The ghosts and gods beneath Tower City wouldn't give me much time to consider anything. I could only take it one step at a time.

That day, for the first time, I felt helpless against ghosts and gods.

As I supported Jiang Jiuyuan forward, she would take a few steps and stop, pressing her ear against the wall to listen for any movement.

Curious, I asked, "What are you doing?"

"I'm studying this underground palace!" Jiang Jiuyuan said, picking a piece of yellow earth from the wall.

"Look, the yellow earth here hasn't undergone any special treatment. But the room where the corpses were hanging had walls made of bluestone."

"This shows that the original design of Tower City wasn't a complete underground palace, but independent ancient towers."

"Someone excavated tunnels on a large scale here, connecting the ancient towers to form the current underground palace."

"Look closely. The people who excavated the tunnels used techniques from the tomb-robbing world, but they used modern machinery. The only ones who would dare to excavate tunnels so openly are the Reincarnation Department."

It was reasonable for Jiang Jiuyuan to make such a judgment.

After all, tomb robbers were engaged in shady business and still used traditional methods. Using large machinery meant they weren't afraid of being discovered.

In the entire sorcerer world, only the Reincarnation Department could do that.

I frowned. "I think I understand now. What a Reincarnation Department, trying to kill two birds with one stone! Let's go!"

Jiang Jiuyuan held my arm and asked, "Aren't you going to take another look?"

"No need!" I said coldly, "The people from the Reincarnation Department are either ghosts or gods' victims, or they're waiting to watch the show."

"No wonder Ye Yang suddenly flipped the table! He was reminding me that there were still sorcerers in Tower City."

"I thought that Feng Ruoxing and the others were in danger, which angered Ye Yang and made him go crazy. I was careless!"

As I spoke, I simply hoisted Jiang Jiuyuan onto my shoulders and strode towards the depths of the tunnel.

Jiang Jiuyuan was startled by my actions. "Hall Master, what are you doing? Put me down quickly."

"Shut up!" I slapped a healing pill into Jiang Jiuyuan's mouth. "Heal yourself for now. If you can slip away later, do it quickly. Don't stay here and cause us trouble."

Jiang Jiuyuan fell silent, and I quickened my pace. Before long, I arrived at the center of the underground palace.

The first thing I saw was bones scattered everywhere and broken magical artifacts.

Hundreds of sorcerers died here back then. Many weapons still had a faint, chilling light flowing on them. It was clear that the people who fought their way here back then were all top experts.

As I looked past the piles of bones, I saw a coffin carved from a whole piece of rock.

At this moment, the lid of the stone coffin had been overturned on the ground, leaving only a stone coffin like a pool standing amidst the corpses.

Although I was still some distance away from the stone coffin, I could clearly see the rippling crimson liquid inside and smell the bloody scent emanating from it.

I said in a deep voice, "Friend, I didn't come here to see the coffin. I want to see my friends. Where are they?"

As I spoke, the killing intent within me surged.

I was indeed no match for the ghosts and gods of the two realms, but if I risked my life, I might be able to bite off a piece of them.

If anything happened to anyone in the Liangjie Hall, I would give them some interest, even if it meant never being reincarnated.

As my killing intent rose, the blood in the stone coffin began to shake violently.

As countless blood beads jumped wildly in the coffin, the woman who had led me here ran out in a panic and knelt directly in front of the stone coffin. "Master, please calm your anger. Xiao Lian will take care of things here soon. Please wait a moment."

A cold female voice came from the stone coffin: "I'll only give you half an hour. If you don't handle it well, you'll die with them."

"When I, Shen Youyou, speak, I always mean what I say."

Xiao Lian knelt in front of the coffin, trembling. The person in the stone coffin didn't speak again.

It took Xiao Lian a long time to stand up, and she pointed to the wall. "The people you want are over there."

As I looked in the direction Xiao Lian was pointing, the stone skin on the wall crumbled, revealing three prison cells hidden behind.

Feng Ruoxing and Wang Xiaohuan were sitting in the corner of the first prison cell. Although there were no obvious wounds on their bodies, their auras were very weak.

In the second prison cell were Ye Yang and Chen Shuyu. Half of Ye Yang's clothes were stained red with blood. Chen Shuyu leaned against Ye Yang, and blood dripped from the wound she was covering with her hand.

Lin Zhao and Xiao Qi were imprisoned in the third prison cell. Strangely, there were two more people beside them.

The first thing I saw was a mountain of flesh, a fat man who was sizing me up with his sesame-sized eyes.

The other was an ordinary-looking middle-aged man who was hard to remember, but he nodded slightly at me.

My gaze returned to Xiao Lian. "First, get rid of the extra things on them, then release them, and I will naturally detoxify you."

Xiao Lian said in a deep voice, "You keep talking about sincerity, but I don't see any sincerity from you. Do you know the consequences of playing with ghosts and gods?"