Chapter 128
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The sky had just turned bright.
In a valley 50 kilometers away from the White Miao Village, hundreds of people in Miao attire stood on the mountainside nervously.
The leader was an old lady with a single arm.
There was a skinny young man standing next to her. He was carrying a little girl who was four or five years old.
"Mr. Ye, that's the Black Miao Village!" The old lady stretched her arm and pointed at the village in the valley. Her expression was extremely grim.
As Li Chu and the rest died, the high priest used the fire to challenge Ye Chen. She knew how powerful the high priest was, so she tried to persuade Ye Chen not to come. However, Ye Chen was not moved at all.
She could only bring all the young men in the tribe with him. After all, the high priest would come sooner or later even if Ye Chen did not come. The outcome would be the same. Since that was the case, why not give it her all?
Ye Chen squinted and looked at the Black Miao Village while carrying his daughter. There was a faint black energy lingering in that direction. The black energy lingered.
"There's demonic energy. It seems like it's the Divine Dragon Pond that you mentioned. Let's go. I'd like to meet this high priest!"
Ye Chen smiled calmly and walked into the valley while carrying his daughter. The people followed him immediately.
However, they found it strange that nobody was guarding the Black Miao Village. It was as if they had vanished into thin air.
The old lady reminded, "Mr. Ye, it might be a trap!"
"It doesn't matter if it's a trap or not. I'll break it with a punch!"
Ye Chen looked calm. Since the Black Miao Village's high priest asked him to come, he must be confident in his ability.
The group went deep into the Black Miao Village. They smelled the pungent smell of blood lingering in the air. They headed straight to the temple where the high priest was.
The so-called temple was actually just a stone castle made of piled up stones. However, the stone castle looked like a ferocious beast.
As the crowd stepped into the temple, they saw a very dim space with rows of braziers in the surroundings.
There were all sorts of venomous snakes on the stone stairs that led from the bottom to the top. It was like they were in a sea of snakes when they looked over.
A black silhouette stood at the end of the stone stairs with his back facing everyone.
"The high priest!"
The old lady lost her cool and screamed. The people behind her could not help but jolt and stagger.
Fear flashed through Xiao Ya's pretty face. She moved closer to Ye Chen by instinct.
"Are you Mad Southern Ye?"
An extremely cold voice resounded in the hall.
The silhouette at the end of the stone steps suddenly turned around. The flames in the surrounding braziers burned brightly, illuminating the silhouette's appearance.
It was an old man in his forties or fifties. He had long hair and eyes that were as sharp as an eagle's.
Ye Chen took a step forward and said calmly, "Are you the Black Miao Village's high priest?"
"Mad Southern Ye, we've never interfered with each other's business. Why are you interfering with my Hmong Village's business instead of being the overlord outside?" The High Priest said with a grim expression.
Ye Chen chuckled softly. "No reason. I just don't like you. Since you know who I am, you should kneel and kowtow to accept your death. Perhaps I'll consider leaving your corpse intact!"
"Arrogant!"
The Grand Priest snorted coldly.
"Don't think that you can look down on me just because you're a little famous outside. I'll let you see what I'm capable of right now."
His voice fell.
A white bone flute suddenly appeared in his hand.
As the flute was played, the people felt an unusually cold aura coming at them.
Everyone felt an abnormally cold and gloomy aura rushing towards them. Their minds buzzed incessantly, as if thousands of ghosts were howling, and they could barely stand steadily.
Clouds of black energy gathered above their heads. Shrieking human faces appeared in the black energy.
"T-this is the Summoning Ghost Flute recorded in the ancestral scripture. It can control ten thousand ghosts and even gu with the help of the Ghost God's power."
The old lady's expression changed suddenly. She seemed to have recalled something and subsequently looked at the Grand Priest with fear written all over her face.
"I can't believe that you killed everyone in the Black Miao Village just to refine a Ghost Flute. You're so cruel!"
She finally understood now. No wonder they did not see anyone from the Black Miao Village since they came in. They were all killed by the Grand Priest.
"Hahaha!"
The Grand Priest laughed maniacally as he played the flute, "So what? As the saying goes, a general's success is built on the bones of ten thousand people. This bunch of trash died a worthy death. When I kill you guys, I'll be the only one in the world! "
Pfft!
There were blood stains in the old lady's pores from the flute's sound.
She did not care about her shock and said to Ye Chen immediately, "Mr. Ye, let's go. Let's go. This old devil has the Ghost Flute. He can control ten thousand ghosts and gu. You're no match for him!"
At the same time.
The snakes on the stone steps seemed to have received some order as they swarmed toward Ye Chen and the rest.
Meanwhile, there were all sorts of venomous scorpions and spiders crawling on the stone walls of the hall. They blocked the exit like locusts.
"Oh no, we're all going to die here!"
The old lady fell onto the ground. Despair filled her face as she regretted coming here with Ye Chen.
"What do we do, Ye Chen?" Xiao Ya was terrified.
"You want to compete with the Musical Assassination Tactic with me, huh?"
Ye Chen shook his head in disdain. He took a deep breath in and released it into his dantian.
"Eight Heavenly Dragon's Music!"
A dragon's roar exploded from his mouth. It sounded like ten thousand dragons roaring. It was unrivaled.
Golden dragon shadows that could be seen with the naked eye spread out in all directions with him as the center. Wherever the dragon-shaped shadow passed, the snakes and Gu insects that swept over exploded into blood foam.
In the end, the main hall shook uncontrollably.
The white bone flute in the high priest's hand shattered, and he was sent flying by the sound wave, smashing heavily into the wall.
With a furious roar, the scene vanished into thin air.
Old Lady Xiao, Xiao Ya, and the others stared blankly at the scene before them. They would never forget it for the rest of their lives.
The Summoning Ghost Flute that the high priest had refined by sacrificing his entire clan was destroyed by Ye Chen.
"How is this possible? How is this possible?!"
The High Priest stood up from the ground with disheveled hair and spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was filled with shock. "Who the hell are you?"
"Of course it's the person who killed you!"
Ye Chen shook his head lightly and stepped onto the stone steps.
Step by step, he walked towards the High Priest.
The High Priest gritted his teeth and slammed his palm on the tiger skin throne behind him. A series of clicking sounds could be heard, as if some mechanism had been activated.
Meanwhile.
Arrows shot out of the walls around the main hall all of a sudden. They were shooting at Ye Chen from all directions.
"Ye Chen, get down now!" Xiao Ya screamed.
However, Ye Chen did not stop walking as if he did not see anything.
In the next second …
The smile on the High Priest's face froze.
A series of clanging noises came out when the dense arrows hit Ye Chen. They subsequently fell onto the ground, but he did not turn into a porcupine.
"Daddy, I'm scared …"
Mengmeng stuck to Ye Chen's chest tightly, shaking like a quail.
"Don't be scared, don't be scared. Daddy will protect you."
Ye Chen stretched his arm out and grabbed an arrow that was charging at Mengmeng. Subsequently, he tossed it onto the ground and walked straight to the High Priest.
As he approached, the High Priest completely panicked. He felt a bone-piercing chill coming from his back.
He slammed the tiger skin throne hard, and the stone door that led to the outside behind him opened all of a sudden. He leaped out with a whoosh, and the stone door closed instantly.
"Break it!"
Ye Chen threw a punch, and the heavy stone door shattered with a thud. He chased after the High Priest quickly.
The High Priest walked to a pool on the mountain. He hit his chest hard as soon as he arrived by the pool. A stream of blood essence was spat directly into the pool.
"Master Divine Dragon, please save my life!"
The High Priest knelt by the pool with sincerity and prayed with all five limbs as if he did not see Ye Chen coming after him.
As soon as he was done speaking, the pool before him seemed to be boiling.
A water pillar shot out of the pool all of a sudden as if it was boiling.
A huge black shadow shot out from the pool into the sky.
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