Yu Daochen completely ignored the person, instead looking around.
Finally, he ran towards a ward.
The disciple looked bewildered, wondering if Master Yu had something urgent.
Yu Daochen pulled open the tent and saw countless wounded inside, with cries of agony filling the air.
He walked forward but did not find Su Lai.
Yu Daochen grew more worried, turned, and went to another ward to search.
After searching three tents, he still couldn't find that guy Su Lai.
Looking at the largest tent, Yu Daochen finally realized.
He could just ask the leader of the Yin-Yang Master Li family.
Yu Daochen strode to the tent entrance, reached out, and pulled open the curtain: "Who among you is..."
Before he finished speaking, the scene before him was truly unbearable to behold.
Su Lai was sitting on a chair, bare-chested, while Li Mumu leaned on his arm, their lips almost touching.
Seeing someone suddenly enter, the two instantly separated.
Li Mumu was slightly annoyed and turned her head: "Didn't I say..."
Upon seeing it was Yu Daochen, the words stopped abruptly.
Su Lai also looked over and saw the person was Yu Daochen, who looked full of anxiety.
"Master Yu, why are you here?"
Yu Daochen's face turned ashen, and he couldn't help but curse: "Damn it, I was worried you were dead, and you're here... here... damn it!"
Su Lai quickly explained: "Master Yu, don't misunderstand, Mumu is healing me."
"Healing?"
Yu Daochen looked at Su Lai and saw that his chest was indeed bandaged.
Seeing that he was genuinely injured, Yu Daochen walked over. He noticed Su Lai's face was flushed, clearly showing signs of contentment, not the pale complexion of someone injured.
He was injured, but not seriously!
Yu Daochen said unhappily: "Where's your phone, you brat?"
Su Lai patted his pocket and realized his phone was no longer there. He suddenly understood: "No wonder I haven't heard my phone ring for so long, it turns out my phone isn't here."
Yu Daochen was speechless. Had this guy gone stupid from falling in love? He said unhappily: "I thought you were dead, and I rushed over here in a panic."
Su Lai chuckled and teased: "So Master Yu is that worried about me."
"Get lost, you brat. Hurry and find me a phone," Yu Daochen cursed.
"Okay."
Su Lai nodded and got straight to the point: "Master Yu, what's the situation now?"
Yu Daochen took out his cigarette case. Both men put cigarettes in their mouths before he spoke: "The entrance to the fifty-eighth layer of hell isn't a big problem. Based on the current situation, it should be defensible, and no issues have arisen. The only thing to worry about now is the eleventh layer."
Su Lai's expression also turned solemn. He said: "The eleventh layer, based on the current situation, seems a bit precarious."
Yu Daochen didn't speak, but he agreed with Su Lai's assessment.
The current north corner was guarded by Ge Zhou and Chen Guojun, so it should be defensible.
But the other corners were hard to say.
Wanfo Temple was also struggling alone. Not only did they have to defend their own position, but they also had to send people to support the positions guarded by other sects, and finally, they had to shrink the encirclement.
The pressure was immense.
Yu Daochen took out two small bottles from his pocket and handed them over: "These are Gu Consumption Pills, take them."
Then he described the effects of the Gu Consumption Pills.
Hearing this, Su Lai was slightly surprised: "Master Yu, you can get such treasures?"
Yu Daochen's lips curved upwards, and he became proud: "Who am I? What can Yu Daochen want that he can't get?"
Su Lai was speechless, while Li Mumu beside him smiled awkwardly.
Seeing that the guy was fine and the Gu Consumption Pills had been delivered, Yu Daochen felt relieved.
"Alright, I should be going now." Yu Daochen got up and prepared to leave.
Su Lai looked confused: "Weren't you worried about me? Don't you care anymore?"
Up to now, no sect had fled without a fight, so Master Yu's mission should have been completed.
"Screw you."
Yu Daochen cursed unhappily, his expression turning serious, and retorted: "Old Su, don't you find something amiss?"
"What's amiss?" Su Lai was completely bewildered, not understanding what Master Yu meant.
Li Mumu, who was beside them, reacted quickly and asked: "Master Yu, are you talking about the Divine Religion?"
Li Mumu was the young lady of a prominent family of Yin-Yang Masters.
When it came to vision and schemes, Su Lai was certainly no match for her.
"Divine Religion?"
Su Lai suddenly realized: "That's right, I haven't seen a single apostle of the Divine Religion yet."
Yu Daochen was speechless.
This guy's reaction was too slow.
Su Lai's expression turned solemn: "Master Yu, you mean the Divine Religion might have another scheme?"
Yu Daochen nodded: "Exactly. Although I'm not sure, Shen Fengqing hasn't appeared yet. I suspect he might be targeting the second layer of hell."
As soon as he said this, the three of them looked at each other, falling into silence.
Yu Daochen continued: "However, fortunately, I haven't received any news of the Divine Religion attacking."
Zhou Fu was reliable; Yu Daochen was confident about that.
But the calmer it was, the more worried he became.
After chatting briefly with Su Lai, Yu Daochen immediately set off for the entrance to the second layer of hell.
Yu Daochen reached the tent entrance, suddenly thought of something, stopped, looked back at Su Lai, and smiled: "Don't die."
Su Lai smiled faintly: "Don't worry, I won't die."
Yu Daochen smiled knowingly and immediately drove to the entrance of the second layer of hell.
Late at night.
At the school.
Zhou Fu stood on the rooftop, gazing at the pitch-black village, feeling a sense of emotion.
Is this the true face of nature?
Ordinary people within a hundred-mile radius had all been evacuated by the government.
It could be said that all that remained here were the twenty people from the Supernatural Bureau sent to cooperate and the twenty disciples from the Yanhuo Sect.
At this moment, a disciple from the Yanhuo Sect suddenly came to the rooftop, looked at Zhou Fu, and smiled: "Senior Brother, you've been on guard for a day and a night, go get some sleep."
Zhou Fu shook his head, worried: "The entrances to the other three layers of hell have already been opened, but we haven't found any trace of the Divine Religion here. The quieter it is, the more uneasy I feel."
At this moment, Zhou Fu already possessed the demeanor of Yu Daochen handling matters independently.
His words and actions were no longer those of the green young man from back then.
Seeing his senior brother's serious expression, the disciple could only shake his head helplessly and smile: "Senior Brother, you're worrying unnecessarily. This is just the second layer of hell; the Divine Religion might not even care about it."
Zhou Fu shook his head, his tone serious: "No, now neither the Supernatural Bureau nor the various sects can spare extra manpower. If the second layer of hell is truly opened, then it will be up to us forty people to stop the escaping evil spirits."