Holding a lantern, guiding souls across, Lady Hou comes from the underworld.

As Ren Yao drew his jade sword, he began a magical duel with Tianji Daoist in the secret chamber.

Upon seeing this, Yan Zhengchu immediately ran out of the secret chamber.

Bai He stared at his figure, hesitating, but out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of countless ghostly hands rushing out of the cauldron beside her.

Upon seeing this, his heart skipped a beat, and he knew he had no choice but to run.

However, he had only turned around and taken two steps when he heard the wind whistling past his ears.

Then, a ghostly hand, swift as an arrow, pierced through his chest from behind.

The white crane didn't even have time to react before it died.

After he fell to the ground, a diamond-shaped mirror also fell off his body.

The mirror, covered with black talismans, trembled and began to crack. In no time, the entire mirror shattered into pieces.

Three figures quickly emerged from within.

After running out of the secret room, Yan Zhengchu couldn't help but look back once more because he was worried about Ren Yao and Ren Fengjue.

It was fine if I hadn't looked, but once I did, I was shocked.

Inside the secret room, a group of evil spirits appeared, each one strangely shaped and unusual.

He suddenly realized that Tianji's ghost-controlling technique didn't control ordinary ghosts, but most likely...

Those evil spirits that were sealed in the Fu Lou Yin Tomb!

Yan Zhengchu was shocked, and then he recalled that the Crown Prince had said in the Eastern Palace that a Taoist priest had broken the seal on the secret chamber...

He had originally suspected that if this Taoist was related to Yunhe Mountain, then perhaps it was inextricably linked to his senior brother, Tianwen.

Little did they expect that it was their own master who had committed such an evil deed.

He felt a chill run down his chest.

At this moment, the evil spirits began to rush out of the secret chamber. Yan Zhengchu immediately chanted an incantation to close the stone door, quickly bit his finger, and used his blood to draw a soul-suppressing talisman on the stone door.

But he knew the spell wouldn't last long. His immediate priority was to protect the people below the peak before the evil spirits could unleash their full power.

Thinking of this, Yan Zhengchu dared not linger and turned to leave quickly.

In his guest room at the foot of the peak, Yu Lang had just begun to drift off to sleep when he felt the house shake.

Startled, he immediately sat up and nudged Xia, who was sleeping soundly next to him.

A-Xia immediately woke up from her sleep, rubbed her eyes, and asked, "Is it dawn yet?"

Yu Lang immediately got dressed and got out of bed, saying, "Wake up, something seems to have happened."

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, the door was pushed open with a bang, and Master Yan, disheveled, stood in the doorway.

"Young Master Yu, Xia, come with me quickly!"

Seeing his solemn expression, Yu Lang knew his guess was correct; something must have happened. He quickly asked, "Where is Lord Ren?"

Yan Zhengchu didn't have time to explain: "Let's go first, I'll explain later."

The group immediately left the courtyard and gathered in the main hall of Yunhe Mountain.

Because the main hall houses a golden statue of the Yunhe Mountain Patriarch, which can ward off evil spirits, Yan Zhengchu instructed his fellow disciples to close the doors and windows tightly and work together to set up a protective yang formation around the hall.

Yu Lang hid under the statue, watching anxiously from the side. He was wide awake and finally couldn't help but start complaining to A Xia.

"Why are there ghosts everywhere I go? I thought Yunhe Mountain would be a bit quieter..."

Tired, really tired.

Ah Xia didn't dare to relax for a moment either, and replied, "To make Master Yan so nervous, it seems this is no ordinary ghost..."

"..."

After Yan Zhengchu finished setting up the formation, he had time to explain the general situation to Yu Lang.

Upon hearing this, Yu Shaoqing nearly dropped his jaw in astonishment: "You mean, your master also..."

Faced with so many clear eyes watching him, he tried hard to swallow back the words "not a good thing".

He then asked, "And what about Lord Ren? Is he still locked up in the secret room?"

"With his uncle's spirit protecting him, he's safe for now..."

Yu Lang breathed a slight sigh of relief, then thought of someone else: "What about... Miss Xia?"

Yan Zhengchu had also visited Xia Ximo's courtyard, but he hadn't seen her in the room.

Knowing her capabilities, he wasn't worried.

"She's not in the room, but it doesn't have to be..."

To everyone's surprise, Yu Shaoqing was very loyal. Without letting him finish speaking, he immediately stood up and said, "That won't do. I have to go find her..."

Master Yan grabbed him and was about to say something to calm him down when he saw a huge shadow slowly appearing on the door and window.

Something is obviously approaching...

Seeing this, Yan Zhengchu himself was unsettled. He held the jade sword in his hand and said solemnly, "Young Master Yu, the evil spirit has already come looking for us. We absolutely cannot leave now."

Judging from the shadows reflected on the doors and windows, Yu Lang could roughly guess that the evil spirit was probably even larger than the statues in the hall.

What's even more terrifying is that it seems there's more than one evil spirit...

Fear struck him to the core, and he instantly became obedient, daring not to utter another word.

Yan Zhengchu was under immense pressure, but seeing all his junior brothers by his side, as the eldest brother, he knew he couldn't show the slightest fear.

Seeing the evil spirits begin banging on the doors and windows, he took a deep breath and shouted, "You audacious fiends! Is Yunhe Mountain a place for your insolence? Aren't you afraid of being sealed away again?"

Upon hearing this, the evil spirits outside burst into unrestrained laughter, their laughter sometimes muffled, sometimes piercing, like a chaotic wind howling in from outside.

"The old Taoist priest is long dead..."

"Now, Yunhe Mountain is only left with a bunch of callow youths; what's there to fear?"

"Tonight, follow me and raze Yunhe Mountain to the ground, avenging our humiliation!"

"Hahahaha..."

……

The evil spirit howled and began to pound on the doors and windows with even greater force.

Yan Zhengchu stood at the center of the formation and shouted to his fellow disciples, "Do you still remember the incantation for the Protective Yang Formation?"

"Remember!"

"Recite along with your senior brother!"

"yes!"

As more than a dozen young Taoist priests chanted in unison, a golden light immediately enveloped the people in the formation, forming an indestructible barrier.

Therefore, no matter how hard the evil spirits tried to destroy it, the doors and windows were never broken open.

Yan Zhengchu was secretly pleased, but dared not relax his vigilance in the slightest.

Until the commotion outside suddenly ceased, and the giant shadows on the doors and windows vanished.

Upon seeing this, a junior disciple exclaimed with delight, "Senior brother, that's wonderful! The evil spirit has been scared away!"

The other junior disciples immediately stopped and cheered.

Just as Yan Zhengchu was about to remind them not to stop, he heard a loud "boom" and a terrifying impact that not only destroyed the doors, windows and formations, but also shook everyone in the hall so badly that they lost their footing.

Several ghostly figures surged in, their sinister laughter echoing incessantly.

Seeing the formation destroyed, Yan Zhengchu hurriedly protected his junior brothers behind him, but how could he possibly stop so many powerful evil spirits on his own?

Holding his jade sword, he was prepared for a desperate battle when he saw a red figure slowly approaching from outside the hall.