God Slayer: Make Up for the Past

Chapter 108: Bell Tower Exploration: The Road to the Final Battle

"Damn it!" Pan Yue cursed and was thrown back. A dark red light surged on the barrier, emitting a heart-pounding aura.

"Haha, you're overestimating yourself!" Master Qin Xieling laughed wildly. "The things in this box are beyond the reach of ants like you! Today, you will all die here and become the new curse of this castle!"

Master Qin Xieling’s words made Chu Feng’s heart tremble.

He glanced at the weak soul of Miss Liu beside him, then looked at Pan Yue. Both of their eyes were full of trust and expectation.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the fear in his heart, and his eyes became firm again.

"Want to make us a curse? Not that easy!" Chu Feng roared, and the long sword in his hand burst out with dazzling light.

There was a gust of cold wind in the bell tower, and the air was filled with a strong smell of evil spirits.

On the surrounding walls, distorted faces appeared, uttering shrill wails, as if wailing for impending death.

"Stupid!" Master Qin Xieling smiled contemptuously and waved his skull staff.

The ground began to shake, and a huge evil spirit emerged from the ground, blocking Chu Feng.

This evil spirit was huge, exuding a foul smell, and had green flames burning in its eyes.

"Just with a bunch of trash like you, you think you can challenge my power?" The voice of Master Qin Xieling echoed in the bell tower, full of ridicule and disdain.

Several evil spirit believers behind him also laughed mockingly, as if they had already seen the miserable plight of Chu Feng and Pan Yue.

Chu Feng felt a strong pressure, but he did not back down.

He gripped the sword tightly in his hand, feeling the power coming from the sword, and an inexplicable courage surged in his heart.

"Pan Yue, cover me!" Chu Feng shouted softly, and his figure flashed as he rushed towards the huge evil spirit... The long sword in his hand drew a sharp arc of light.

The sword flashed like lightning, and Chu Feng's figure shuttled between the attacks of the huge evil spirit.

He found that although the evil spirit was huge in size, its movements were a little slow.

During the battle, he had a flash of inspiration and felt a strange energy fluctuation coming from the castle itself!

He tried to guide this energy and inject it into his sword moves.

"boom!"

The sword light, carrying the power of the ancient castle, produced several times the power, and slashed fiercely on the evil spirit, leaving deep scars.

The evil spirit let out a deafening roar, but was unable to stop Chu Feng's attack.

At the same time, Pan Yue calmly observed the movements of Master Qin Xieling.

He noticed that every time the wizard cast a spell, he would make a specific gesture, and at the same time, a strange amulet on his chest would flash.

"Chu Feng, that amulet!" Pan Yue shouted.

Chu Feng understood what he meant and once again channeled the power of the ancient castle, pointing the sword directly at the amulet.

"Crack!"

The amulet shattered, and Master Qin Xieling let out a scream, with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

He was horrified to find that his connection with the evil spirit had been severed, and the huge evil spirit let out a wail and fell to the ground with a bang.

"Impossible! How could you ants possibly..." Master Qin Xieling's face was full of disbelief.

However, before he could finish, Chu Feng and Pan Yue attacked again.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Master Qin Xieling's eyes flashed with ruthlessness.

"In that case, let's die together!" He began to chant an obscure spell, and the entire bell tower was shrouded in a strange darkness, and a suffocating feeling of oppression came over him.

"Use my blood to awaken the sleeping..." The voice of the Mage Qin Xieling became lower and lower, and finally turned into a strange roar.

In the darkness, something seemed to be awakening... His voice stopped abruptly, replaced by an earth-shaking roar.

In the darkness, a huge evil spirit formed by pure shadows and resentment roared and rushed towards Chu Feng.

It has no substance, but carries a suffocating sense of oppression, as if it wants to devour everything.

Chu Feng took a deep breath and shouted to Pan Yue, "Take Miss Liu away from here! Go to the bottom of the bell tower!"

Pan Yue understood the critical situation and without hesitation, he helped the weak soul of Liu girl to evacuate quickly.

Chu Feng faced the roaring evil spirit curse alone.

The sword in his hand hummed, and the power of the ancient castle flowed through the sword, as if responding to his determination.

The attack of the evil spirit's curse is invisible and intangible, but it carries a bone-chilling chill.

Chu Feng kept dodging, and every attack made him feel that the strength in his body was being drained away a little.

But he did not retreat. He knew that if he fell, Pan Yue and Liu girl's souls would also suffer the same fate.

He gritted his teeth and dispelled the attacks of the evil spirit's curse again and again.

"We must find its core!" Chu Feng muttered to himself.

He felt that time was passing rapidly and his strength was gradually depleting.

At the critical moment, he activated the golden finger and went back in time briefly.

In the brief moment of looking back, he saw that in the center of the evil spirit's curse, there was a faint light. That was its weakness!

Back to reality, Chu Feng no longer hesitated. He mobilized all his strength and poured the power of the ancient castle into the sword, turning it into a dazzling sword light that pierced the core of the evil spirit's curse.

With a loud bang, the evil spirit curse let out a shrill wail, and its huge body began to collapse, eventually turning into specks of starlight and dissipating into the air.

When Master Qin Xieling saw this scene, his eyes became bloodshot and he let out a desperate roar: "No! My masterpiece!" He rushed towards Chu Feng frantically, but was easily dodged by Chu Feng.

Chu Feng swung his sword back and pierced his heart.

Master Qin Xieling collapsed to the ground, his body gradually turning into ashes.

The bell tower returned to calm. Willow Girl's soul looked at Chu Feng, tears of emotion streaming down her face. "Thank you..." she whispered softly.

Chu Feng walked over to her and patted her shoulder gently, "It's okay."

Pan Yue looked at Chu Feng, his eyes full of admiration, "You are so amazing..."

Chu Feng smiled but said nothing. He looked up at the night sky outside the clock tower, but he had a premonition that this was just the beginning.

The ancient castle returned to peace. Moonlight shone through the broken windows onto the ground, illuminating an ancient stone tablet in the corner of the wall, on which were engraved some strange symbols... Chu Feng and Pan Yue came to the entrance of the Shadow Auction. A mysterious atmosphere filled the air. In the darkness... a cold hand rested on Chu Feng's shoulder.