Three-year-old Evil!?
Yu Daochen's expression changed. Suddenly, the three-year-old evil figure leaped up, its sharp teeth lunging towards Yu Daochen's neck.
With quick reflexes, Yu Daochen grabbed the three-year-old evil by the neck and hurled it towards the first approaching evil spirit.
Looking at the dense swarm of evil spirits rushing towards him, Yu Daochen cursed, "Damn it, why are all these strange and bizarre ghosts appearing?"
Ghosts like the three-year-old evil were rarely encountered in the human world. They were all Netherworld-level ghosts, and most importantly, they were more difficult to deal with than ordinary Netherworld ghosts.
Yu Daochen formed a hand seal with one hand and inhaled sharply, spewing out a torrent of flames towards the charging evil spirits.
"Ah… ah… ah…"
"Ah… ah…!"
Screams echoed as some of the evil spirits at the forefront dissolved into wisps of white smoke, vanishing into the air.
The evil spirits behind them, seeing this, did not dodge but continued to surge forward in a mass.
Yu Daochen watched the evil spirits charging forward like zombies, his lips twitching. He turned and fled, muttering, "What the hell, how hungry must they be?"
Yu Daochen sprinted downhill, with the evil spirits in hot pursuit.
The more Yu Daochen ran, the more excited the evil spirits behind him became. Some female ghosts even called out.
"Little brother, why are you running so fast? Stop and let's play together."
Yu Daochen didn't look back, afraid of wasting precious escape time. He cursed, "Play with your cotton candy, motherfucker. Go look in a mirror and see what you look like."
Yu Daochen was infuriated. In the past, his fiery temper would have already smashed these things to death with a single strike of his Kang Long Halberd.
Although Yu Daochen thought this in his heart, his footwork did not falter.
At the foot of the mountain, Yu Daochen spotted several familiar figures from a distance.
Zhang Xiaoqiang and the others felt a strong surge of ghostly energy coming from the mountain and all looked up.
Before they could clearly see any figures, they heard an urgent voice.
"Get in the car, get in the car!!"
Yu Daochen was seen running towards them with large strides, his face a mixture of fear and urgency, his mouth wide open, his tongue hanging out.
If one were to describe Yu Daochen's current appearance with an animal, it would be a husky on the run.
Those who had never seen Yu Daochen before would never associate this running, handsome youth with the renowned Jiangdu Gu Ye of the martial world.
Zhang Xiaoqiang, seeing Yu Daochen's state, was about to laugh, but when he saw the dense swarm of evil spirits behind him, his expression instantly froze, and a curse escaped his lips: "Holy shit!"
Dahu and Sulai saw the scene behind them and turned to run towards the van.
Dahu was the first to jump into the driver's seat and start the engine. Sulai and Zhang Xiaoqiang also scrambled into the van.
"Gu Ye, hurry, hurry!" Zhang Xiaoqiang urged.
Yu Daochen found his mark. Still two meters away from the van, he lunged into it.
The moment Yu Daochen tumbled into the van, the vehicle instantly accelerated and sped away, not even waiting to close the doors.
Yu Daochen got up and collapsed onto a seat, then turned to look at the evil spirits that had been left behind. He was completely exhausted, panting heavily, "Damn, you've tired this young master out."
Sulai frowned and asked, "Gu Ye, what exactly happened? Why did so many evil spirits suddenly appear?"
Yu Daochen took a deep breath and recounted the entire story of Shen Tianming unsealing the seventh level of hell.
Of course, he didn't mention anything about Liu Feng.
Everyone listened, their faces filled with shock. If the seal was truly broken, countless innocent people would perish.
Sulai was also somewhat surprised, "I didn't expect the back mountain of Chang Le Sect to be the entrance to the seventh level of the Underworld's seal."
"If that's the case, the future consequences are endless," Zhang Xiaoqiang could not imagine what would happen next.
"What do we do now?" Dahu asked Yu Daochen while driving.
"Escape!" Yu Daochen's eyes were firm. "Chang Le Sect and these new martial arts talents alone cannot resist the invasion of evil spirits. There's no point in us staying."
This was not to say Yu Daochen didn't want to save the world, but it had simply exceeded their capabilities.
Helpless.
Dahu nodded and drove towards Jiangdu.
Sulai and Zhang Xiaoqiang beside him, though silent, agreed with Yu Daochen's assessment.
Everyone has desires and emotions, and everyone fears death. They were no exception. They couldn't stay to defend when they knew they were outmatched.
The van drove through the streets. The few of them looked at the surrounding buildings, all too aware of what was about to happen.
Yu Daochen murmured to himself, "This night is truly long."
At 4:30 in the morning, some rooms on the streets already had lights on. They would never imagine that a disaster was about to strike here, and their lives were nearing their end.
The next day at 6:30 PM, the van stopped in front of the Midnight Spirit Shop.
Yu Daochen got out of the van, looking exhausted. Zhou Fu followed him down.
"Brother Dahu, why don't you come in and rest for a bit? You've been driving all day," Yu Daochen said.
Dahu, in the driver's seat, waved his hand. "No need. I have to report this matter to my family immediately."