Chapter 1175: Chapter 1175: Mysterious Ritual

“Pfft!”

In the stunned expressions of everyone, the Mad King’s fist actually penetrated Alton’s body.

Alton’s horrified expression was frozen at that moment!

“Protect the Holy Maiden and retreat first!”

The other three experts of the Bloodwater Holy Spirit Cult rushed forward to cover Ouyang Qingcheng’s retreat.

“Just you few are far from enough!”

Shi Buddha sneered, stepping forward with a mop.

“Want to leave? It’s not that easy!”

The Phoenix moved like lightning, in the blink of an eye, overtaking the three and attacking Ouyang Qingcheng.

Ouyang Qingcheng formed a seal with her hands, and it seemed as if an invisible shield appeared in front of her, blocking the Phoenix’s attack.

From the previous encounter with Ouyang Qingcheng, the Phoenix already knew that she was not skilled in attacks, always defending. The invisible shield she formed was indeed formidable.

“Tang Jue, help me!”

Remaining calm, the Phoenix sought a swift resolution and called for Tang Jue’s assistance, avoiding rash actions.

Tang Jue, with his silver hair, appeared strangely from an unexpected angle, and a handful of tiny black needles instantly flung from his hand.

“Clang, clang…”

The tiny black needles attacked Ouyang Qingcheng wave after wave, but striking her surroundings, they emitted metal clashing sounds, blocked by the invisible shield.

“Bang, bang…”

However, each wave of Tang Jue’s attack was stronger than the last, the vigorous energy accompanying the hidden weapons was terrifying.

“Thud, thud, thud…”

Although Ouyang Qingcheng’s invisible shield could block Tang Jue’s hidden weapons, she gradually retreated under the powerful assault.

“Ugh!”

Under an even fiercer wave of attack from Tang Jue, Ouyang Qingcheng, like a deflated balloon, saw her invisible shield disintegrate. Her entire being collapsed, spewing a mouthful of blood.

The Phoenix didn’t speak a word, charging forward.

“Phoenix, watch out!” Tang Jue’s expression changed as he couldn’t help warning.

“Buzz…”

In the midst of a terrifying hum, a thin, long blade suddenly emerged from the wall, thrusting fiercely at the Phoenix. The Phoenix, like a tightly compressed spring, instantly sprang back, evading the fatal blow.

“Tang sword?” Tang Jue exclaimed.

“Boom!”

Immediately, a figure appeared, swiftly pulling Ouyang Qingcheng away with astonishing speed.

Though Tang Jue reacted, he still fell a step behind as he charged forward.

“Chase!”

Tang Jue and the Phoenix rushed out.

“Surround the entire town, don’t let anyone leave here,” the Phoenix ordered through the communicator, preventing anyone from leaving the town.

Tang Jue’s eyes flashed with coldness, and he said, “As long as we hold them here for a while, the Divine King has a great chance of rescuing the Queen over there.”

“Yes, yes!” The Phoenix nodded, but her eyes showed a complex expression.

…

“Hoo!”

Elsewhere, Ye Chenfeng and the Asura had already landed, hiding among several large charred rocks to recover their strength, having wandered for a long time.

A moment later, Ye Chenfeng and the Asura officially set out toward the Holy Mountain.

Everything planned before was perfect; Ye Chenfeng had always been confident.

But at this moment, he couldn’t help but feel troubled. After all, a big problem lay ahead: they had no understanding of the Holy Mountain, and no idea where Ye Qingge was.

Even though the Dragon Knight Forbidden Army had silently taken down the Bloodwater Holy Spirit Cult’s headquarters, the obtained data showed very little understanding of the Holy Mountain.

So at this moment, Ye Chenfeng and the Asura could only explore on their own.

“The Empress is definitely not someone to be trifled with; I’m afraid Qingge and her location are very close. Hopefully, we won’t encounter her head-on,” Ye Chenfeng analyzed.

The Asura’s enchanting eyes were filled with fighting intent, seemingly eager to battle the Empress.

However, he also knew his purpose and mission, and such impulse could only be suppressed in his heart.

“The Holy Mountain is very strange, with an indescribable aura, as if suppressing males.”

The Asura carefully perceived, detecting an unusual aura.

Ye Chenfeng nodded in agreement and said, “Yeah, I felt it too. There’s a clear sense of the yin overwhelming the yang, with a chill wreaking havoc. But this aura is really strange, my first time encountering it.”

“I’ll attack the Holy Mountain head-on. Asura, the time for you is limited; you must get in and out of the Holy Mountain as fast as possible,” Ye Chenfeng instructed.

The Asura nodded, “Divine King, rest assured, even if I encounter obstruction, I won’t hold back.”

“Among these people, only you can truly enter the Holy Mountain silently. I have confidence in you,” Ye Chenfeng said with a hopeful expression.

Originally, when it came to theft, Sikong Zhairiyue would famously be the best.

But now, facing the strength of the unknown Holy Mountain, comparing it to ordinary forces is not even on the same level.

Therefore, Ye Chenfeng needed someone who could silently infiltrate the Holy Mountain, and it could only be the Asura.

Looking at the mysterious peak in front of him, Ye Chenfeng slowly took a step forward.

The entire mountain was conical, towering into the clouds.

Halfway up the mountain stood a castle with an ancient mythological style, more accurately described as a temple.

The buildings had all sorts of intricate carvings and various sculptures, representing divine authority.

“Asura, it’s your turn!”

Ye Chenfeng said to the Asura beside him.

“Mm!”

The Asura responded, and surprisingly, his figure vanished mysteriously.

Indeed, he disappeared into thin air, as if evaporating suddenly.

The Asura possessed a unique special ability of invisibility!

The last encounter with the frogman army saw the Asura using his invisibility skill to singlehandedly wipe out the frogman army.

That’s why the Asura could disappear in an instant; it justified choosing him over Sikong Zhairiyue.

The mysterious castle presented a whole different world inside, with structures like monasteries.

Contrary to a cold atmosphere, it was quite lively, yet all the inhabitants were female without exception.

These women, without exception, knelt on the ground, their eyes filled with unprecedented reverence, gazing into the distance.

Deep in the castle, at its highest point, was a palace.

The highest palace was built grandly and magnificently, with its conical top seemingly ready to pierce the sky!

The front of the palace bore two large words: Holy Temple.

The arrangement of buildings within the Holy Mountain symbolized theocracy, yet it afforded an opportunity to Ye Chenfeng and the Asura.

Upon arriving here, it was evident that the Empress was in the Holy Temple, and Ye Qingge was undoubtedly also in the Holy Temple. So the direction was very clear.

These oddly dressed women knelt, performing strange gestures, seemingly part of some ceremony, while chanting incessantly.

In front of everyone was a massive sacrificial altar, exuding a strange and mysterious hue.