Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique-Chapter 389 - 41 Evil Spirit

The situation was critical, and Lin Feng clearly remembered how those people had died, which was exactly the same as what he was experiencing now.

Lin Feng looked around with a grave expression; he needed to stay calm. This time the Demon Wall intended to devour him, and if he couldn’t resist, there would be only death.

"Chaos Ancient Lamp."

Lin Feng let out a low shout, summoning his life-bound magical treasure. The Chaos Ancient Lamp hovered above him, casting down strands of Chaos Qi to protect him.

"Clang." Suddenly, an unknown force collided with the Chaos Qi, trying to break through it.

"What is it?"

Lin Feng let out a low shout, gazing intently at his surroundings, but he didn’t see anything other than the swirling black mist.

Clang! Clang!

Yet, that invisible force was still relentlessly assaulting the Chaos Qi.

Lin Feng’s eyes were dark, concealing a terrifying and eerie presence.

Rattle rattle...

Suddenly, the sound of chains clinking echoed out.

This changed Lin Feng’s expression dramatically, as if something was standing close by, but he couldn’t see it.

Creak! Creak!

Next, a sound akin to the chewing of food followed.

It was as if some terrifying entity was hidden within the black mist, chewing on corpses.

Clang! Clang!

And the unknown force continued to assault the Chaos Qi emitted from Lin Feng’s Chaos Ancient Lamp.

The defense system constructed from the Chaos Qi was slowly being dismantled.

It wouldn’t be long before the defense system made from Chaos Qi was inevitably broken.

But Lin Feng had yet to find a way to counter the Demon Wall.

Rattle rattle! The sound of chain collisions rang in his ears, like the Netherworld’s Soul Hooking Envoy had arrived, giving Lin Feng a chilling sensation, and that creaking, corpse-chewing sound made him feel frigid all over.

Crack! Crack!

Finally, after resisting for a long time, the defense system formed from the Chaos Qi couldn’t hold on any longer, and dense cracks began to appear, causing Lin Feng’s face to turn ugly—he was in no small amount of trouble.

15 minutes later, the defense of the Chaos Ancient Lamp shattered, and an endless frigid presence swept over, enveloping Lin Feng.

Lin Feng’s body stiffened.

"Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique!"

Lin Feng clenched his teeth; he refused to die a grisly death here like those cultivators. He started circulating the Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique, hoping to resolve the unfavorable situation before him.

He felt much better.

But suddenly, an icy presence enveloped him from behind, as if a terrifying entity had appeared right behind him. Lin Feng wanted to turn and see exactly what it was, but he failed.

His body was completely paralyzed, as if it had been fixed in place.

And that ghastly presence was about to devour Lin Feng.

"Hum."

Suddenly, the Demon Bead in his Dantian emitted an astonishing fluctuation, instantly dispersing the suffocating frigid presence around him.

Boom...

Then, the four walls of the Demon Wall directly crumbled, and Lin Feng found himself in the maze.

"I made it out."

He took a deep breath; that had been truly perilous. At the critical moment, it was the Demon Bead that played a vital role, destroying the Demon Wall.

And at that moment, the oscillation of the Demon Bead had not yet subsided.

"Xuan... Ming... Demon... Book..."

Suddenly, a thought emanated from within the Demon Bead.

While the Demon Pearl was absorbing the Fire Qilin’s Divine Power, Lin Feng knew that the pearl seemed to possess an "Artifact Spirit," and an exceptionally powerful one at that.

Perhaps it was because of the existence of this "Artifact Spirit" that he was unable to truly control the Demon Pearl.

Now, the Demon Pearl was once again transmitting thoughts, which clearly meant its recovery wasn’t to help Lin Feng.

The revival of the Demon Pearl appeared to be due to it sensing the aura of the "Xuanming Demon Book."

"Xuanming Demon Book? What the hell is that?"

Lin Feng was puzzled, as he had never heard of such a thing called the Xuanming Demon Pearl.

If the Fire Qilin had been by his side, he could have asked it, but the Fire Qilin was not present.

The aura of the Demon Pearl vaguely pointed towards a deep location.

"Whatever is causing fluctuations in the Demon Pearl must be anything but ordinary," Lin Feng muttered to himself.

He swiftly moved towards the depths, where the Xuanming Demon Book might be hidden.

Finally, Lin Feng emerged from the maze-like passages to see many layers of temples before him; successive cultivators burst out from the maze-like place, all shocked as they looked towards the depths.

In the depths, layers upon layers of temples, it was uncertain how many layers there were; these temples were hundreds of meters tall, magnificent, and imposing.

"Who built these? Were they constructed to bury a Divine Spirit?"

Someone murmured in shock.

This was truly a grand undertaking; this place could perhaps be called an underground Ancient Tomb, yet it was tremendously impressive.

"Let’s go, let’s take a look inside the temples."

Many people gathered together, approximately over two hundred, and they rushed towards a temple.

Lin Feng spotted the Wuliang Taoist, who had also descended.

They pushed open the temple doors and entered, a musty scent wafted out from within, as it had been too long since anyone had been here. The place exuded a cold and terrifying atmosphere that was deeply unsettling.

"Quick, look..."

Someone pointed towards the depths where there were statues with screens of light appearing above them.

Within those screens, the figures of cultivators emerged, each evolving different techniques.

"It’s the inheritance of Ancient Divine Abilities! Brands have actually appeared; those Ancient Divine Abilities must be concealed within the statues."

Many cried out in amazement, rushing forward to break open the statues and obtain the "Ancient Inheritance" within.

But at this moment, series of chilling eyes gazed down from above the great hall towards the cultivators below.

Then, a succession of figures rapidly descended.

They were shrouded in black mist, cloaked in black robes, revealing only their ghastly green eyes and sharp claws.

Thud! Thud!

The chests of one after another cultivator were pierced by the creatures that pounced down.

Screams echoed one after another.

In an instant, over a dozen people were killed.

"What kind of ghostly thing is this?" Many cried out in horror, some brandished magical treasures to strike, while others unleashed secret techniques to bomb those enveloped in black mist.

However, a spine-chilling scene unfolded: neither magical treasures nor secret techniques could inflict any harm on those eerie beings.

Thud! Thud!

Instead, one after another cultivator was slain, and in the blink of an eye, over twenty more people were killed, as the malevolent beings wrapped in black mist swiftly pounced towards the crowd.

Everyone frantically launched attacks against them, but no matter what kind of attack, they were unable to harm them.

"Get out of here, these are Evil Spirits, formed from the Evil Thoughts of powerful beings after death, they can’t be killed."

An elder shouted in a deep tone.

Everyone retreated in disarray towards the outside, but the Evil Spirits had already pounced upon them, continuously slaying cultivators. These Evil Spirits were simply unstoppable, and even the elder who warned the others was stabbed through the heart by the sharp claws of an Evil Spirit. Out of several hundred cultivators, in a mere instant, half were dead, leaving the remaining cultivators terrified out of their wits.

"Shriek, shriek, shriek, shriek." A sinister voice came through, as one of the Evil Spirits locked onto Lin Feng, its sharp claws swiping at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng’s expression turned grave; he summoned the Heavenly Fire, hoping to extinguish the Evil Spirits with it, but to his horror, glyphs entwined around the bodies of the Evil Spirits. Those twisted black glyphs actually withstood the attack of the Heavenly Fire. These Evil Spirits must have been earth-shatteringly powerful individuals in life, otherwise, they wouldn’t be so formidable after death. The Evil Spirit’s sharp claws swiped instantly, aiming to pierce Lin Feng’s chest.