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

The fighting of truly high-level cultivators doesn't involve many tricks or routines. Meng An's combat power is far superior to that of an evil spirit that has been cultivated through incense offerings.

What's more, it's three against one.

With a single swing of his axe, Meng An unleashed the immense pressure of the thousand-year-old evil spirit, preventing the evil spirit from even raising its head. Its malevolent aura surged and surged, resembling a colossal wave crashing against the sea during a cataclysmic event.

Evil spirits are nothing more than a fragile little boat beneath a giant wave.

Even though its body had transformed into its original divine form, almost twice the height of Meng An, it still felt a sense of oppression coming from the sky.

The evil spirit also raised its axe.

boom!

The two axes clashed, and the pressure from the impact forced the five people watching the commotion at the entrance back nearly seven feet.

"The soles will wear out sooner or later." Lin Du looked at the deep black mark that had penetrated three inches into the ground in front of him, his face heavy. "Next time I'll buy thick-soled shoes, the kind with steel plates sewn inside."

Yan Qing thought it made sense, "I think it's feasible."

"Junior Uncle, are you still going to pull?" Yuan Ye was a little overwhelmed by the pressure.

Lin Du immediately replied, "No, we're the ones who are too lazy."

Yuan Ye: ? Huh?

Lin Du came to his senses and said, "It means we are too weak. The vengeful ghost Chen Yan, the evil ghost Meng An, the divine statue evil spirit, and the loyal array soul, any one of them could turn the five of us into five pieces of minced meat that we couldn't even scrape off the ground."

Do your best, listen to destiny.

She had already placed her last piece, and now she could only watch as the pieces in their correct positions battled it out on the board.

The power within this secret realm far surpasses their current level and abilities. If it weren't for the fact that the five of them had read many miscellaneous books, learned a wide range of knowledge, and had an abundance of elixirs and talismans, they probably wouldn't have lasted long enough to uncover the truth.

If it weren't for Yuan Ye's reminder, which made Lin Du realize the truth that Shen Yan was hiding, they would have been led directly into the temple and, under Shen Yan's guidance, attacked the statue, which would have been a dead end.

The four of them felt a chill, but what their junior uncle said was indeed true.

Lin Du's words were clearly heard throughout the square, and several True Persons of the Supreme Sect stood up and looked at the powerful figures on the central platform.

Just moments before, the powerful figures were marveling at Lin Du's incredible ability to use leverage against others, but in the next instant, a sense of crisis rose within them.

"How so?" Cang Li asked, clasping his hands together.

"Go and reason with them," Ju Yuan said, arms crossed.

"Let's talk it out, don't get angry," Feng Yi reminded him.

The three landed in front of the platform. Feng Yi first performed a Taoist salute, then lowered his hands and suddenly braced them on the table.

With a bang, the long table shook and half of its leg sank.

"We urge everyone to give our Supreme Sect a reasonable explanation: why is a secret realm where all the spiritual beings within far exceed the capabilities of cultivators at the Cloud Ascension Realm considered a major competition event?"

"Was it intentional? Or was it intentionally accidental?" Feng Yi raised her thin eyelids, her eyes sharp as knives.

"I, Feng Yi, here today on behalf of everyone in the Supreme Master Sect, question whether this competition is a deliberate attempt to harm our disciples. If even the referees and examiners are not fair in their pre-arranged decisions, then how can this competition represent the fairest and greatest contest in Central Continent?"

"Today I am the Supreme Sect. If the Supreme Sect falls, the Guiyuan Sect will follow! After the Guiyuan Sect, there may be six sects."

Feng Yi was only at the Huiyang Realm, far below the level of these powerful figures before her, but her words were resounding and clearly reached the ears of everyone in the various sects' seats, making the powerful figures present feel breathless.

"Young friend, please calm down. The third stage's secret realm is randomly and automatically assigned. We don't know why it was assigned to your sect's participating disciples. Perhaps it's because your disciples are too outstanding? Look, aren't you almost finished with the third stage? Other sects have only just begun their third stage."

"Is being outstanding the reason for placing them in high-risk secret realms? Do you dare say that other secret realms are as dangerous as those in our Supreme Sect? Then I have to suspect that your examiners are deliberately plotting to harm the disciples and future hope of all sects."

The sect leader of Jishi Sect spoke up, "Young friend Feng Yi is right. We will investigate and give you an explanation later. Right now, the disciples are the priority. We'll discuss everything else later. What do you think?"

Feng Yi sneered, "You're only able to reason with us few cultivators at the Huiyang Realm. But Lin Du's master is Immortal Venerable Yan Ye, and Immortal Venerable Lin Tuan inquired about Lin Du's condition before his disciple set off. If something goes wrong, what do you think those two will do?"

The number one and number two in the world—even several powerful figures couldn't withstand their wrath.

The group had already been terrified when the secret realm was being attacked, and now their foreheads were covered in sweat.

Lin Tuan can still reason, but Yan Ye... can he reason with that?

Ju Yuan and Cang Li were originally waiting for them to play the good cop and Feng Yi to play the bad cop, but before they could even play the villain, Feng Yi suddenly made his move, displaying his domineering aura and forcing the powerful figures to become submissive and only able to say nice things, crossing their arms and pretending to be followers, without saying a word.

Suddenly, a cheer erupted from the stands, and the group looked towards Shui Jing.

The fight inside the temple had reached a fever pitch.

The temple roof was smashed open, and the evil spirit was rapidly expanding, bursting through the building and transforming into a giant. It no longer used its clumsy axe and halberd, but instead used its hands and feet to deal with the attack from the three spirits.

Lin Du held Jin Xuan in his arms, and Yan Qing carried Yuan Ye. The five of them retreated as quickly as possible to avoid being affected by the expanding evil spirit.

The spirit of the formation could not leave the courtyard and could only continue close combat with its strong body, while Meng An and Shen Yan had already flown into the air.

The sword energy surged, carrying the resolute vengeful fire of a father and husband, forming a nine-star alignment of yin fire in the air, binding and imprisoning this huge and ferocious evil spirit.

The axe, imbued with powerful bloodlust, grew almost as tall as a person, cleaving the evil spirit that was unable to break free from its grasp from top to bottom.

In an instant, the enormous "statue" turned into two halves of gray smoke that were split in two and continued to dissipate, like a giant incense stick burning to its last bit, gradually becoming hazy.

The cloud of smoke quickly condensed, forming a solid gray shadow, and was about to rush into the mysterious stone.

Just then, Shen Yan reacted quickly and threw out a short object that gleamed with the luster of jade.

The thing let out a sharp hiss as it pierced through the air, then precisely penetrated the gray shadow.

With a snap, the magnolia hairpin fell to the ground and broke in two, while the gray shadow slowly dissipated into the air.

Shen Yan's hand could no longer hold onto the object. The small wooden sword passed through his hand, which was gradually becoming transparent, and fell to the ground with a thud.

Because of the yin fire, the wooden sword had completely rotted away.

The evil spirit has been destroyed, and the resentment has dissipated.

Lin Du, who had been watching the show from the sidelines, suddenly moved. She took out nine hiltless short blades, threw them out, and used her divine sense to control the nine blades to form a Netherworld Array. Then she shouted, "Senior Chen Yan, please enter the array."

Shen Yan entered the formation almost entirely with his last bit of consciousness.

A short, gleaming blade appeared between Lin Du's index and middle fingers as he stepped into the formation.

With his last ounce of consciousness, Shen Yan asked in a trembling voice, "Why, knowing that I have committed such a grave mistake, did you still use me and were willing to send me to the underworld?"

Lin Du smiled. "A promise is a promise. Besides, I'm just sending you to the underworld. Your karma and transgressions will be judged by King Yama."

Humans are so complex that they cannot be judged simply by the words "good" and "evil".

The young man in the blue robe knelt on one knee and then forcefully plunged the last short blade deep into the ground, the nine short blades connecting to form a silver-glowing array pattern.

Humans and formations unite as one, sending the ghosts to the earth.

In the blink of an eye, the slowly transparent vengeful ghost had completely disappeared into the ground.