I had already seen the Chen brothers' purpose.

They wanted to devour the ghost-god, but they didn't dare to act when the ghost-god had just escaped. They wanted to use the bronze bell to exhaust most of the ghost-god's power before daring to devour it.

As Chen Xiaobei walked towards Chen Xuedong holding the wooden box, my right hand's Soul-Chasing Cord suddenly shot out silently, wrapped around the wooden box, and flung it outwards.

The wooden box was thrown into the air by the Soul-Chasing Cord. I combined the two sabers in my hand into one, and used the "Taiji Slash" to strike the bronze bell from a distance. I myself flashed out and alternately struck Chen Xuedong with my palms.

Three different directions, three movements, completed in one go, giving Chen Xuedong no chance to react at all.

His energy was all focused on the bronze bell. By the time he saw the saber light descending, it was already too late.

As my hands struck the human bone clapper in his hand, the saber light of the Taiji Slash had already struck the center of the bronze bell.

Zi Ye, which struck the bronze bell first, got its blade stuck on the bell after penetrating half a foot. The hilt, originally connected together, suddenly separated after a violent tremor. Bai Zhou's curved saber, detached from Zi Ye, rolled up along the body of the bell.

After Bai Zhou's blade tip tapped the bell three times, the hidden force I had left on the blade suddenly exploded. The curved saber pierced into the bronze bell amidst a shower of sparks.

After suffering two heavy blows in a row, the bronze bell could no longer trap the ghost-god below. A pair of ghostly hands with fingernails like knives instantly stretched out halfway from the blade wound. With palms facing outwards, they grabbed the edges of the wound and pulled outwards with force.

The bronze bell, more than an inch thick, was torn apart from the middle by the ghost-god like a piece of paper. A pair of eyes that seemed to be soaked in blood stared straight out from the crack in the bronze bell. The murderous intent, like a blade, suppressed the entire scene. The ghosts who had just wanted to stand up were all forced to kneel on the ground.

At the moment the murderous intent struck, I pressed one palm on the human bone clapper in Chen Xuedong's right hand, and the other hand gripped the pulse gate on his left hand.

Chen Xuedong wanted to knock the clapper, but he couldn't pull his hand back no matter what. "Li Po, let go of me! When the ghost-god comes out, we'll all be finished!"

I stared at him with a half-smile and said, "If we're going to be finished, then we'll be finished together! I don't care."

"Are you crazy? If you don't let me go, I'll kill Chen Xiaobei!" Chen Xuedong roared. In the meantime, the bronze bell had been torn in half by the ghost-god. The cracked bronze bell, under the ghost-god's enormous strength, shattered the remaining blue bricks on the ruins of the bell tower, flying straight out several meters away.

The ghost-god, clad in ancient armor, stepped out from the broken walls. The chilling pressure surged like a tide. Chen Xuedong and I staggered forward under the pressure, unable to stand still.

Chen Xuedong said sharply, "Let go of me! Let me knock the clapper! There might still be a chance of survival! Hurry..."

"I won't!" The corner of my mouth turned up in a cold smile as I looked at Chen Xuedong – because in the corner of my eye, I had already seen Xu Er's corpse swaying and standing up, unfolding a wooden door not far from me.

As soon as the wooden door landed, I heard Lao Liu's voice coming from afar: "Ghost Gate welcomes guests, Yellow Springs sends souls, go—"

The space behind the wooden door was like a black hole forcibly torn open by the power of the ghost-god. At the moment the sound of the whistling yin wind came from the black hole, it was as if a storm swept through the sinkhole, rolling up the wronged souls and sending them flying towards the door.

The road to the Yellow Springs has a natural attraction for ghosts. Ghosts can move freely before they encounter the Yellow Springs node. Once they encounter the Yellow Springs node, they can't help but go up. The Yellow Springs yin wind will automatically drag them onto the road.

The ghost-god that came out of the ground didn't expect anyone to suddenly open the road to the Yellow Springs. Caught off guard, he was pulled backwards towards the wooden door by the yin wind.

Just as he grabbed the door frame with both hands, wanting to struggle outwards, Lao Liu, who was walking slowly, suddenly pulled out a fan shrouded in black mist and knocked it towards the top of the ghost-god's head.

The other party screamed and flew into the Yellow Springs Road. Lao Liu turned around in front of the wooden door, shaking his folding fan, and walked slowly towards Chen Xiaobei, who was trembling in the distance, amidst the flying lonely souls and wild ghosts.

Chen Xuedong exclaimed, "Li Po, what have you done? Do you know that two ghost-gods must come out at the same time. Without one, the other will inevitably go mad. You're going to..."

"I'm going to kill you!" I exerted force with both hands, tearing off Chen Xuedong's two wrists. As soon as he screamed, I turned my palms into fists and struck Chen Xuedong's temples with the momentum of a double wind piercing the ears.

As my fist landed, Chen Xuedong's head was instantly smashed into a sky full of phosphorescent fire. As the headless soul gradually collapsed from the neck, I also retreated out of the circle.

"Lao Liu! Go back by yourself, I'm going to save Ye Yang!" I picked up the two sabers and ran towards the cliff.

When I sensed something about Ye Yang, I felt that he shouldn't be too far away from me. I roughly estimated that if Ye Yang had come around from the back of this mountain, he should be able to cross a mountain top in a short time with his foot strength.

I suspected that Ye Yang should be on the mountaintop opposite the sinkhole.

If my estimate was correct, I would still have time to rescue Ye Yang.

As I grabbed the mountain wall with both hands and quickly climbed upwards, the sound of Ye Yang's sword energy whistling through the air also came from the top of the mountain. It seemed that I had bet correctly.

At that time, I didn't know that the ghost that Lao Liu had led away had already poured into the Two Worlds Hall in a frenzy.