The light of Ye Yang’s sword flashed and disappeared in an instant, but the man’s scream echoed back from dozens of meters away.

Before I could ask about the situation outside, Ye Yang, covered in blood, pulled me up and dragged me deeper into the tunnel.

There was clearly no way forward, but Ye Yang raised his hand and plunged his sword into the wall of the tunnel.

The seemingly ordinary wall collapsed with a bang under Ye Yang's sword, revealing a space overgrown with weeds and towering execution platforms.

From my vantage point, I could see at least fifteen bluestone execution platforms, each with a stone pillar in the center.

Each pillar was bound with a hooded prisoner.

Wang Xiaohuan slapped the white lantern twice and said, "The stone pillars are connected to the top of the cave. Is this a formation?"

Hou Qing You Xin in the lantern replied, "I don't know..."

Wang Xiaohuan slapped the lantern hard. "What do you know? Is this your home or not?"

Hou Qing You Xin stammered, unable to speak. Ye Yang said, "This is the Fengshen Array (Wind God Array). However, it's not for inviting the Wind God, but for locking it."

"The perpetual rain in Yan Yu Lou (Mist and Rain Tower) isn't some divine punishment, but because someone activated a formation here."

"There should be two formations here: a Yushen Array (Rain God Array), sacrificing to the Rain God to keep Yan Yu Lou constantly raining."

"And another one, the Zhanfeng Array (Wind-Slaying Array) in front of us. It slays the Wind God, preventing any wind from rising in Yan Yu Lou."

"Wind would blow away the moisture near Yan Yu Lou."

"These two formations can be described as preserving rain and slaying wind!"

I whispered, "What does this mean? Is Yan Yu Lou just trying to make it rain?"

Wang Xiaohuan slapped the lantern again. "Speak!"

The light in the white lantern flickered a couple of times and then died down. Hou Qing You Xin's divine sense seemed too weak to answer our questions.

Ye Yang said in a low voice, "Li Po, can't you feel the aura of imperial destiny here?"

Without waiting for me to ask, Ye Yang explained, "The legends of King Zhou and Daji fleeing to the Miao region are unlikely to be true."

"At that time, the Miao region was probably the last pure land for sorcerers."

"The Investiture of the Gods War can be said to be the decisive battle between sorcerers and cultivators. The rise of cultivators and the decline of sorcery was an irreversible conclusion."

"However, the vitality of sorcery is too tenacious. Given enough time, it will rise again."

"Therefore, Heaven will abandon the world at a certain time to consume sorcery."

"This is the truth behind Tiandao Bi Yan (Heaven's Eyes Closed), the great tribulation of sorcery."

I frowned. "Where did you get this theory from?"

"My memory!" Ye Yang said, "This should be the place where King Zhou and Daji are sleeping. Releasing them, whether it's a blessing or a curse for sorcery, we can't be sure."

"Do you want to continue?"

Ye Yang was talking to me, but he was looking at Wang Xiaohuan.

Wang Xiaohuan was about to speak, but I stopped him. "Release them!"

Ye Yang looked at my face. "Releasing King Zhou might bring a great disaster. Who will bear this karma?"

"I will!" I raised my hand again. "Huanzi, Shijie (Senior Apprentice Sister), you don't need to say anything. Since we left the Liangjie Tang (Two Realms Hall), I'll be responsible for everything."

"In the Liangjie Tang, what I say goes. Even if the sky falls, I'll be the first to hold it up."

"You guys fall back!"

Ye Yang looked at me for a long time before nodding. "Alright! You have the aura of imperial destiny, perhaps you can bear this karma."

"I'll draw the karma onto you first, while I set up the formation."

Ye Yang slowly retreated towards the edge of the Zhanfeng Array, knocking pieces of rock off the wall one by one.

Ye Yang's movements were very light, obviously not wanting to disturb the Zhanfeng Array.

While Ye Yang was setting up the feng shui formation, Zhu Zining stopped another Ye Yang outside Yan Yu Lou.

That Ye Yang had just stepped into Yan Yu Lou when he was surrounded by experts from the Reincarnation Division. Zhu Zining in the center smiled slightly and said, "Marshal Ye, you've kept us waiting!"

"I thought Marshal Ye wasn't planning on coming to reinforce Li Po!"

Ye Yang drew his Cold Flame Sword without a word. Although his sword's edge was restrained, it was like lightning brewing in the clouds. When it pierced through the clouds and tore through the sky, it would shock ghosts and gods.

Zhu Zining's gaze only lingered on Ye Yang's sword for a moment before she looked up at Ye Yang's eyes. "Marshal Ye, shouldn't you be drawing your sword in anger and fighting the heroes alone right now? Why haven't you made a move yet?"

"Are you waiting for a signal from Li Po?"

"Li Po won't be sending you any more signals. He's already met 'Ye Yang,' someone who's exactly like you."

"Speaking of which, we have to thank your Coffin Gate for that person's appearance! Without Lingguan Sanren's training, there wouldn't be a Thousand-Faced Thief, Yan Sui, in this world."

"When Yan Sui wants to imitate someone, no one can see through his disguise, not even if Li Po has ghost eyes."

Zhu Zining smiled faintly, "Marshal Ye, aren't you curious about what Yan Sui is doing right now?"

"He's attracting karma and weakening Li Po's aura of destiny."

"Li Po can't bear the karma under Yan Yu Lou. Once the karma is upon him, the emperor that Lingguan Sanren painstakingly cultivated will be finished."

"However, I do have a way to save him. Would Marshal Ye like to hear it?"