Killing with sound waves, such a method is truly inconceivable and horrifying!
But the few people in front were all expressionless.
"Heh heh, to tamper with things in front of the Great Elder of the Witch God Hall, you're truly courting death!"
Shan Han Yi sneered disdainfully.
Feng Wu Jiang and Tu Jin Tong also looked at the Fang family members with cold smiles and unconcealed contempt.
They could all see that the old man earlier had intended to smuggle蛊虫 (gu worms) into the lottery box to control the match order of the participants.
"The Fang family is truly ignorant!"
"Heh heh, do they think the Great Elder will turn a blind eye to such things like ordinary elders? Poor Fang Yin!"
...
As soon as these words were spoken, the young master of the Fang family, Fang Yin, immediately became the target of public criticism!
"I, I don't know! Great Elder, I truly know nothing about this matter!"
Fang Yin quickly explained, his heart filled with terror and extreme shame.
This idiot dared to tamper with things in front of the Great Elder, and now he had brought disaster upon himself!
"Hmph! Draw lots for the matches!"
The Great Elder snorted coldly, not dwelling on the matter further. His eyes, however, swept towards Ling Feng, carrying a warning.
Martial cultivators have different realms of strength.
Witchcraft practitioners also have different levels.
Witch, Wu Shi, Wu Shi, Great Wu Shi, Wu Wang, and so on.
The realm of Wu Shi is equivalent to a Hua Jin Grandmaster, and their status in the Witch God Hall is naturally not low!
And the Great Elder had reached the realm of Great Wu Shi, equivalent to a Land Immortal!
His methods were naturally extraordinary. The seemingly sound-wave killing technique actually contained hidden witchcraft!
The air itself contained nano-level蛊虫 (gu worms), and the Fang family steward who was killed just now was killed by these tiny creatures.
The Great Elder of the Witch God Hall was majestic and highly respected, naturally not allowing anyone to act presumptuously under his watch, hence the earlier act of killing the chicken to warn the monkeys.
Of course, through this action, Ling Feng also sensed the Great Elder's hostility towards him.
Was it because of the蛊虫 (gu worms) he had killed earlier?
Tens of millions of蛊虫 (gu worms) were not easy to cultivate, and it was normal for him to be displeased when they were killed like this!
However, Ling Feng knew that the Great Elder of the Witch God Hall would not hold a grudge over such a trivial matter.
Therefore, that gaze could only have one intention!
Warning Ling Feng not to even think about winning first place.
Because that was something only the Saintess of the Witch God Hall could obtain!
The Samsara Life and Death Gu, this was truly a heaven-defying existence.
The Witch God Hall offering such a prize was merely to attract attention and build momentum; they had no intention of letting others snatch it away!
Perhaps it was precisely because of Shan Han Yi's formidable strength that the Saintess Ji Yun Yue would participate!
This concerned the honor of the Witch God Hall.
Understanding all this, Ling Feng couldn't help but let out a cold laugh.
The Samsara Life and Death Gu, he was determined to obtain it!
No one would be able to stop him.
Seeing that everyone had drawn their lots, Ling Feng strode forward.
The mysterious girl also stepped forward.
Ling Feng did not look at her, but his perception enveloped her entire body.
Could this woman be from the Corpse Gu family?
Ling Feng could clearly perceive the hostility in her gaze.
However, as he got closer, Ling Feng smelled a familiar scent again.
Since learning the Medicine King's Medical Canon, Ling Feng's perception had improved, especially his sense of smell!
Immediately, Ling Feng looked at the mysterious girl with a hint of surprise.
"Medicine King..."
Just as Ling Feng's thoughts began to surface, the mysterious girl was the first to reach out and draw a bamboo slip, saying, "I want the Spring Autumn Life and Death Gu!"
Ling Feng frowned slightly.
Second place?
Would someone only want second place?
Recalling the events before, Ling Feng's lips curved into a smile. Just as the mysterious girl turned around, he responded indifferently, "May you succeed!"
The mysterious girl's figure paused slightly, a smile flashed across her face, and then she walked towards the crowd.
The crowd knew she was a formidable opponent, and they all made way.
Ling Feng looked at his own number.
Number twelve!
"Damn it! How can I be so unlucky!"
Someone in the crowd exclaimed in frustration.
Ling Feng glanced in the direction of the voice and saw that the person was none other than Fang Yin.
Clearly, this Fang Yin was also number twelve!
It had to be said that Fang Yin was truly out of luck.
Unlike him, Ling Feng didn't spare him a thought at the moment, still pondering the mysterious girl's words!
"She only wanted the Spring Autumn Life and Death Gu, not the Samsara Life and Death Gu. She should not be from the Corpse Gu family, and moreover, she has some connection to the Medicine King..."
...
"The Gu battle begins!"
After the Great Elder announced, everyone stepped onto the stage!
Feng Wu Jiang was fortunate enough to draw number one, and his opponent was an unknown nobody.
"Heh heh, I heard you're also a witch doctor. Witch doctors are quite sought after in this Witch Gu大会 (Dà Huì - Grand Gathering)!"
Feng Wu Jiang sneered at his opponent, his words full of mockery.
Standing opposite him was a thin, dark-skinned youth, who looked no older than seventeen or eighteen, his expression a little nervous.
Likely his first time participating in such a grand event.
"Please guide me!"
The thin, dark-skinned youth bowed respectfully!
"Heh heh, naive kid, die!"
Feng Wu Jiang's eyes lit up, and he swept out with his folding fan, a gust of foul wind carrying potent poison!
The crowd below burst into laughter.
"Heh heh, this kid is too naive. The Gu battle has been announced to begin, and he's still so polite, simply asking for death!"
"He's finished. A slight whiff of Feng Wu Jiang's Foul Wind Gu will cause one's intestines to rot!"
"Kid, you're also a witch doctor, and you're truly pathetically weak!"
Tu Jin Tong snorted unhappily, "Hmph, that scoundrel Feng Wu Jiang, his luck is too good to encounter such a greenhorn. Isn't it the same as getting a bye?"
On stage, the thin, dark-skinned youth was completely underestimated.
"Ah..."
As if sensing the pressure around him, coupled with the life-seeking witchcraft rushing towards him, the thin, dark-skinned youth retreated in panic.
He looked as if he was about to fall off the stage.
The surrounding laughter erupted once more.
However, Ling Feng clearly saw a blood-red stone clutched in the thin, dark-skinned youth's palm, and a look of admiration appeared on his face!
Who said the lineage of witch doctors had been broken?
Just as the thin, dark-skinned youth was about to fall off the stage, he clapped his hands together!