Ye Yang slightly raised his hand and pressed it on Butcher Wang's shoulder, "Step back!"

As Butcher Wang retreated, Ye Yang released his long sword. The sword's edge spun in the air, forming a disc that flew past the courtyard wall next to him. As the sword light spun, the frigid flames swept across the figures like a storm.

More than a dozen figures were sliced in two, and the long sword flew back into Ye Yang's hand.

That was clearly the "detached blade" technique I often used. I didn't expect Ye Yang to use it with a sword.

As the dozen or so corpses fell to the ground, others took their places, still beckoning to Ye Yang, "I told you, you can't get out."

As the Ghost Gate Welcomes Guests appeared again, Ye Yang's ears twitched slightly. He heard the sound of water churning.

Although Ye Yang couldn't see what was happening in the courtyard, he could imagine that the well in the middle of the yard was boiling, constantly churning with bubbles.

Ye Yang's guess was confirmed!

When he obtained the map of Huangquan Mouth, he discovered that Huangquan Mouth was located above Mo Village. In other words, the streams and rivers of Huangquan Mouth could flow directly into Mo Village.

On the surface, Huangquan Mouth didn't have any streams flowing down the mountain. Who could guarantee that there weren't any underground rivers beneath Huangquan Mouth?

Since Zhi Nan was sealed in Huangquan Mouth, how was she able to kill people in Mo Village time and time again?

The sorcerers of Paper Doll Village had always insisted that Zhi Nan lured people into Huangquan Mouth and then turned them into puppets to send back to Mo Village. Ye Yang didn't think so. He speculated that Zhi Nan had already entered Mo Village and was beneath the Mo family's mansion.

However, the seal on her body hadn't been lifted, which was why she couldn't leave.

Ye Yang's slight probing had revealed Zhi Nan's location.

Ye Yang's toes sank slightly into the ground, leaving a footprint.

While others didn't notice Ye Yang's actions, Butcher Wang keenly sensed them. Ye Yang was trying to set up a feng shui formation.

Butcher Wang subtly blocked Ye Yang, but Ye Yang spoke at this moment, "Friends of the Cangyu Sect, how about coming out for a chat?"

Ye Yang didn't care if anyone came out to talk to him and said to himself, "My goal is clear: to break into Paper Doll Village. If the Cangyu Sect can help me, I have a way to strengthen the seal."

"If Zhi Nan can help me, I can draw upon the Yellow Springs and release her from her imprisonment."

"In short, whoever can help me, I will help them!"

As Butcher Wang turned back to look at Ye Yang in astonishment, he saw Ye Yang's gaze fixed on the distant wall.

Sure enough, a cold laugh came from where Ye Yang was looking, "The younger generation of the martial world is becoming increasingly arrogant. You think too highly of yourself. Don't think that just because you're a junior in the art of divination, even the head of a divination sect isn't qualified to sit on equal footing with our sect."

"The matters in Mo Village were brought on by yourselves. Take care of them, and then get out."

Ye Yang gently moved his foot outward, creating another footprint on the ground.

The person speaking obviously noticed Ye Yang's actions, but he couldn't figure out what Ye Yang was doing, so he could only probe, "Junior, didn't you hear what I said?"

Ye Yang ignored him and took another step outward.

This time, the person couldn't restrain himself, "Junior, what are you doing?"

"Ghost Step Guides the Yellow Springs! Open!" Ye Yang shouted, his voice like a dragon's roar. The sonic waves generated by his internal energy were like mountain-splitting axes, slashing horizontally towards both sides of the road.

As the smoke and dust from the collapsing courtyard walls billowed upward, three water columns burst forth from Ye Yang's footprints, shooting into the sky. The chilling yin energy spread out with the water flow.

In a short time, the drifting yin energy formed a Yellow Springs mist in the middle of the courtyard. The ghosts that were drawn into the mist instantly turned into vengeful spirits, their wails shaking the heavens.

The three water columns, like mad pythons twisting and turning, continuously drew the Yellow Springs energy towards the ground, driving the ghosts to continue their frenzy. Ye Yang, however, retreated step by step towards the Mo family mansion with a cold smile.

The envoy from the Cangyu Sect shouted sternly, "Junior, what do you want to do? You can't bear the consequences of releasing the ghosts and gods."

Ye Yang ignored the other party's threat and flashed into the Mo family mansion, "Zhi Nan, I'll say it one last time, right now, the only person who can release you is me."

"This mansion actually hides four stone locks. The art of unlocking them is in my hands. If you want to come out, you must agree to my conditions."

Zhi Nan's voice sounded again, "Who are you?"

"Ye from the North!" Ye Yang made a hand gesture, "If you recognize this gesture, you'll know who I am."

"North has a leaf that shields a thousand suns?" As a ghost god, Zhi Nan couldn't help but gasp, "Are you related to Ye Qianyang?"

Ye Yang said in a deep voice, "You don't need to worry about that. You just need to know that anything he can do, I can do as well."

After a few moments of silence, Zhi Nan said, "I can't agree to your conditions! I must find the secret art of living humans. However, I can help you rescue your companions. This is my greatest concession."

Before Ye Yang could speak, Zhi Nan continued, "You've already offended the Cangyu Sect. If you don't back down, you can only continue to drag this out. Can your companions last that long?"