Chapter 1370: The Demon Witch Cult’s Garden

Although Alicia was mentally prepared, she was still an ordinary person, trembling with fear in the face of such a terrifying scene.

"Ye, I'm scared…"

Ye Bufan patted her hand: "It's okay, it's just a bluff, nothing to worry about."

"Nothing to worry about?" Pereira let out another burst of triumphant laughter, "Then you don't know the power of my Thousand Soul Exterminating God Formation. Even the Cardinal of the Divine Court once died under our great Formation, let alone a Chinese boy like you."

"Old monster, what's there to be proud of? Watch me break your Formation right now."

Xie Changsi shouted, and then lightning flashed, a bolt of thunder as thick as an adult's thigh appeared in mid-air.

Generally speaking, thunder can overcome evil, and the power of thunder can restrain all evil spells.

But this time, it was beyond his expectation. Although the appearance of the thunder reduced some black mist, the Yin souls and killing Qi in this Thousand Soul Exterminating God Formation were too dense, far from what a single bolt of thunder could contend with.

In fact, the principle is very simple, just like water can overcome fire, but there must be enough water. If the quantity is too small and the fire is too strong, it will eventually turn into a ball of steam, having little effect.

This was the situation at hand. Although Xie Changsi struck more than a dozen bolts of thunder consecutively, they were all swallowed by the darkness, unable to cause any ripples.

Pereira burst into wild laughter: "Hahahahaha, did you see that? Just accept your fate, no one can survive once they fall into my great Formation."

Now Xie Changsi was also a little nervous, and he whispered: "Dragon King, what should we do?"

There were countless Yin souls surrounding them. If there were only one or two, they would pose no threat to them, but there were simply too many Yin souls. If they swarmed forward, even a Great Luo Immortal would be unable to resist.

After all, too many ants can bite an elephant to death, and these Yin souls were extremely vicious, completely incomparable to ordinary ants.

Pereira saw that Ye Bufan wasn't speaking, and thinking he was scared, he shouted triumphantly: "Boy, weren't you very arrogant just now? Didn't you say my Formation was nothing? Why are you a coward now? Go ahead and use whatever means you have!"

"Alright, then I'll show you my means."

Ye Bufan finished speaking and extended a hand, a small black bottle appeared in his palm.

Pereira had completely misjudged him. The reason he hadn't spoken just now wasn't out of fear, but immense excitement.

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Such dense Yin-Sha Qi was not a threat to him, but a treasure.

"Ye Bufan, have you gone crazy? Do you really think you can break my great Formation with a broken bottle?"

Pereira had never seen the Demon Refining Bottle and didn't know its power. He was still incredibly arrogant and triumphant at this moment.

"Break!"

Ye Bufan ignored his arrogance and, after a loud shout, the Demon Refining Bottle flew into mid-air. An invisible suction force emanated from the bottle's mouth, enveloping the entire Ghost Witch Sect's main altar.

At this instant, the world changed color. The surrounding Yin-Sha Qi, as if pulled by a powerful force, surged towards the Demon Refining Bottle like all rivers flowing into the sea.

Those Yin souls sensed something was wrong and howled, wanting to escape, but it was too late. Under the great Divine Artifact, the Demon Refining Bottle, no Yin soul could escape.

In almost a single breath, all the Yin-Sha Qi and Yin souls in the entire Thousand Soul Exterminating Demon Formation were completely absorbed by the Demon Refining Bottle, and the silver moonlight once again illuminated the earth.

"I…"

Pereira was so frightened his face turned ashen, filled with terror.

He never imagined that this small bottle would have such great power, becoming the bane of the Thousand Soul Exterminating God Formation.

At this moment, he finally understood why Ye Bufan was able to find the location of their main altar and how he broke the previous black mist: it was all thanks to this small bottle.

Ye Bufan reached out and retrieved the Demon Refining Bottle. Inside the bottle, a pill the size of a ping-pong ball had condensed. It looked ordinary, but it contained endless energy.

He nodded with satisfaction. The Ghost Witch Sect's protective Formation was truly extraordinary; the pill refined this time was thousands of times more powerful than the previous ones.

Meanwhile, deafening roars echoed from all around.

With the Thousand Soul Exterminating God Formation broken, and tens of thousands of Yin souls and Yin-Sha Qi completely devoured, the ground of the entire Ghost Witch Sect's main altar shook, and then buildings began to collapse, as if the sky was falling, the earth was rending, and the apocalypse had arrived.

It turned out that this Formation had merged with the Luck of the Ghost Witch Sect's main altar, which was why it possessed such immense power. If it hadn't encountered Ye Bufan, even if a Cardinal from the Divine Court had personally acted, he would have been powerless against it.

However, this method of setting up the Formation also had its drawbacks: once the Formation was broken, it would immediately backfire.

The first to bear the brunt was Grand Elder Pereira. His body suddenly shook, and then he spewed out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Even with his Cultivation, he was like this, let alone the other ordinary Disciples. In an instant, screams rang out in succession, and countless people were (This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) killed by the Formation's backlash.

Those who survived no longer had any courage to resist, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing continuously, begging for mercy.

Pereira spat out a mouthful of blood, suppressing his internal injuries, and turned to flee, but as soon as he turned around, Ye Bufan had already appeared before him.

"Trying to run? How could it be that easy?"

"Ye Bufan, don't go too far! My Ghost Witch Sect has not been destroyed yet, and our Leader has not made a move yet…"

"You talk too much nonsense."

Ye Bufan raised his hand and slapped Pereira to the ground. The battle had progressed to the point where even the Ghost Witch Sect was destroyed, yet their Leader had not appeared?

However, what he was most concerned about now was Lu Banxia. With a flash in his eyes, he directly used the Soul Capture Technique on Pereira: "Tell me, where are the people you captured?"

Pereira's expression froze, a hint of confusion flashed in his eyes, and then he honestly said: "Those captured men are locked in the dungeon, and the women were taken away by the Leader."

Ye Bufan's expression turned cold: "Taken where?"

"Taken to the Ghost Witch Sect's Ancestral Temple. The Leader plans to absorb and refine that woman there…"

At this moment, Pereira did not hide anything, recounting the entire course of events from beginning to end.

It turned out that the origin of this matter lay with Olivier. He had asked Ferdinand, the Leader of the Ghost Witch Sect, to capture Lu Banxia, so that Ye Bufan would surely come to rescue her, and then they could kill him as well.

However, things later took an unexpected turn. No one expected that Lu Banxia was actually a Witch Spirit Body, a rare find for the Ghost Witch Sect in a thousand years. If absorbed and refined, it would be of immense benefit to a Black Wizard's Cultivation, even comparable to hundreds of years of arduous Cultivation.

It was precisely because of this that Ferdinand, overjoyed, handed over everything of the Ghost Witch Sect to the Grand Elder, and he himself took Lu Banxia to the Ancestral Temple, waiting until midnight to absorb and refine her.

Upon hearing this, killing intent flashed in Ye Bufan's eyes: "Where is your Ancestral Temple?"

Pereira said: "Thirty li north from here is our Ghost Witch Sect's Zu Mountain, and the Ancestral Temple is located at the peak of Zu Mountain."

Ye Bufan looked up at the bright moon in the sky. It was already not far from midnight. Anxious to save her, he did not ask any more questions. A bolt of thunder struck down from the sky, directly reducing Pereira to nothingness.

By the time he finished all this, Xie Changsi had already rescued Rudolf and the others from the dungeon.

"Dragon King, I have searched the entire Ghost Witch Sect's main altar, but I haven't found Miss Lu."