Supreme Martial God of the City-Chapter 1123 - 1063: Black Witch Clan

"Uh, well, shall we go now then."

Liao Chaoshan said, secretly feeling pleased. Ye Tian was either lacking intelligence or being arrogant, but regardless, once they reached the lair of the Black Witch Clan, Ye Tian’s survival was nearly impossible.

The lair of the Black Witch Clan was located in a deep mountain in Xiangxi, more than fifty kilometers away from Lihuang City. Due to the difficult mountain roads, it took over three hours to reach the Black Witch Clan’s lair.

From the outside, the lair of the Black Witch Clan resembled an ordinary village. At the highest point within the village was an ancient wooden hall.

Liao Chaoshan led Ye Tian into the village. The people of the Black Witch Clan cast unfriendly glances at Ye Tian, but he remained calm and indifferent, not paying them any mind. Upon entering the village, Ye Tian immediately alarmed the upper echelons of the Black Witch Clan. The Great Wizard, accompanied by several elders, emerged from the hall, standing at the entrance, looking down at Ye Tian from above the steps.

Liao Huazhong was one of the elders of the Black Witch Clan. The death of the elder naturally caused great upheaval within the Black Witch Clan.

The ability to kill Liao Huazhong showed significant power; members of the Black Witch Clan were cautious, thus hesitant to attend the meeting rashly. Hence, they planned to have the Liao Family lure the murderer to the lair of the Black Witch Clan. Contrary to their expectations, the murderer came anyway.

The Great Wizard of the Black Witch Clan wore an ancient black robe, a witch hat on his head, and held a pitch-black staff. At the tip of the staff was a black snake coiled around it, which upon closer inspection, was not a statue, but a real snake, flicking its tongue with a ferocious appearance that sent shivers down one’s spine. Ye Tian stood at the bottom of the steps, gazing at the Great Wizard and company, his expression calm. This Great Wizard’s capability was indeed superior to Master Liao and capable of matching a martial artist with Earth-grade Peak cultivation.

However, regrettably, he now faced Ye Tian.

Liao Chaoshan saw the Great Wizard appear, feeling a glimmer of hope, he hurriedly kneeled on the ground, performing the ceremony of three bows and nine kowtows to the Great Wizard.

"Great Wizard, you must deliver justice for our Liao Family. This young man killed my grand-uncle last night and even dared to claim he wants the Black Evil Ghost Flute." With his support, Liao Chaoshan suddenly relaxed, no longer fearing Ye Tian.

Ye Tian glanced down at Liao Chaoshan who was kneeling, chuckling lightly, "Clan Chief Liao, are you sure this Great Wizard can be my match?"

At these words, Liao Chaoshan’s heart tightened, yet he firmly declared, "Humph, the Great Wizard’s divine skills are unmatched, comparable to a Divine being. How could you possibly be his opponent? Surrender quickly."

"It’s laughable that an ant would consider itself comparable to a Divine being." Ye Tian shook his head and smiled humorously.

Liao Chaoshan truly lacked any sense; Ye Tian had already demonstrated his power by killing his grand-uncle before his eyes last night, and now he came without hesitation to the Black Witch Clan’s lair alongside him. Yet, he believed Ye Tian was not a match for the Great Wizard.

If Ye Tian were uncertain, why would he risk entering such perilous territory?

"You, you dare disrespect the Great Wizard! Great Wizard, you heard him, didn’t you? This person is so arrogant; how could we allow him to act so wantonly in the Holy Land of the Black Witch Clan!" Liao Chaoshan was frightened by Ye Tian’s words but still shouted loudly.

Meanwhile, standing at the hall entrance, the Great Wizard continually assessed Ye Tian, his expression grim as if shrouded by a layer of dark clouds. Despite his keen sight, he couldn’t discern Ye Tian’s depth. Standing there, Ye Tian was akin to an unfathomable abyss, impossible to gauge. Ye Tian’s extraordinary strength and composure for his age demanded serious attention.

Nonetheless, even so, Ye Tian as a young man had no right to speak arrogantly here, insulting him lightly.

The path of witchcraft also had different grades. Being titled a wizard meant possessing power equivalent to a Taoist Master and Martial Arts Master in the Transformation Realm. Due to the enigmatic nature of witchcraft, few people came into contact with it, hence, in equal-level confrontations, wizards had a higher chance of winning. The Great Wizard was the strongest among wizards, the clan leader of the Black Witch Clan.

As the strongest entity in Xiangxi’s Black Witch Clan, his dignity was not to be challenged. Ye Tian had stormed into their lair to provoke.

"Young man, you’re far too arrogant. Do you really think no one in this world can handle you?" The Great Wizard spoke in a deep voice, resembling muffled thunder, which had a sinister aura.

"In this world, there indeed are those who can deal with me. But unfortunately, not you. Hand over the Black Evil Ghost Flute, and I can allow your Black Witch Clan to retain a trace of bloodline on Earth." Ye Tian spoke calmly, with an easy demeanor.

"The Black Evil Ghost Flute is the ultimate treasure of our Black Witch Clan. Do you think we would give it to you?" The Great Wizard laughed contemptuously; in his extensive years, he had never seen anyone so arrogant who not only demanded their clan’s ultimate treasure but did so with such righteous confidence.

"Since I’m here, whether you wish to give it or not, you will have to." Ye Tian said just as casually.

"Humph, we’ll see if you have that ability." The Great Wizard angrily struck the staff on the ground, scolding coldly.

Ye Tian stood with hands behind his back, leisurely as though the Great Wizard’s rage didn’t arise because of him.

Seeing Ye Tian’s arrogant demeanor dismissing the Black Witch Clan entirely, every member of the Black Witch Clan grew furious.

"Since you overrate your capabilities, today, I’ll let you witness what it truly means by heavens beyond heaven, and men beyond people. The Black Evil Ghost Flute is in my hands, but you’ll never obtain it because you’ll die beneath the Black Evil Ghost Flute today." Unable to hold back any longer, the Great Wizard handed his staff to an elder nearby, then pulled out a one-foot long flute from his black robe.

The flute was dark green and smooth like jade, seemingly polished through time, developing a luster. On a glance, aside from the color, the flute differed in shape compared to ordinary ones without any special traits.

Yet, what ordinary people didn’t know was that this flute was crafted from human bones, specifically those of the legendary Black Witch Immortal.

The Witch Immortal, famed to be the pinnacle of witchcraft, whose existence remains just legend, now lost to verification. The Black Evil Ghost Flute, as the ultimate treasure of the Black Witch Clan, passed down for hundreds of years, crafted from the Black Witch Immortal’s bones, naturally became the clan’s ultimate treasure, befittingly.

However, tracing its true origin would be nearly impossible, given it occurred hundreds if not thousands of years ago.

Ye Tian’s gaze landed on the Black Evil Ghost Flute, with a slight smile playing on his lips — it seemed this trip was indeed worthwhile.

The Great Wizard did not underestimate Ye Tian; otherwise, he would not have brought out the Black Evil Ghost Flute right away.

"Woo woo woo..."

The Black Evil Ghost Flute sounded, emitting a strange wailing, akin to a ghost’s cry, creating an eerie and terrifying atmosphere.

As the flute’s sound rose, wisps of black aura poured from the Black Evil Ghost Flute, representing the evil spirits trapped within.

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