I gripped the blades of my twin sabers and pulled forward, the edges slicing three inches into my flesh. Fresh blood flowed down the blades, instantly painting them a sinister crimson.

"Twin Sabers Divide Yin and Yang, Taiji Slash!" I roared, as the blood-red saber wheel spun into the air, overpowering the yin wind and descending towards the opening to hell.

The invisible yin wind seemed to be torn apart by the Taiji Slash, splitting into two and sweeping towards the ground. The blood-red saber wheel was like a setting sun sinking into the river, and even though it vanished into the crack to hell, a trace of its crimson afterglow still shimmered in the sky.

This time, Lin Sihan really panicked: "Li Po, stop! We can talk."

"Talk your ass!" I slammed my hands down, and the yin wind from below immediately surged up. Rocks on the ground around the crack were blasted into the air, turning the entire room into an apocalyptic scene.

Lin Sihan finally lost her cool: "You lunatic..."

Shi Yu cursed: "I told you he was a lunatic! Don't push him into a corner! You wouldn't listen!"

Lin Sihan hissed: "Go stop him!"

"You stop him!" Shi Yu was already retreating.

Lin Sihan gnashed her teeth and roared, "Charge! You must suppress Li Po, or you'll all die!"

The ghosts in the building shrieked as they surged forward like a tide. Ye Yang's longsword transformed into a curtain of sword shadows, pressing down on the ghost tide like an iron wall. The collision sent green flames raining down, and the sword light blazed like fire, raging across the sky. Everyone's vision was blocked by the sword light and green flames, and they could only hear the screams of the ghosts and the howls of the yin wind.

At this moment, I was also in a dilemma. The Taiji Slash I had just unleashed looked fierce, but in reality, it had only penetrated about half a foot into the ground before stopping.

I didn't dare let my twin sabers truly slash into the underworld. If I did, I would surely die without a burial.

However, I had finally bluffed Lin Sihan. If I backed down now, she would immediately press me, pushing me back into the same predicament. Wouldn't that mean all my efforts would be for nothing?

Just as I didn't know what to do, a figure suddenly appeared on the wall closest to me: "Alright, you've already suppressed the people outside and successfully threatened the people inside. It's time to stop. If you want to know the secrets here, come with me."

I said in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

"I said, I'm your shiye (grand-master). Do you believe me?" The figure disappeared from the wall without waiting for my answer.

At this point, I didn't have time to doubt the other party. I quickly retracted my twin sabers and suddenly slashed at the wall. Taking advantage of the moment when the wall exploded, I rushed out.

The man was standing at the end of the corridor: "Follow me, don't go the wrong way."

I was about to lift my foot when I felt a wave of dizziness—I had already been on the verge of losing too much blood, and on top of that, I had forcibly attacked twice. It was already my limit not to faint on the spot. Not to mention having to keep up with an elusive ghost.

I leaned against the wall for support. Suddenly, Ye Yang rushed over from behind, picked me up around the waist, and carried me upside down on his shoulders, saying, "This is nothing!" Then he leaped after the ghost.

The ghost changed direction several times before leading us into a room: "Sit down! It's safe here."

Ye Yang hesitated slightly, but the other party had already said, "Even if you don't believe me, you can't leave now, can you? Since you're here, make the best of it!"

Only then did Ye Yang put me on a chair, grab my hand, and began to bandage my wounds. I calmly looked at the other party: "How should I address you?"

The ghost looked to be in his sixties, wearing a long robe and mandarin jacket. His hair was slicked back as if he had used hair wax, and his white beard was neatly combed. From his appearance, it was clear that he was a very particular person.

The other party smiled: "A name is just a code. You can call me Liu Shiye. That's what people who knew me called me back then."

Liu Shiye said: "You already know a lot of things, and there are many things you don't know. I won't waste time with pleasantries. I'll tell you directly the key to this place!"

Liu Shiye said: "The reason why this place is called Little Huangquan (Yellow Springs) is because someone is imitating the Huangquan underworld."

"There is a secret treasure hidden here that is enough to shock the heavens. I suspect that the secret treasure carries a trace of the rules of Huangquan. Therefore, people who die in the Du Jun's (warlord's) mansion will be like ghosts living in the underworld. As long as there is no order from a ghost god to kill them, they will not dissipate. That is why we can all survive."

I couldn't help but gasp: "Is that possible?"

As far as I know, the emergence of the Huangquan underworld in mythology has undergone hundreds of millions of years of evolution, and its prototype already existed in the ancient witch god era. He Haoyu wants to imitate Huangquan in less than a hundred years?

Liu Shiye laughed: "Of course, they can't completely replicate the underworld, but they can still replicate a small part of it. He Haoyu has been unable to decipher the secrets of Huangquan, which is why he is trapped here."