Lin Sihan finally managed to stand up and walked towards me crying, "Li Po, can we still get out?"

"Let's try!" That was all I could say.

Lin Sihan barely reached my side. "Li Po, I can't stand still. Help me."

As I reached out to support Lin Sihan, the corridor suddenly became brightly lit.

Originally, the long-dormant library had its lights and shadows restored by the touch of our hands, but the lights added to its eerie and sinister atmosphere.

Lin Sihan's hand turned icy cold. "Why are the lights on outside?"

"Someone's back!" I pulled Lin Sihan into the hallway. "Follow me. If you see anything strange about me, run for your life!"

"Don't scare me!" Lin Sihan initially gripped my arm tightly, but after a few steps, she switched to clutching the hem of my clothes. "Li Po, do you think there are people in those rooms?"

I wasn't paying attention to the rooms, but to the direction of the main door.

Sure enough, the door we came through had turned into a brick wall.

The archives might let us in, but they wouldn't let us out so easily. Otherwise, wouldn't all those who disappeared in the archives back then have escaped by jumping out of the window?

I was sure that the four doors of the archives were still there, but they were hidden behind one of the rooms. In other words, if I wanted to get out through the main door, I had to find the right room.

Heaven knows what was hidden behind those dimly lit doors?

While I was in a dilemma, Ye Yang had already returned to the pet shop.

The moment Ye Yang stepped into the pet shop, he heard a crisp sound of glass cracking under his feet.

The fish tanks in the pet shop had all shattered, and the water, mixed with dead fish, was flowing everywhere.

As soon as Ye Yang stepped through the door, the bloody water had already covered his feet.

As Ye Yang slowly walked into the pet shop, he came face to face with the person sitting in the shop.

Even though Ye Yang clearly saw that the person was a hell guard from the underworld, he still said coldly, "I'll give you one minute to explain what happened here. Otherwise, you die."

The hell guard sneered, "Are you seeing things in the middle of the night? Can't you see who I am?"

As soon as the hell guard finished speaking, Ye Yang's sword light arrived, and he sliced off the guard's arm with one strike.

It wasn't until the severed arm hit the ground that the hell guard reacted and screamed, clutching his severed shoulder.

Ye Yang's long sword pinned the severed hand to the ground and vibrated slightly, turning the hand into phosphorescent fire.

As long as a ghost's soul wasn't completely scattered, the severed limbs could return to their original position.

Ye Yang, however, shattered one of the guard's hands without destroying his soul, terrifying him. "What kind of sword is that?"

Ye Yang remained silent and struck again, and the hell guard's other arm fell to the ground.

Ye Yang looked at the hell guard coldly with his long sword in hand, but he didn't speak again.

He had already said what needed to be said. If they didn't listen, there was only one way: death.

The hell guard's will finally collapsed. "Let's talk! Don't do it, I'll tell you everything I know."

"Someone sued you in the underworld. The plaintiff has some connection with the Zhanhun Si (Soul-Slaying Division), and they specifically asked me to bring you back. So… so I came…"

Ye Yang pointed the tip of his sword at the guard's brow. "Where are the others?"

"They were taken away!" The hell guard immediately explained after saying one sentence, "Not by me. They seem to be… they also seem to have some connection with the Zhang family."

As Ye Yang's face grew colder, the long sword vibrated slightly, instantly blasting the hell guard into a ball of phosphorescent fire.

After killing the man, Ye Yang didn't continue to investigate the whereabouts of Lao Liu and the others. Instead, he took out a package from the room, sat down at the table, and slowly began to make a white lantern.

Just as Ye Yang was about to finish the lantern, two hell guards barged in. "Are you Ye Yang? Come with us."

This time, the hell guards didn't let Ye Yang put the soul-snatching rope around his own neck. Instead, they unfolded the chains and aimed them at Ye Yang's neck.

Ye Yang said calmly, "Wait a minute, just a little longer and I'll be ready to go."

The hell guard who wanted to capture him was slightly stunned. "What are you waiting for?"

"Waiting for me to finish this lantern!" Ye Yang said, but his hands didn't stop.

The hell guard said coldly, "Stop talking nonsense. The ghosts on the road to the Yellow Springs have very bright eyes. They don't need you to carry a lantern to light the way."

As the hell guard spoke, Ye Yang had already finished the white lantern. He put the lantern on the table and said to himself, "Although it's not perfect, it's good enough. I don't have time, otherwise I would have made it more perfect."

Ye Yang looked up with a bit of regret. "I'm making a white lantern to send you on your way."

The hell guard was only slightly stunned when Ye Yang raised his hand and slammed it on the table. The dead man's lantern, which had no wick, was suddenly sent flying into the air, and a ghost cry came from inside the empty lantern.

"Burning Soul Lantern! Run!" The hell guard's face changed drastically, and he wanted to escape, but it was too late.

The powerful suction force that suddenly burst out from the whistling white lantern forcibly dragged the two ghosts into the lantern, and a dark green light ignited in the lantern.

Ye Yang turned the two hell guards into wicks.