Immortal Reincarnation Tribulation

Chapter 86 The Tragic Du Fan

"What are you two waiting for? Quickly join me in breaking through this treasure!" The gray-robed man noticed the strange behavior of Gui Li and the other man, and his face immediately darkened as he spoke sternly.

"Rest assured, Fellow Daoist Zhou, we will do our best." Upon hearing this, Gui Li sighed, threw the ghost staff in his hand into the air, and at the same time made hand seals and chanted incantations, quickly casting several spells into the ghost staff in the air.

The ghost staff immediately emitted countless blinding white rays, and with a series of crackling sounds, it transformed into a complete skeleton, wielding weapons made of bone in both hands, with barbs growing on its legs. It stood ten zhang tall, its entire body as white as jade, gleaming with a sinister white light under the sunlight, appearing ferocious and eerie.

Without saying a word, another middle-aged man in black robes waved his hands, and a giant phantom hand appeared in front of him. It was as black as ink and was seven or eight feet in size, emanating a sinister and terrifying aura.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man in the gray robe relaxed slightly. He flicked his jade staff, which spun in the air and transformed into a huge stone pillar tens of feet long. With a fierce swing, it crashed down on the wall of the Epang Palace along with the skeleton and the giant hand beside him.

"boom……"

A deafening, earth-shattering roar suddenly erupted, causing all the more than one hundred mountain peaks where Kongsang Gate was located to tremble. The earth rumbled, the sky shook, and the sound spread in all directions.

The thousand-foot-tall city wall that the Epang Wall had transformed into trembled violently at this moment. Ripples appeared on its dark green surface, swirling wildly and intertwining. As the light flickered, it began to dim. The thickness of the city wall also shrank by nearly one-third.

The colossal stone pillar, the ten-foot-tall skull, and the giant black hand were all deflected by the Epang wall after the attack, but they did not collapse.

The gray-robed man was overjoyed at the sight and was about to launch another attack without saying a word.

The cultivators of the Kongsang Sect, who were surrounded by the city walls, all felt a buzzing in their minds. Those with weaker cultivation levels coughed up blood, lost their balance, and collapsed to the ground.

Jin Guang's eyes showed horror and anxiety, as there were still seven breaths before the magic array would be activated.

Xu Muchun spat out another mouthful of blood. His face, which had been rosy from using the secret technique, turned pale again, and his exposed skin was withering and aging at a visible rate.

Even his two fingers had lost their flesh and blood, revealing stark white bones. His eyes dimmed and gradually lost their spirit as the light from the city wall faded.

However, he then saw Ye Feng and Du Fan outside the city wall. They were still ten zhang away from the city wall. If he could not hold on at this moment, the Epang Wall would collapse immediately. In that case, Ye Feng and Du Fan would have no chance of escaping into the magic formation.

Thinking that the two were the future hope of the Kongsang Sect, Xu Muchun felt his heart bleed and was filled with extreme grief and indignation. In despair, he bit his tongue hard, and a large piece of his tongue was immediately bitten off. He opened his mouth and spat out a clump of flesh and blood.

Under the intense pain, his previously scattered mind immediately roused, and his eyes instantly burst forth with an unprecedented light and madness. He clenched his fists and punched himself hard, creating seven or eight bloody holes, from which a large amount of blood gushed out.

In an instant, he was covered in blood.

Xu Muchun opened his mouth and let out a deafening roar. His eyes flashed with blood-red light, and his figure blurred as he rushed into the light barrier formed by the Epang Wall, becoming the energy needed to maintain the use of this treasure.

The walls of the Epang Palace frantically absorbed the blood gushing from the blood-soaked figures inside, draining Xu Muchun dry in an instant. Not even his flesh and bones remained; he vanished without a trace.

After swallowing Xu Muchun, the Afang Wall emitted a deep hum and burst out with intense light, its momentum rising again, even stronger than before.

"Brother Xu!"

"Elder Xu..."

Upon seeing this, the disciples inside and outside the walls of the Epang Palace were overcome with grief, their eyes turned red, their bodies trembled, and they were filled with sorrow.

Jin Guang's face turned deathly pale instantly, tears of blood streamed from his eyes, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked, and an extremely intense hatred surged from the depths of his heart, spreading throughout his body.

Ye Feng, less than ten feet from the city wall, had bloodshot eyes and a sorrowful expression. His mind was buzzing with determination. He sped up and rushed toward the magic array. Only by escaping alive could he hope to avenge Elder Xu in the future.

Du Fan also witnessed the scene just now, and a surge of rage arose in his heart towards the Burial Ghost Sect. Given his status and level, he naturally could not know about the Illusion Cloud Sect.

"Damn it!" The gray-robed man was furious at the sight and cursed loudly. Given the current situation, it was probably impossible to break this treasure in a short time. The Illusion Cloud Sect had paid a heavy price for this matter, but in the end, it still could not completely annihilate the Kongsang Sect.

Upon returning to the sect, his contributions would naturally be greatly diminished, and it was even very likely that he would displease the patriarch. Thinking of this, he immediately became furious.

The two elders of the Ghost Burial Gate, Gui Li and Gui Li, did not make another move. They fell silent with complicated expressions and sighed inwardly.

"You still dare to dream of escaping!" The gray-robed man, having no other choice, immediately turned his anger on the nearly one hundred Kongsang Sect disciples below.

These disciples were rushing towards the magic formation with all their might, and every moment several people would pass through the walls of the Epang Palace and enter the magic formation.

The gray-robed man's face was gloomy. With a wave of his hand, the huge stone pillar in the air swept downwards.

Amidst the howling wind, a cloud of blood mist instantly billowed up, and more than twenty disciples of the Kongsang Sect died from the physical collapse of their bodies in this attack, including several disciples of the Zanggui Sect who were also swept into it.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, what is the meaning of this?"

Upon seeing this, Gui Li's face darkened, and he suddenly looked at the gray-robed man, coldly demanding an answer.

The disciples of the Burial Ghost Sect below were horrified upon seeing this. They looked up at the sky in disbelief, hesitated for a moment, and then retreated, separating themselves from the cultivators of the Kongsang Sect.

The gray-robed man did not reply. His eyes revealed cruelty as he swung his hand continuously, and with each attack, he had already killed most of the cultivators below.

Xue Yizhi, He Xue, and the others had already stepped into the magic array a few breaths ago. Looking at the scene outside, they immediately showed anger, but in their anger, they also felt a sense of powerlessness. Their eyes were bloodshot, and their bodies trembled involuntarily.

The core disciple, who possessed three spiritual roots, flashed through the Epang wall and stepped into the magic array.

The moment Qin Xiaoran passed through the Epang wall, she didn't step into the magic circle. Instead, she turned around abruptly and looked at Ye Feng with worry. Her pale face was full of anxiety.

Pulled by Ye Feng and Guan Jing, Du Fan arrived at the wall of the Epang Palace and disappeared into it in a flash.

"Ye Feng!"

Just then, the gray-robed man saw Ye Feng stepping into the Epang Palace. His pupils contracted and his eyes suddenly lit up.

This once-in-a-century cultivation genius was handpicked by the patriarch. If he were captured, his contribution in this battle would still be paramount, and the fact that the Kongsang Sect was not completely annihilated would become less important.

His mind raced, and he was overjoyed. But when he saw Ye Feng's figure disappear into the light curtain of the city wall, he was extremely anxious.

Without further hesitation, he suddenly raised his arm, hooked his five fingers, and pulled back sharply. Instantly, an astonishing suction force surged out from the void and spread rapidly forward.

This astonishing suction force instantly affected Ye Feng inside the city wall. Even Du Fan and Guan Jing beside him were affected by this strange power, and the three of them froze for a moment.

This sudden force naturally startled Ye Feng and the other two, who all subconsciously urged their internal magic power to resist the sudden suction.

As the three of them entered the city wall, Du Fan's arms were released by the two of them. At this moment, although he was also activating the magic power in his body, how could he, with his cultivation at the first level of Qi Refining, possibly resist the full force of a Golden Core cultivator?

Even the last bit of strength isn't enough!

Although the Epang Wall had absorbed most of the gray-robed man's attack, and what he was enduring was only the residual force that had been applied to Ye Feng, he was still instantly pulled out of the Epang Wall by this force and exposed to the outside again.

Ye Feng, relying on his powerful magic and the weakening effect of the Epang Wall, managed to stabilize himself and avoid being sucked out by that force.

Although Guan Jing's magical power was not as profound as Ye Feng's, she was only bearing the residual force, and her own cultivation was not weak either, so she was able to stand firmly and was not pulled out.

"Ah... I'm so angry!" The gray-robed man let out a thunderous roar, his voice filled with boundless rage, his hair disheveled, and his eyes bloodshot.

His face was extremely pale at this moment. He didn't even glance at Du Fan on the ground. His eyes were fixed on Ye Feng, who had stood firmly inside the city wall. A strong anger filled his whole body.

Seeing the big fish that was about to be caught slip away from his hands, he couldn't accept it. He was so angry that the veins on his forehead bulged. In his anger, he felt a sweet taste in his throat and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Brother Du!"

"Junior brother!"

After Ye Feng and his companion regained their footing, their expressions changed drastically. They turned around and saw Du Fan lying outside the city wall, about three zhang away from them.

Normally, a distance of three zhang would be nothing to them, and they could reach it in less than a breath. However, at this moment, it had become an insurmountable chasm.

Guan Jinghua paled, but her eyes immediately lit up with determination, and she was about to rush out of the city wall.

But at that moment, a large hand gripped her shoulder, and a tremendous force surged forth. Her body went limp, her vision went black, and she fainted.

Ye Feng threw Guan Jingjiao's body backward, and she landed in the magic array.

Kong Qing, inside the magic array, caught the unconscious Guan Jing with a swift movement and held her in his arms.

"Feng'er, come back!" Elder Jin Guang was extremely anxious when he saw Ye Feng about to rush out, and shouted sternly.

He could see that Du Fan was beyond saving. If Ye Feng went out now, not only would he fail to save Du Fan, but Ye Feng himself would also be left behind.

After all, there were three Golden Core experts eyeing him from the outside, and the teleportation array only had three breaths left to open. Unfortunately, he was controlling the array and had no time to spare, so he was extremely anxious.