Chapter 1422 - 1324: Wedding Ceremony!

"That's right, I intend to take over the Seven Spirit Tower of Slaughter!"

Yang Tian carved out a soul within the Seven Spirit Tower of Slaughter.

This Seven Spirit Tower of Slaughter originally had no soul.

Thus it could not be claimed by anyone through blood recognition.

But once Yang Tian carved out a soul within it, the Seven Spirit Tower of Slaughter became his magical treasure.

"Your servant greets the master!"

The soul of the Seven Spirit Tower of Slaughter flew out, respectfully worshiping Yang Tian.

"Very good!"

Yang Tian smiled.

He reached out and captured.

The Seven Spirit Tower of Slaughter shrank and fell into Yang Tian's hand.

"Yang Tian, erase that soul immediately!"

The Ghost God said urgently.

"Ghost God, you have no right to say this to me!" Yang Tian's eyes were full of cold laughter, "As the founder of the Ghost Realm, wanting to absorb tens of thousands of souls to refine the Seven Spirit Tower of Slaughter is already a heinous crime!"

"What I do is none of your concern!"

The Ghost God was also furious.

He rushed up, opened his mouth, and spat out a breath of ghostly air.

This ghost breath transformed into a Soul-Calling Banner.

Foong!

The Soul-Calling Banner ignited, and the Seven Spirit Tower of Slaughter in Yang Tian's hand trembled incessantly.

The soul inside was forcibly sucked out.

"You want to absorb the soul of the Seven Spirit Tower of Slaughter?!"

Yang Tian's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

With a wave of his hand, the Seven Spirit Tower of Slaughter flew upward.

Boom!

The Seven Spirit Tower of Slaughter suddenly enlarged, crushing the Soul-Calling Banner with just one blow.

"Yang Tian, after all, this is the Ghost Realm, don't cause trouble!"

The Ghost God said angrily.

"I am determined to have this Seven Spirit Tower of Slaughter, if you're discontented, just fight!"

Yang Tian floated mid-air, speaking loftily.

"You're simply courting death!"

The Ghost God's eyes were full of murderous intent, he suddenly looked up at the sky at Fen.

"Ghost God, do you want me to help you?"

Fen asked.

"Fen, I have no grievances with Yang Tian, he seized the Seven Spirit Tower of Slaughter today, I request you to grant me great power to kill him!"

The Ghost God said coldly.

"Certainly!"

Fen nodded grimly.

She gently waved her hand, and a powerful light illuminated the Ghost God's body.

The mana-lost Ghost God, under the enhancement of the powerful light, became strong again.

"Yang Tian, I command you to hand over the Seven Spirit Tower of Slaughter immediately, otherwise, you will die a miserable death!"

The Ghost God roared.

"Shut up!"

Yang Tian flew down.

"Yang Tian, do you think you can kill the Ghost God? He received my favor, allowing him to become strong in a short time!"

Fen said coldly.

"Oh really?"

Yang Tian suddenly raised his palm and smashed it heavily.

Boom!

The light floating on the Ghost God's body shattered under Yang Tian's strike.

"How is this possible!"

Fen's expression changed slightly.

This light, she bestowed upon the Ghost God, was supposed to restore his cultivation.

Her power, even Wu Jie couldn't break this light.

Yet, Yang Tian broke it with one palm?

How did Yang Tian manage to do it?

Fen's eyes were full of surprise.

"Yang Tian, it's strange, why have you become so peculiar?"

Wu Jie approached Yang Tian, her eyes were also filled with doubt.

She also knew clearly that the light Fen unleashed was the Light of Faith, which when bestowed upon the Ghost God, would soon restore his cultivation.

Even if it couldn't restore him to peak state, it could at least restore fifty percent of his cultivation.

This Light of Faith was actually shattered by Yang Tian?

How did Yang Tian do it?

Yang Tian smiled without speaking.

The reason for all this was the holy and powerful light in his mind.

Just now, he bestowed this holy light upon his palm force.

With just one strike, he broke Fen's Light of Faith.

This holy and powerful light in his mind previously allowed Yang Tian to open up a powerful Saint Realm.

Even Wu Jie's Saint Realm was created by the light in Yang Tian's mind.

Even Fen's attack was neutralized by Yang Tian using this light.

The powerful and holy light in Yang Tian's mind was inexhaustible and unending.

Yang Tian also didn't know the situation.

He only knew not to let Fen discover this inexhaustible light.

"Ghost God, after all, you are the founder of the Ghost Realm, killing you would affect my rule over the Ghost Realm!"

Yang Tian said coldly.

"Yang Tian, you are even more mysterious than I imagined, but the Seven Spirit Tower of Slaughter can benefit the Ghost Realm." The Ghost God's silhouette flashed and appeared before Yang Tian, seriously saying: "You just need to bestow your cultivation upon the Seven Spirit Tower of Slaughter, and it can become powerful enough to encompass the entire Ghost Realm!"

"You want me to burn my cultivation to strengthen the Seven Spirit Tower of Slaughter to protect the Ghost Realm?"

Yang Tian asked.

"Exactly so!" The Ghost God nodded, "The Seven Spirit Tower of Slaughter is the most powerful magical treasure of the Ghost Realm, the chaos of the Seven Realms will soon sweep into the Ghost Realm, if you want to become the Ghost King, you must benefit the Ghost Realm!"

"Haha..."

Yang Tian laughed.

The Ghost God's intention was to sacrifice himself for the good of the Ghost Realm?

Ridiculous!

"Such a powerful magical treasure, given to you, would you burn your cultivation to benefit the Ghost Realm?"

Wu Jie asked with great interest.

"I certainly would!" The Ghost God seriously said: "I created the Ghost Realm, of course I'd burn my cultivation to protect it!"

"Fool!"

Yang Tian was too lazy to argue with the Ghost God.

The Seven Spirit Tower of Slaughter, he was determined to have it.

Strong forces from the Asura Realm would soon come, Yang Tian could use the Seven Spirit Tower of Slaughter to fight against them.

Yang Tian ignored the Ghost God and instead wielded the Seven Spirit Tower of Slaughter and flew towards Fen.

"Fen, I have no grievances with you, yet you conspire against me?"

Yang Tian's silhouette flashed and was already in front of Fen.

"Yang Tian, I have no time to fight with you, but I know Wu Jie has feelings for you!"

Fen said coldly.

Speaking, the spiritual breath on Fen's body transformed into a light, striking towards the lower Wu Jie.

"Fen, what are you doing?"

Wu Jie's expression changed slightly.

But Fen's power was not something Wu Jie could counter.

Fen's strong spiritual breath was bestowed upon Wu Jie.

Wu Jie's face went pale without blood, her eyes full of anger: "Fen, you're vicious!"

"Fen, what did you do to Wu Jie!"

Yang Tian's eyes were full of murderous intent.

"You'll find out soon enough."

Fen sneered, her silhouette flashed, already disappearing.

"Yang Tian, the Seven Spirit Tower of Slaughter isn't yours."

The Ghost God said and disappeared as well.

In the void, only Yang Tian, Wu Jie, Asura Qian'Er, the Demon Emperor, Li Min, and He Qing remained.

"Wu Jie, what did Fen do to you?"

Yang Tian approached Wu Jie.

"I..."

Wu Jie hesitated to speak.

"Yang Tian, Wu Jie has already fallen victim to Fen's Three Spirits Yin Breath, her time is running out." He Qing approached Yang Tian, glanced at Wu Jie, and said to Yang Tian, "I think you two should get married, it's the only way to save Wu Jie!"

"Get married?"

Yang Tian frowned...