"Boom!"
A vast surge of scorching, pale-golden astral qi swept out around Gu Chenfeng.
"Sizzle, sizzle...!"
The billowing black qi sweeping toward him from every direction hissed as though scalded with hot oil, melting into rolling blue smoke beneath his astral qi.
Nine ghost heads lurked within the black qi, secretly drawing close to launch a simultaneous attack on Gu Chenfeng.
Gu Chenfeng's powerful divine sense instantly locked onto them, and the Profound Ice Battle Axe in his hands swept out, empowered by that vast astral qi.
"Bang, bang, bang...!"
The battle axe blasted all nine ghost heads apart almost simultaneously.
"Aaah...!"
Amid a chorus of shrill screams, the nine ghost heads exploded, never to reform.
Instead, they turned into nine jet-black spherical beads that flew backward into the Soul-Eroding Banner in Ye Beixuan's hands.
"Hmm...?"
Ye Beixuan's gaze sharpened, surprise showing on his face.
"Such astonishing blood qi power! You practice internal and external cultivation!"
The long banner in Ye Beixuan's hands was a mystic treasure of exceptional quality.
Refined using a vast number of living souls, it contained powerful Yin Baleful Qi capable of corroding a warrior's flesh and primordial spirit.
However, powerful yang qi and blood qi power were precisely the bane of such baleful power.
Seeing Gu Chenfeng tear through the tide of Yin Baleful Qi and cleave apart the nine ghost heads, Si Mingwei also showed a trace of delighted surprise.
Having landed his blow, Gu Chenfeng did not hesitate in the slightest.
Astral qi surged around him as his battle axe whirled, and he advanced against the rolling black mist, breaking through its waves as he charged back toward Ye Beixuan.
Ye Beixuan snorted coldly at the sight. He swung the Soul-Eroding Banner faster, stirring up an even fiercer sea of flames and Yin