The entire sect is obsessed with love, but I'm the only one who's truly insane.

The coffin was completely opened, and the thousand-year-old evil spirit reappeared in the world.

The air was filled with yin energy, and the temperature dropped sharply, causing Yan Qing to shiver. It was comparable to the spiritual power of her junior uncle.

Lin Du looked at the cloud of black mist. "Senior Meng, did I say something wrong just now?"

The black mist spoke slowly, as if it hadn't spoken in a long time; its voice was rough and unpleasant, "I don't know about the existence of the Loyalty Formation, nor do I know who it is."

Lin Du raised an eyebrow in surprise. "It's alright. Senior, come with me, and the truth will come to light."

The voice, seemingly amplified by an echo buff, spoke again, like rough sandpaper scraping against one's eardrums, "You little brat, barely twenty years old, dare to scheme against me."

The black mist suddenly stirred, and a pitch-black hand encircled Lin Du's neck.

Lin Du stood motionless, feeling as if a cold snake were coiling around her neck. Her expression remained unchanged. "I'm still a child. If I don't prepare a way to save myself, am I just going to wait to die? Are you going to argue with a little kid like me?"

With the oath in place, any evil spirit that tries to harm her will naturally be harmed by the curse.

"Besides, seeing is believing. If you come with me, you will naturally know that while I may be scheming, everything I say is true."

The neck beneath my palm was so slender that I could feel the throbbing pulse and flowing blood through the skin. With just a little force, I could end this audacious little brat.

The evil spirit did not go any further.

He didn't know how far the backlash from the talisman would go, but he could already feel the resistance.

But most importantly, Lin Du was too calm, so calm that the evil spirit couldn't see any flaws. Although she used reverse psychology at the end, perhaps what she said before was true.

The evil spirit released its grip, and Lin Du, with practiced ease, lowered his head and swallowed the pill that Xia Tianwu had given him to remove the yin energy.

"Junior Uncle, how did you discover that the evil spirit in this iron coffin is Meng An?" Xia Tian asked through divine sense transmission.

Lin Du lowered her eyes and smiled. She was good at calculations and could easily calculate the energy consumption and time of a formation. Others couldn't learn it, but this time she was lucky. It was like randomly adding formulas at the end of a game and getting lucky. "This? I just guessed based on the time connection."

"There are only a few anomalies in the entire city. Since they are checkpoints, they must be interconnected. The evil aura on this thousand-year-old evil ghost is different from the resentment on Shen Yan. It is evil aura that was cultivated in the sea of ​​blood and mountains of corpses. He has such a violent personality and such great strength. He looks like a warrior who used to wield a battle axe in his previous life."

"Anyway, it seems we guessed right."

Summer: ? Who is the real brute here?

What if this evil spirit is not Meng An, but rather a force on the same side as the evil spirit, and deliberately agreed to come out only to go back on its word?

Oh, Lin Du used an oath spell.

No wonder she dared to be so reckless.

"Well then, senior, let's go. If we don't go now... your old friend might be gone without a trace."

Oh no, Lin Du regretted it as soon as he finished speaking. This person had long since vanished without a trace; now, all that remained was his soul trapped within the formation.

While Lin Du was abducting a thousand-year-old evil spirit, Yuan Ye's zither playing had reached a tense and exciting climax.

Inside the room, the three spirits fought back and forth, and Shen Yan was gradually being forced into a disadvantageous position by the evil spirits, and even his physical form slowly became ethereal.

Yuan Ye was anxious, but he didn't dare to step into the house.

A malevolent spirit that had received centuries of fervent worship, and the soul of a cultivator whose cultivation was certainly not low before death—Shen Yan's cultivation was no match for them before his death, and even after a thousand years, his yin energy was partially suppressed. Even though the spirit of the Loyalty Array would lose energy over time, he still couldn't defeat them.

Seeing that Shen Yan was getting weaker and weaker, Yuan Ye had a sudden inspiration. He stopped playing music and instead tried to play the voice of a child.

At first came laughter, then he remembered a sentence Lin Du had said when he was telling him the story of the ghost realm.

Xi Qin squeaked out, "Demon! Take this!"

Ni Jinxuan looked at Yuan Ye with a strange expression.

So this is what audio editing involves?

Unexpectedly, this seemingly nonsensical remark, which sounded like something a child might say, caused Shen Yan's soul to solidify.

Just then, the three people and the ghost finally returned to the front line of watching the drama unfold.

Yuan Ye initially turned around with delight, "Junior Uncle, you're back..."

Upon seeing the cloud of black mist, his voice immediately changed, "I was only gone for a moment, and the coffin lid can't hold up anymore?"

"No, you're not that heavy." Lin Du crossed his arms.

"Oh." Yuan Ye obediently turned his head back, then suddenly turned it back again, realizing something. "Hmm?"

"I let him out." Lin Du patted the back of his head. "You can pull him out."

Yuan Ye used his divine sense to transmit his voice, asking, "Why did you release them?"

"It's unsportsmanlike to fight two against one, so I'll have it join in to make it three against one." Lin Du laughed heartily.

Yuan Ye: ? No, this sounds even less ethical and less conducive to the situation.

The black mist entered the room without any hindrance. Inside, Shen Yan, who had finally managed to regain his strength, held a small wooden sword that had long been corroded by the evil spirit's energy and was almost rotten. The sword's aura was firm and sharp, carrying a desperate gamble of mutual destruction.

He was attacked from both sides, but he recklessly attacked instead of defending.

A powerful aura suddenly entered the room, causing the evil spirit and the array spirit to pause for a moment.

Regardless of what it was or whether it was there to completely annihilate him, Shen Yan pierced the evil spirit's body with his sword.

The evil spirit had now transformed into a normal human form, its body covered in vibrant colors, wielding a battle axe. However, its face, like the original statue, was now adorned with large fangs, wide-open eyes, and numerous decorative patterns.

The previous awe-inspiring presence that had intimidated the evil spirits was completely transformed into a ferocious and terrifying appearance. Once again pierced by the sword energy of the short wooden sword, the evil spirit felt empty at the center, and then a thin gray mist leaked out, like the green smoke from burning incense.

"Who are you?" The evil spirit turned to look at this uninvited guest who made him quite wary.

The black mist slowly transformed into a tall human figure, and then gradually solidified into the appearance of a real person.

The man had a fair, baby-faced appearance and was only the height of an ordinary man. He was not as fierce and robust as the tall clay statue of the god, and he was unarmed and looked completely intimidating.

But as soon as it appeared, the array spirit's attack on Shen Yan stopped, its eyes filled with disbelief.

"Young Master?"

"It's me, Brother Xiong. This clay statue you sculpted for me is really ugly. What's wrong? Are you deliberately getting back at me? Did you build it based on yourself?"

The man's voice was no longer as rough as when he was deliberately threatening Lin Du and testing whether she was deliberately cheating; instead, it was clear and even had a somewhat childish tone.

Mona stood there, asking, "Why, why do you have to do this?"

The spirit opened its mouth, "You...when did you get back?"

"It's been a long time," Meng An smiled. "I thought the little kid was lying to me, but it turns out it's true. You really are that naive."

Just as the spirit was about to say something, Meng An interrupted him, "But now is not the time for reminiscing. It is the duty of the Meng family to eliminate evil spirits. Let's kill this evil spirit first."

His eyebrows curved into crescents, and then a large amount of malevolent energy gathered in his hand, transforming into a giant axe, which was particularly incongruous with his handsome baby face.

The evil spirit panicked for some reason. It turned to look at the array spirit, "You are the array spirit of the loyal array that protects this statue of mine. Now that someone has destroyed this statue and wants to kill me, shouldn't you kill him?"

The spirit of the formation is set to be loyal to only one person, but now that the statue is broken, when the formation was originally set up, was it loyal to the statue... or to the ghost of Meng'an that did not exist at that time?

It is clearly not the ghost of Meng An.

But the spirit of the formation remained unmoved. "What I guard after death is the soul-gathering spell on the remains of this statue. In life, I served the young master of the Meng family, Meng An."

"A mere evil spirit formed from desire, dares to call itself a god?" Meng An smiled contemptuously, raising his axe. "Just a fake of mine."

Inside the temple, the situation suddenly changed, and it really did turn from one against two to three against one.

Yuan Ye realized that his junior uncle's three-on-one attack was definitely not the kind of three-on-one attack that normal people would understand.

What a righteous and reasonable three-on-one fight!