I am darkness, I will suppress all enemies

"Hmm, getting stronger again?" Ye Wu Kuang looked at the ghost whose aura was becoming increasingly powerful with a hint of interest in his expression.

Because this thing that can become stronger by absorbing the flesh and blood of mortals is simply stronger than any living creature in the universe.

You should know that the black shadow's strength is not external strength, but its essential strength.

There are also magic techniques in the Ten Thousand Worlds that absorb the flesh and blood of living beings to become stronger, but the premise of those techniques is that the flesh and blood absorbed must contain spiritual energy. In other words, it must be the flesh and blood of the person who is practicing.

Because spiritual energy is the root of everything in the universe, even the special sources of power such as yin energy, demonic energy... are all derived from the original spiritual energy.

But now, not only the spiritual energy but even the vitality of the mortals slaughtered by this black shadow is almost gone. These people are no different from weeds on the roadside, but they can make the black shadow stronger quickly...

At this time, the little girl curled up beside Ye Wukuang was so scared by the strange scene that just happened that she fainted.

Ye Wu Kuang didn't care about the little girl. He looked at the black shadow in front of him that continued to wander around after absorbing the flesh and blood and grinned.

"You're too slow, let me help you."

As soon as Ye Wu Kuang finished speaking, the entire village suddenly rained down on the ghost's head and around it.

At the same time, there were also the screams, cries, and exclamations of these people...

Hearing the screams of dozens of people, the ghost instantly rushed into the crowd...

Soon, blood and flesh flew everywhere, bones broke, and screams of fear could be heard. Some people tried to get up and run away, but their legs broke when they hit the ground.

Some people tried to resist, trying to pinch the ghost with their hands or bite it with their teeth. However, all efforts were in vain...

Soon, the screams gradually became smaller and smaller until they disappeared. Ordinary people have no ability to resist ghosts.

Ye Wu Kuang looked at the ghost whose aura was gradually getting stronger with an expressionless face.

Its body seemed to be getting darker, and its hands were getting longer.

Seeing these changes, Ye Wu Kuang frowned. Then he took a step forward and walked in front of the ghost, looking it up and down carefully.

As if the ghost sensed something, it made a strange move.

It began to slowly retreat, wanting to leave.

"Huh?" Ye Wu Kuang was stunned when he saw this scene. Then he stretched out his hand and clapped his palms.

The ghost paused for a moment when the sound was heard. However, it did not attack Ye Wu Kuang, but continued to retreat. Judging from the situation, it was ready to leave.

Seeing this scene, Ye Wu Kuang's eyes suddenly turned cold.

"So that's how it is. They don't attack the monks from the outside world, they only attack the mortals here."

Ye Wu Kuang did not move, but the ghost that was gradually disappearing away suddenly appeared in front of Ye Wu Kuang in a strange way the next moment.

puff--

Ye Wu Kuang grabbed the ghost's neck with his left hand and pierced its head with his right hand like a knife. The terrifying power of rules instantly spread into its body!

The ghost instinctively raised its hands to resist, but the next moment its hands shattered like porcelain and fell to the ground, then disappeared...

"No soul, no consciousness, and no vitality."

"This is a strand of power from something. It has only the instinct to kill mortals."

Ye Wu Kuang looked at the ghost indifferently, slowly retracted his right hand, and then the ghost in his hand was instantly annihilated into nothingness.

"It's a very strange thing. There is no spiritual energy in its body, only a kind of power that I cannot understand. However, this power is not weak. If it is divided according to realms, this ghost should have reached the immortal realm after absorbing the essence and blood of these people." Ye Wukuang thought to himself.

"The Immortal Mortal Realm is enough to kill all the cultivators who came to participate in the ruins. After all, the realms of these cultivators have been suppressed to the Qi and Blood Realm."

"But this ghost will not attack monks from outside. Is it arranged by someone? Together with the monks participating in the ruins, it can kill the mortals here better and faster?"

"Hehe, that's interesting..."

Ye Wu Kuang sneered repeatedly, then turned around and looked at the little girl who was lying unconscious on the ground.

Grabbing the skinny little girl who barely looked like a human from mid-air, Ye Wu Kuang took a step forward and disappeared on the spot...

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Yun Ling was awakened by a kick. The pain in her lower abdomen slowly woke her up from her coma.

Before she opened her eyes, she no longer heard the screams around her. Instead, a voice that was both familiar and unfamiliar reached her ears.

That was the sound of flowing water that she had heard four years ago...

Yun Ling suddenly opened her eyes and looked towards the source of the sound.

Not far away, a towering tree that was about to wither came into view first. And the mysterious man was standing in front of the tree with his hands behind his back, as if he was looking at something carefully...

Just then, she felt her hands were wet by something.

Lying on the ground, she tried to turn her head to look, and then she found that she was lying next to a stream.

"This is... This is! This is water!!"

Yun Ling was stunned at first, but finally, no longer caring about the pain in her body and the fear in her heart, she crawled directly to the stream and started drinking wildly.

Not turbid, dusty dirty water, but clear, transparent clean water!

However, before she could take a few sips, she flew up and landed next to Ye Wukuang.

"What's written here?" Ye Wu Kuang looked at the little girl expressionlessly.

Yun Ling was still at a loss as to what to do, and suddenly she heard Ye Wukuang's words, which made her shudder all over.

He reluctantly withdrew his gaze from the stream and looked at the giant tree in front of him with fear.

This giant tree is so big that even if dozens of people spread their arms, they can't wrap around it. The tree is so tall. The yellow leaves on a small part of the branches are shaking slightly. However, the vast majority of the branches are dry and black...

There are a few lines of crooked big words carved on the tree, and it looks like they have been there for a long time.

Ye Wu Kuang didn't recognize these words, he could only let the little girl read them out loud so that she could understand their meaning.

As for whether the little girl knew these words, Ye Wu Kuang did not ask her, because if she didn't know them, then there was no need to keep this person.

Yun Ling carefully read the words on the tree, then spoke slowly in a trembling voice:

"We have failed... I'm sorry, fellow countrymen... It's over. The truth has been buried by them. All the writings about them will be erased. Everything will go back to square one..."