The moment the two attacks collided, the ancestral hall at the side immediately crumbled, and trees were uprooted.

It was not excessive to say that it was like sand being blown away by a stone.

The citizens of Miao Village Village quickly left the altar.

Everyone's gaze fell onto the center of the storm.

When the gale dissipated and the ashes fell, a thin figure stood with his hands behind his back. The limestone under his feet had already been shattered into pieces.

However, he did not retreat a single step.

Chen Yao.

Yes, this person was Chen Yao.

Shan Xiayehe was lying down with his entire body covered in blood, the beautiful and bright official uniform was tattered, he looked to be in a sorry state.

"You, you actually really defeated me. How is this possible, how is this possible?"

At this moment, Shan Xiayehe's eyes were slowly filled with an expression of disbelief. Even if the truth was placed right in front of his eyes, he would still find it hard to accept it.

He was a Spirit Stage Ranker, and Chen Yao was only an explosive Qi Cultivator. How could Chen Yao be his match?

In the distance, the hall master of the cripple Group's Tiangang Hall, Liu Yue, was looking at Chen Yao with a look of disbelief.

Even though he had thought that Chen Yao might defeat Shan Xiayehe, it was only a prediction. When the truth was right before his eyes, he would still sigh a little.

"So it turns out that fighting above one's rank isn't a legend."

His eyes were filled with shock.

Su Lin, who was standing beside Liu Yue, trembled slightly.

"So he's actually so strong, and even the Spirit Stage experts aren't his match?

Su Lin had always thought that his talent was astonishing, cultivating to the level of Qi Explosion at the age of twenty-six. However, compared to Chen Yao, it was nothing.

If Shan Xiayehe's slash had landed on him, he would have been dead without a doubt. However, Chen Yao, who was at the same level as him, had turned the tables and reversed the situation.

Seeing that Chen Yao had won, Nan Wanqiu's hanging heart was finally at ease, and tears unceasingly flowed out from his eyes.

Nan Lu looked at Chen Yao's desolate back and felt that it was exceptionally tall.

Zhang Xuan thought.

"This great scoundrel is really a man, this is the man I like."

Unknowingly, she had developed a bold idea for Chen Yao.

"Good, well done."

At this time, the citizens of Miao Village Village also started shouting excitedly as they ran towards Chen Yao.

However, Chen Yao waved his hand.

"Don't come over."

Chen Yao's voice was extremely imposing, causing everyone to be stunned for a moment, before they all stopped in their tracks.

The next moment.

"Puchi."

Chen Yao vomited a large mouthful of blood. He was propping himself up with one hand and half kneeling on the ground.

Injured.

Yes, Chen Yao was injured.

In the distance, Liu Yue's serious expression finally relaxed.

"As expected, this guy is still injured. I already said that it's already like a legend that a person in the Mortal realm who surpasses levels can defeat Spirit Stage. If he's not injured at all, that would be a bit shocking."

Su Lin also said.

"It looks like this kid's injuries aren't light. After all, the Spirit-Staged expert isn't that easy to deal with."

Liu Yue nodded in deep agreement.

"Of course, for the Spirit-Staged expert to comprehend the heavens and earth, and condense his domain, it would already be extremely difficult for this brat to defeat Shan Xiayehe.

In the arena, Chen Yao, who had spat out a mouthful of blood, slowly stood up, and walked towards Shan Xiayehe with messy footsteps.

"I've said it before, all of you who have come to the Miao Village Village to stir up trouble here, don't even think about walking out of this place."

The Mind Sword appeared in Chen Yao's hands, the sword tip aiming straight at Shan Xiayehe who was lying on the ground like a dead dog.

"Hahaha."

Suddenly, Shan Xiayehe laughed out loud.

"You forced me, you forced me. Today, all of you must die."

Shan Xiayehe clenched his teeth and took out a scroll from his sleeve.

He opened the scroll on the ground, and within the scroll was drawn a very bloody and terrifying scene.

He saw a monster with a human body and a snake's head, eating the living person alive.

This monster had eight snake heads, sixteen arms, and each arm held a weapon. Its body was covered in scales that were black like fish scales, and on its back was a python-like tail.

"This is?"

As Chen Yao stared at the scroll, a doubtful expression appeared in his eyes.

Shan Xiayehe was muttering some words.

"Esteemed god Baji, I am willing to offer my soul to you as your servant for the rest of your life. I only hope that you can kill these foolish people and bring honor to my Qing Kingdom Shrine."

Shan Xiayehe placed both his hands on the scroll, and when he removed his hands from the scroll once again, two scarlet red handprints fell on the scroll.

At this moment, a strange change was happening in the sky above Miao Village Village. Countless Yin Qi gathered above the altar in the Ancestral Temple, a fierce wind blew, and a black aura shrouded the surroundings. The small world instantly became as terrifying as the underworld.

"What's going on?"

The villagers of Miao Village Village were all trembling in fear at this strange scene.

Swoosh.

Suddenly, the scroll that was placed on the ground flew up into the air, and a black hole that was frantically spinning appeared in the middle of the scroll.

From within the endless black hole, a terrifying figure walked out.

It was the monster that was drawn in the scroll. Its eight snake heads were continuously flicking their tongues.

"What is this little fox fairy?"

Chen Yao tried to ask the little fox fairy.

The little fox fairy's voice sounded in Chen Yao's mind.

"Pretending to be ghosts, this thing should be some kind of soul sacrifice, the thing in front of you right now should be a Yin God from the Island Country, but it might have been dead for many years, or its real body might have been destroyed, and it can continue to live by the means of a soul body. Normally, a Phantom thing can support one word, which is at least a Human Immortal Realm cultivation, but because the other party is only surviving with a soul body, their highest cultivation is merely at the Peak of the Spirit Stage."

"That scroll should be a way to communicate with the Phantom. Shan Xiayehe sacrificed his soul and obtained the help of the Phantom. However, from what you can see, this monster shouldn't be the true body of the Phantom's soul.

"This method is somewhat similar to the Dao Techniques of Spirit Possession in Hua Xia. Through the practice of runes and incantations, one can use the power of the gods to repel evil spirits and capture ghosts."

Chen Yao realized that the Phantom in front of him was a doppelganger.

"The Phantom's avatar of early period of the Spirit Stage?"

A trace of a playful smile emerged on Chen Yao's face.