Chapter 167 Coffin Gate Disciple

Ye Yang and I simultaneously reversed the flow between life and death, causing the Yin and Yang energies to begin circulating in reverse, albeit at a slower pace than before.

Mu Wenmin shrieked repeatedly, "Do it! Do it now! If we don't kill Ye Yang now, we're all going to die!"

As Mu Wenmin urged on the ghosts and gods, a blood-red coffin silently appeared on the highway that had been severed by Yin energy.

Ye Yang and I exchanged a look, our gazes hardening as we took in the coffin.

Mu Wenmin, however, was completely oblivious to the coffin that had appeared behind him.

Actually, it couldn't be blamed on Mu Wenmin's carelessness. His position was right in the center of the Feng Shui array. The Yin and Yang energies swirling around the perimeter acted as an impregnable defense, and the internal defenses were manned by Yin spirits. He was essentially under multiple layers of protection, so naturally, he wouldn't expect anyone to unexpectedly get so close.

By the time he heard the sound of the coffin lid opening, he had already been grabbed by the neck.

Mu Wenmin didn't even see who had made the move before he was incinerated into phosphorescent flames in the attacker's palm.

Ye Yang and I were both stunned for a moment, and then the man standing amidst the flames cupped his fist in salute and said, "Li Tangzhu, Jiang Junci of the Coffin Gate greets you."

Him?

Before I could react, I heard Ye Yang shout, "Withdraw the formation! Retreat outwards!"

I didn't have time to say anything to Jiang Junci. I grabbed Old Liu and Wang the Butcher and retreated from the formation as quickly as possible. Before the three of us had gotten very far, the Yin and Yang energies in the formation went berserk.

Thunderous explosions erupted one after another on both sides of the highway. Tombs in the Dragon Bay Cemetery were overturned, and the Celebrity Court mansions collapsed in swathes.

All that could be seen was rolling dust and black earth filling the sky. It was impossible to tell who was where. I pulled Old Liu and Wang the Butcher two or three hundred meters away, but the earth-shattering explosions showed no signs of stopping.

I looked at the dust-filled Dragon Bay Cemetery and couldn't help but curse, "Damn it, there isn't a single good person in the Coffin Gate."

Old Liu said awkwardly, "Master, you're mistaken! That Jiang Junci saved us."

"Although Mu Wenmin's skill in using humans in Feng Shui isn't as good as Ye Dangjia's, he still treated himself as the eye of the formation. If he hadn't died, the formation wouldn't have been broken. If we had kept going, it would have been bad for us!"

I pointed to the Dragon Bay Cemetery and said, "What's with the explosions over there?"

Old Liu was even more awkward. "This... well, it's actually your fault! The Yin Yang Grand Array was originally operating normally, but you suddenly reversed it, which is like making a river flow backward. Something unexpected was bound to happen."

So, it was my sudden reversal of the formation that caused the Yin and Yang energies to go berserk?

This was awkward!

I rubbed my nose and coughed twice. "Was I too loud just now? Jiang Junci probably didn't hear me, right?"

Wang the Butcher rolled his eyes at me. "He could definitely hear you from three *li* away."

"This is awkward!" I looked around. "I'm going to see how that guy Ye Yang is doing."

After I said that, I ran towards the Celebrity Court. When I arrived, I saw Ye Yang and the other two crawling out of the ruins, covered in dirt. I ran up to Ye Yang and extended my hand, palm up, in front of him: "Ye Yang!"

Ye Yang didn't react for a moment, and inexplicably put his hand in mine.

Lin Zhao blinked and said, "What are you guys doing?"

I turned to Lin Zhao and grinned. "Have you ever seen a trained wolfhound give its paw? Like this!"

"Get lost!" Ye Yang withdrew his hand and kicked me, but I quickly dodged to the side.

Feng Ruoxing cursed, "Do you two still have the mood to play dog paw games here? Mu Wenmin was killed again. Aren't you going to calculate how many days you have left to live?"

"This..." I counted on my fingers. "It seems like there's still more than half a year."

Feng Ruoxing was furious. "I already agreed with Jing Henyun that Liangjie Tang would get an 80% discount for handling affairs at Yuehai Tower. I'm going back now to send invitations to Teacher Xia and the others, and invite them to your funeral feast."

I spread my hands. "I don't want to either! With the stinginess of the Ancestral Master, it's impossible for him to give us lifespan if we don't complete the task. What do you think we should do?"

Old Liu said, "Isn't there a *hanba* (drought demon) under the Zanglong Temple? If we dig her out and hand her over to the Ancestral Master, maybe we can exchange it for some lifespan. But, it's probably not easy to lure out a *hanba*."

I pointed to Ye Yang: "Tomb robbing, he's good at it. If we go down there, we can get things done."

Lin Zhao shook his head. "A *hanba* is different from ordinary zombies, and is extremely ferocious. Otherwise, Mu Wenmin wouldn't have deployed eighteen ghosts and gods to deal with her. Now that all the eighteen ghosts and gods have been killed by the Yin and Yang energy surge, the few of us can't do anything to the *hanba*! But..."

Lin Zhao changed his tone and said, "There's a move that might be worth trying. I heard that *hanbas* like handsome men. If you can lure her out and get close to her, you should have an 80% chance!"

I raised my hand and gave Lin Zhao a flick on the forehead. "Nonsense! I've never heard of that."

"That's true!" Old Liu nodded. "If you don't believe me, you can ask Butcher."

Wang the Butcher also nodded and said, "That's right! If you want to lure out a *hanba*, there can't be too many people. It's best if only one person makes a move."

I immediately looked at Ye Yang.