Tang Peiqing and others served as judges, and with a command, those ten Heavenly Soul Sect disciples all made their move.
These disciples took out their Soul Summoning Banners, and wailing Yin Souls surged out, among which three banners were surprisingly of the Ten Thousand Soul Banner rank.
Or they summoned various terrifying and gloomy ghosts, ranging from first to fourth grade, and there were even two fifth-grade fierce ghosts.
A female ghost, silent as a shadow, appeared behind Su Jie.
There was also a highly decayed male corpse riddled with maggots squirming all over, standing before him, staring straight at Su Jie.
Both of these were fifth-grade fierce ghosts, and behind them were even more ghostly creatures.
Above Su Jie's head, a formation constructed by three Ten Thousand Soul Banners was in operation, standing ready without attacking immediately; instead, it was guarding against the thousand-hand centipede.
Clearly, Zou Minzun had transmitted a lot of intelligence on Su Jie through Divine Sense to these Heavenly Soul Sect disciples.
"Relying on fierce ghosts to gang up, huh? However, have you ever heard of a technique, called 'One Force Breaks All Techniques'?"
A smile hung on Su Jie's face, and in the next moment, Su Jie suddenly exclaimed, "Wife, save me!"
Inside the Divine Soul, the contract with the Ghost Bride was triggered. Almost as soon as his words fell, a red dragon and phoenix bridal sedan chair swooped across the sky.
The fifth-grade decaying male corpse was directly hit by the sedan chair, its body severed at the waist and falling to the ground, unable to get up for a long while.
The curtains of the bridal sedan chair were lifted, and Han Ruyan's figure appeared on the scene.
The female ghost that was close to Su Jie, under Han Ruyan's dead gaze, found her clothes transformed into a red wedding dress, which tightly strangled her body.
"You dare to approach my husband?"
Han Ruyan took steps on air, approaching the bound female ghost.
The fifth-grade female ghost attempted to break free from the wedding dress's constraints, but Han Ruyan had already reached out her delicate hand, gently tapping the ghost's forehead.
The body of the female ghost shook violently, its body like dye losing color, being steadily erased.
In the blink of an eye, only a head remained, which Han Ruyan casually held in her hand.
A large number of other fierce ghosts surged up, swarming out of their cages.
"A bunch of little ghosts."
Han Ruyan swept her chilling gaze over them. One after another, the fierce ghosts slightly trembled as if in fear.
Under Han Ruyan's rebuke, the group of ghosts halted, beginning to step back, and even the weaker ones immediately knelt on the ground as if submitting to their emperor.
Bear in mind, these fierce ghosts were controlled by Demon Cultivators and were not the kind of wild or semi-wild fierce ghosts that could be easily suppressed, yet Han Ruyan managed to do so with just a shout.
"This is a sixth-grade fierce ghost."
The group of Heavenly Soul Sect disciples was stunned.
As Demon Cultivators who commonly dealt with fierce ghosts, they recognized the rank of the Ghost Bride at first glance.
Just as Ghost Ridge Palace disciples could identify the number of times a poisonous insect had undergone Spirit Refining at a glance.
"A sixth-grade Ghost Bride? Impossible, how did he nurture it?"
Zou Minzun was in disbelief; when the Ghost Bride was taken away by Su Jie, it was only a fifth-grade fierce ghost.
Even if Su Jie knew the Magic Skill for the promotion of fierce ghosts, from where would he gather so much Fear Energy?
Recently, he had not heard of any major massacres happening within Qingzhou territory.
"Elder Zhao, I guess my disciple's strength is still pleasing to the eye?"
Taoist Qiu, witnessing this scene, showed a mocking smile to Zhao Lianshan beside him.
Although he was unfamiliar with ghostly rules and products such as fierce ghosts, he could sense Han Ruyan's strength, and it seemed there was no need for him to worry about this fight.
"You really hid it deep, didn't you? You must have invested a lot of resources in him, right?"
Zhao Lianshan's face was stiff as he spoke, glancing back fiercely at Zou Minzun now and then.
If it weren't for Zou Minzun's firm assurance that the Ghost Bride was only fifth-grade, he would never have agreed to this battle that could potentially disgrace the Heavenly Soul Sect.
A sixth-grade Ghost Bride battling against a group of Yunling Realm disciples was utterly a case of dimensional advantage.
"Heh, it's all thanks to the child's own efforts; we usually let our disciples roam free."
Tang Peiqing, stroking his goatee, said breezily, infuriating the Elder from Zhao Lianshan's side.
This was like saying that a disciple left to roam free could easily outclass the meticulously groomed elite disciples from the other side.
The scene in the arena changed again, as the ten Heavenly Soul Sect disciples manipulated their spells, throwing out numerous Ghost Binding Ropes.
These were ropes solidified from special Spiritual Power, highly effective against ghosts, capable of suppressing all abilities of a fierce ghost.
If it were just an ordinary fifth-grade fierce ghost, being bound by these ropes might really render it powerless.
Simultaneously facing the threat of the Ghost Bride, the Yin Soul Formations roared down.
Additionally, many disciples released several Silver Armor Corpses and Golden Armor Corpses, these types of zombies possessing incredible strength, invulnerability to blades and bullets, immune to water and fire; a close encounter would pose a significant danger even to inner disciples.
Faced with consecutive offensive moves, a red lantern and a mirror appeared in front of Han Ruyan.
The red lantern immobilized all the Ghost Binding Ropes, then absorbed them into the mirror.
These Lantern Ghost and Mirror Girl, held by Han Ruyan, were far more powerful than when fighting solo.
And as the Yin Soul Formation pressed down, Han Ruyan remained unflustered, only her blood-colored wedding dress radiating a brilliant light, like layers of crimson waves churning.
Countless Yin Souls enveloped in the glow of the wedding dress dissipated like snow meeting magma, as wisps of green smoke drifted up, and a vast number of Yin Souls vanished in an instant.
Yin Souls, creatures devoid of fear, continued their fearless assault, trying to penetrate the body of the Ghost Bride to harm her soul.