding Clan would definitely be finished.
This brat had to die!
Ling Han and the Empress continued to channel Lightning Flash. After advancing into the Severing Mundane Tier, both their power and Regulations had increased innumerable times. Thus, they would not be exhausted after using Lightning Flash a few times.
He did not retreat because Ling Han wanted to know exactly how powerful this evil weapon was, which would decide when he would charge back.
When he came to the Ding Clan again, he definitely would not flee again. Instead, he would completely destroy the Ding Clan.
"Grand Ancestor!" Right at this moment, they heard a roar that was filled with fury.
Ding Song.
He had previously gone to the Han Clan, and had just run back. The first thing he saw was that the ancestral shrine had been destroyed again, so he was naturally furious to the extreme. He immediately went to Ling Han, his eyes narrowing. His instincts told him that all of this was caused by Ling Han.
He had really not guessed wrong.
"This person is Ling Han …" There was another person by Ding Song's side. He was dressed in black, and there were patterns on his clothes that looked like spiders, causing one to unconsciously feel disgusted.
This was a man, and he looked to be about 40 years old. There was actually a pattern on his face that extended all the way to his neck, and there was probably one on his chest as well, though it was not there yet.
He took a second look at the Empress's face, and couldn't help but reveal an incredibly stunned expression. Even his gaze changed intensely.
"In reply to Milord, that despicable brat is Ling Han," Ding Song hurriedly answered respectfully.
This man in black was called Han Hongfei, and he was a Yang Soul ancestor of the Han Clan.
Dividing Soul Tier was divided into four levels: Heaven, Earth, Yin, and Yang. Though Yang Soul was the first level, from the Severing Mundane Tier to the Dividing Soul Tier, this step was as great as from the Genesis Tier to the Severing Mundane Tier. No matter how prodigious one was, it was impossible to make up for this gap.
Han Hongfei reluctantly withdrew his gaze from the Empress's face, then turned to Ling Han, and calmly said, "You can kill yourself. And this little girl, come here."
He was completely issuing an order.
This was natural. He was a Yang Soul elite, and who here could be a match for him?
"Milord, this is Dark Moon City!" the grand elder of the Duan Clan couldn't help but say.
Above Dark Moon City was the Black Moon Sect, and above the Black Moon Sect was the Fu Clan. No matter what, it was not the Han Clan's turn to strut around here.
"Are you threatening me?" Han Hongfei swept a cold glance over the grand elder of the Duan Clan, his Yang Soul level aura rippling out, as if the heavens were collapsing.
The grand elder of the Duan Clan immediately spat out blood. The gap in cultivation level was too great. He could not even withstand a single look or aura from the other party.
The grand elder of the Long Clan clenched his fists, but dared not speak out in anger. Facing the Bell of Ten Thousand Ghosts, he could still parry and dodge, but against a Yang Soul elite, he would die with a wave of his hand.
"Milord, this junior cannot take down this brat. Please, Milord, make a move!" Ding Yaolong put away the Bell of Ten Thousand Ghosts. Since someone from the Han Clan had come, and it was a Yang Soul elite at that, then Ling Han was definitely dead. There was no need for him to make a move.
Han Hongfei acted as if he had not heard him. What need was there for him to pay attention to a mere fourth severance? Without entering the Dividing Soul Tier, fourth severance was trash. He then glanced at Ling Han and the Empress, and showed an expression of impatience. "What are you still standing around for?"
"Old ignorant man, has your head been kicked by a donkey?" Ling Han couldn't help but curse. "If you want to die, then go die by yourself. F * ck off!"
'F * ck off!'
Han Hongfei couldn't help but be startled, and then was enraged. A first severance junior actually dared point at his nose and curse him! He humphed, and immediately stretched out a hand to grab at Ling Han.
Boom, his Origin Power was vast. This was an attack from a Dividing Soul Tier, so how could it be something that a Severing Mundane Tier could compare to? Even a fourth severance would only be left in the dust.
"Old ignorant man, you are causing trouble for the Han Clan. I will come to the Han Clan to settle the score with you sooner or later!" Ling Han tossed out these words, grabbed the Empress, and entered into the Black Tower. "Super Invincible Escape."
Xiu, the two of them immediately disappeared.
Hong, long, long. Han Hongfei's palm strike landed, but completely missed, and the ancestral shrine of the Ding Clan that had originally only been half-destroyed completely crumbled with this strike.
This was a Dividing Soul Tier elite!
A muscle twitched in Ding Yaolong's cheek. He felt as if his ancestors were going to crawl out of their graves to find him again.
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