The Soul-Devouring Ghost Mist was ineffective against him!
The entire venue erupted in another wave of murmurs.
This was no trivial matter.
Everyone had just witnessed the power of the so-called Soul-Devouring Ghost Mist, which was not something just anyone could deal with!
From Shan Hanyi's reaction, the crowd could tell that this Wang Xu was likely not simple.
"What an arrogant fellow. Who is this Wang Xu?"
"Don't know where he came from. Judging by his age, he's probably close to twenty-eight, but since he can be on stage, he must not be over the age limit!"
"The rotting flesh on this guy's face stinks terribly, and his whole body carries an earthy smell. I suspect this guy is one of those perverted individuals who practice corpse raising and Gu cultivation!"
Corpse Gu family!
These four words instantly spread.
Hua Yuxiao leaned closer to Su Xingyan and asked nervously, "Grandpa Su, is this person the one from the Corpse Gu family that Ling Feng is looking for?"
Upon hearing this, Xiu Xiu and the others couldn't help but look at Su Xingyan.
Su Xingyan, however, shook his head with a grim expression. "I don't know. I only know that there have only been three families with orderly传承 (chuánchéng - inheritance) in the Corpse Gu family since ancient times! They are extremely mysterious and shouldn't be so high-profile!"
Hearing this, everyone's expressions varied, and they all looked towards Ling Feng.
The doubts in everyone's hearts were precisely what Ling Feng was thinking.
"Ba, Shi, Zu! What is your connection to these three families?"
Ling Feng's indifferent voice echoed throughout the venue, his peerless aura and pressure shaking the surroundings.
For a moment, many people were so terrified by this aura that their legs went weak!
Shan Hanyi's pupils also contracted sharply.
"Who exactly is this guy? Why is his aura so strong? With such martial arts prowess, he... he couldn't possibly be from my Witchcraft and Gu Dao!"
With his own strength, Shan Hanyi believed he wouldn't be affected by the fight on stage, so he chose a spot closest to the arena.
However, at this moment, Ling Feng's aura and pressure surged towards Shan Hanyi.
Facing it head-on was not a pleasant experience!
A faint blush appeared on the Saintess's cold and proud face, and the ice in her beautiful eyes turned into fiery passion as she stared intently at Ling Feng.
It turned out that Ling Feng was her only formidable opponent in the competition for the championship of the Witchcraft and Gu Convention!
While the entire venue was stunned.
The Great Elder on the high platform also narrowed his eyes, which glinted with cold light.
"Corpse Gu family! Why is he looking for these three families? Could it be..."
Wang Xu, who was facing him directly, was in immense pain at this moment, enduring Ling Feng's terrifying aura and pressure, his legs already weak.
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
Wang Xu mustered all his strength, quickly retreated, his face filled with horror, no longer daring to underestimate Ling Feng.
It wasn't him!
A hint of disappointment flickered in Ling Feng's eyes.
The earthy smell on this guy could be found on any tomb robber.
It could only be said that this guy might frequent cemeteries or cultivate in tombs.
People from the Corpse Gu family would definitely not have an earthy smell on them.
Seeing Ling Feng shake his head slightly with a disappointed look, Wang Xu assumed Ling Feng was looking down on him. His face turned extremely red, and the rotting flesh on his brow twitched.
"Bang..."
Without any warning, everyone saw Wang Xu's pustule burst, spilling filth onto the ground. In an instant, a strange plant grew on the stage.
"Necromancer!"
Shan Hanyi, as a top talent among the Eight Great Families, immediately recognized Wang Xu's origin.
The entire venue was in an uproar again!
In the so-called Witchcraft and Gu Convention, very few people actually performed witchcraft; most were skilled in Gu poison techniques.
And this kind of necromancy was a secret lineage, extremely rare.
Those who could attain the title of "Witch" were equivalent in strength to Grandmasters of Hua Jin in the martial arts world.
Most of those who entered the top eight had already reached the realm of Witch.
And Necromancers were among the most difficult types to deal with within the same realm of Witch.
Legend had it that Necromancers could communicate with the spirit world and summon undead creatures, including these self-rooting undead plants!
Compared to Guan Ya's Soul-Devouring Ghost Mist from before, the legends of Necromancers were even more mysterious and unfathomable!
"No wonder he said he wasn't afraid of my Soul-Devouring Ghost Mist. So he's a Necromancer. His body can sever its connection to external perceptions, just like a corpse, so it can naturally resist my Soul-Devouring Ghost Mist!"
Guan Ya exclaimed, patting his chest, feeling very fortunate that he didn't have to face such an opponent.
The surrounding crowd fixed their gaze on the stage, not moving at all.
Swish, swish!
A purple vine suddenly broke through the ground and then rapidly split, quickly covering the entire stage.
At this moment, Ling Feng's feet were already entangled by these purple vines. The surrounding purple vines, like poisonous snakes, coiled around him, flicking their "tongues" as if ready to devour him at any moment.
Everyone held their breath.
But Ling Feng's eyes remained indifferent, staring directly at Wang Xu, ignoring everything around him! xxs壹贰
"Heh heh, scared stiff, aren't you? Where did that previous aura go? Kid, if you kneel and beg for mercy now, perhaps I can spare your life!"
Seeing that he had succeeded, Wang Xu's face became even more triumphant.
However, he subconsciously avoided Ling Feng's gaze, not daring to look him in the eye.
That gaze made him feel uneasy!
The moment he made his move, exclamations erupted from below.
Yet, Ling Feng remained unmoved.
Such composure was unsettling.
"Oh dear, Big Brother! Move something!"
Lin Shuaixian was the first to get anxious, jumping and shouting from below.
Hua Yuxiao clenched her fists, her heart filled with worry.
Hua Yuxiao had no understanding of Necromancers.
But she was aware of Ling Feng's strength and murmured softly, "Hurry up and counterattack..."
"Hmph, putting on a false show!"
Shan Hanyi snorted coldly. He felt extremely annoyed seeing Ling Feng's face now.
On the contrary, Tu Jintong wore a look of gleeful satisfaction. "Heh heh, I didn't expect a Necromancer to appear out of nowhere. This kid is trapped; this is the consequence of underestimating the enemy!"
"Underestimating the enemy? I don't see him underestimating the enemy at all."
Feng Wuji pouted, his gaze fixed on Ling Feng. "Don't you see he's been calm from beginning to end? Coupled with that aura and pressure from before, the difference in strength is too great! He can't possibly lose!"
"Hmph, Feng Wuji, are you blind? Don't you see this guy's movements are completely restricted? How can he escape now, burrow into the ground?"
Tu Jintong snorted coldly, as he desperately wished to see Ling Feng die tragically on the spot!
"Get off the stage, or die!"
At this moment, Ling Feng coldly rebuked!