As time went on, many cities were gradually controlled by the Ghost Hall, with only Longdu radiating light, as if only Longdu could protect everyone.
Lu Fan stood in the swamp, gazing at the black smoke emanating from the many cities of the Dragon Dynasty, his brow furrowed: "It seems the Ghost Hall has not only attacked here but also spared no cities. They want to conquer the entire world!"
"The Ghost Hall's actions this time will surely not be without consequence!"
Lin Ke said with a solemn expression: "What should we do?"
"They are likely prepared for this operation, and moreover, they have attacked many cities. It seems they are preparing to occupy many cities and even control the overall situation!"
Long Yi stated: "It appears they are serious this time. If the Five Swords are not gathered, the Ghost Hall will strike first!"
"Little ones, what are you waiting for?"
Heibai Wuchang revealed cold smiles and, in the blink of an eye, appeared before the three of Lu Fan. Besides Meng Po, they were the strongest, so they naturally wanted to seize the divine swords.
Only by obtaining the divine swords could they put the Hall Master at ease, a fact they were well aware of.
If they could obtain the divine swords in this battle, their status in the Ghost Hall would undoubtedly rise, which was only natural.
At this moment, within the Ghost Hall, an endless stream of experts surged forth towards the swamp, their figures exuding an imposing aura wherever they passed.
"There are more and more people from the Ghost Hall. If this continues, we might not be able to hold on!"
Jian Shisan spoke, looking towards the Third Elder with a more serious expression.
The Third Elder did not hesitate, directly sending a telepathic message and summoning many experts from the Ye clan. With the addition of the Ye clan experts, Meng Po and the others immediately felt the pressure.
"Old woman, although you and I are evenly matched, Ye clan experts will arrive soon. Your ragtag group will be in trouble!"
"You have quite the nerve!"
Meng Po said coldly, "If we talk about foundation, your Ye clan cannot compare to the Ghost Hall. The three Ghost Saints of the Ghost Hall are coming soon. What will be your endgame then?"
"The three Ghost Saints?"
The Third Elder's face changed dramatically. He knew very well that within the Ghost Hall, besides Meng Po, there were these three Ghost Saints. These three were incredibly powerful, and even he was no match for them.
"Wasn't it rumored that the three Ghost Saints had already passed away?"
The Third Elder probed, "Are you deliberately deceiving me?"
"What a joke. How powerful are the three Ghost Saints? How could anything happen to them!"
Meng Po said with a serious expression, "The three Ghost Saints have already made their move and are on their way. By then, even your Ye clan will be annihilated. Daring to oppose the Ghost Hall is a path to death!"
The Third Elder laughed heartily, looking disdainful: "You talk a big game. The Ghost Hall cannot destroy my Ye clan, or they wouldn't have waited until now!"
Meng Po's face turned ashen. What the Third Elder said was indeed true; if the Ghost Hall truly had the power to destroy the Ye clan, they wouldn't have waited this long.
At this very moment, the ancient sects were also shocked. They never imagined that the Ghost Hall would be so insane, dispatching so many experts with a death wish, otherwise, they wouldn't have such an imposing aura.
They now had only two choices: either side with the Ghost Hall or side with the Ye clan. If they chose incorrectly, there would be no turning back.
It was like in ancient times when the five great ancient clans joined forces to deal with the Ghost Hall. After the Ghost Hall was defeated, their affiliated forces were all annihilated.
And if they did not take a side now, they would have no future opportunities, and even their label as ancient clans would cease to exist.
"Xuan Lei Sword!"
Ye Shisan let out a low roar, his eyes flashing with cold light. With his shout, the Xuan Lei Sword seemed to sense it, gradually becoming loose.
At this moment, three figures in black appeared before everyone, their expressions indifferent, looking down at them: "Meng Po, you've made such a fuss over these insignificant ants! To have us three Ghost Saints come!"
"We cannot let them obtain the Xuan Lei Sword!"
Meng Po said, "Otherwise, it will be disadvantageous to the Ghost Hall!"
"Don't worry, if we are here, no one can take the Xuan Lei Sword!"
The three Ghost Saints narrowed their eyes, exuding a hint of coldness, and looked at Ye Shisan: "Little one, if you want to live, then get out of the way, or you'll likely be in grave danger!"
"As a member of the Ye clan, and the young master of the Ye clan, how can I fear you!"
Ye Shisan smiled faintly: "Don't you think too highly of yourselves? Even if you are Ghost Saints of the Ghost Hall, I will never bow to you!"
Following these words, the three Ghost Saints burst into laughter. They were figures of such stature that a stomp of their foot could awe the masses, so how could they take Ye Shisan seriously.
And at that very moment, the three Ghost Saints suddenly unleashed an aura, surging towards Ye Shisan.
The Third Elder's face turned ashen. He was currently suppressed by Meng Po and could not possibly resist the three Ghost Saints. With the Ye clan's experts not yet arrived, if Ye Shisan were to be harmed, they would all collapse.
Boom...
Just as Ye Shisan was about to be heavily injured, a booming sound echoed. Following this sound, everyone looked around and saw that the Xuan Lei Sword, which had been sealed, was suddenly pulled out by Ye Shisan, emitting a powerful and dazzling light.
"So powerful, such a powerful aura!"
Everyone exclaimed with shock in their eyes.
At this moment, Ye Shisan held the Xuan Lei Sword, filled with vitality.
"Xuan Lei Sword!"
Lu Fan's eyes lit up with joy: "Finally obtained it!"
"We absolutely cannot let them take the divine sword away!"
Meng Po's voice rang out again: "We must stop them!"
One of the Ghost Saints nodded slightly, transforming into a blur and directly appearing before Ye Shisan. As Saint-level experts, they had no qualms, especially towards these little brats.
"Four swords unsheathed!"
Seeing the dire situation, Lu Fan shouted, his figure soaring into the sky. The Tai Xu Sword radiated an ancient aura, carrying a powerful presence.
At this moment, the other few also took out their divine swords. The power of three swords combined was already extremely formidable. Now, with four swords gathered, it would cause quite a stir.
The Ghost Saints looked at the scene with disdain. In their eyes, no matter what Lu Fan and the others held, it could not threaten them. Perhaps this was their confidence.
"Do not underestimate them!"
Meng Po said, "The three of you attack together and retrieve the divine sword!"
"I alone am sufficient!" one Ghost Saint said. "You need not make a move!"