Perhaps, Ye Yang wasn't unaware that the situation in the provincial capital was on the verge of collapse, but he didn't have the ability to travel a thousand *li* in an instant. He could only rush towards the city with the coffin.

I didn't receive a message from Nie Xiaochun because I had already sneaked into Yuehai Tower and turned off all communication devices.

What I found strange was that Feng Ruoxing had clearly informed me that the *Shu* practitioners were concentrated in Yuehai Tower. But when I entered, it was eerily silent. There wasn't even a trace of light in the entire corridor.

I didn't sense any activity until I reached the third floor – or rather, I sensed the presence of living people.

The aura behind the large door at the end of the corridor was extremely complex. Although I couldn't see what was happening behind the door, I could infer from the *renqi* at the entrance that at least twenty people were sitting silently in that room. Among those guarding the door were two top experts.

I had just tentatively moved a step towards the door when the elevator behind me suddenly opened.

The server pushing a food cart and I locked eyes. The server almost cried out. My eyes flashed with purple light, and I was instantly in front of them, covering their mouth with my hand.

I lowered my voice and said, "Who are you delivering this to?"

I was about to let go, but I pressed my hand back down. "Don't speak loudly, or you'll die."

I slowly released my right hand, but pressed my left hand against their chest, meaning to tell them: I can shatter your heart with one palm strike, so you better not try anything funny.

The person said in a trembling voice, "Delivering food to the big shots in the conference room. So many people have died these past few days, and there are no mirrors in the conference room. They're all hiding inside."

"You should get some sleep!" I suddenly pressed my palm down, and the person immediately fainted.

If I wanted to get close to Zhang Fang, I had to enter the hall first. The *Shu* practitioners inside had become startled birds, ready to be on full alert at the slightest disturbance.

The sound of the elevator opening might not be much to ordinary people, but it was enough to alert the *Shu* experts hiding behind the door.

Although I had spoken quietly while questioning the person, the amount of time that had passed was enough for an experienced *jianghu* person to deduce that something had happened outside.

If I tried to enter again, I would definitely be thoroughly investigated. Besides, I didn't have time to make a human skin mask of the server to swap identities.

I had to find another way to get in!

After a moment of contemplation, I took off my coat and draped it over the server, then pushed the food cart towards the conference room door myself. Before I even got close to the door, I felt a suppressed killing intent.

The people at the door were already prepared to attack. Although they were desperately trying to restrain their killing intent, I could still sense their presence.

I pressed my hands on the handles of the food cart and stomped my right foot slightly on the ground, sending a wisp of *zhenqi* along the ground directly towards the conference room door.

The two doors flew open upon being struck by the *zhenqi*, and several horrified figures appeared at the entrance.

I guessed that from their perspective, they would see a figure holding a food cart, standing in the pitch-black corridor, silent and unmoving, but staring intently at everyone in the room with bloodshot eyes.

"It's Li Po! Kill him!"

I don't know who shouted angrily from the crowd, but then a flurry of spirit talismans, like a blizzard whipped up by a gale, flew out from inside the door.

Seeing the talismans flying towards me, I slammed my hands down on the cart handles.

The metal food cart instantly resembled a metal ram from a historical novel, and with an deafening roar, it hurtled towards the door.

I threw myself forward, lying prone on the ground, twisting my body like a snake, and followed closely behind the cart as it charged into the hall.

At the same time, the talismans in the air exploded instantly, and thunder and fire danced wildly. The cart broke through the sky of lightning and entered the hall.

"Careful!"

"Be careful, it's a trap!"

The first "careful" was to warn their companions to dodge the cart.

The second "be careful, it's a trap" was because they saw the figure sliding along the ground.

I slithered to the edge of the door, and as I extended my arms forward, the clothes on my body came off and moved forward, twisting along the ground.

At first glance, it looked as if someone was sliding their arms, slithering through the crowd, constantly swinging their hands to strike the ankles of those around them.

The *Shu* practitioners in the room cried out in alarm and drew their weapons, lunging at the clothes and hacking them to pieces.

In just a few seconds, I had used the secret techniques of "Snake Walk" and "Snake Shedding Skin," using a piece of clothing to distract everyone's attention while I quietly slid out of the door for several meters and silently sat in the corner of the room.

Before I entered, I had seen the situation in the room. At least fifty people were gathered in the hall, but there were no lights.

In other words, all fifty people were sitting in the dark, waiting to die, and might not even be able to see each other's faces clearly.

If I found a place to sit and no one checked the number of people and identified each face one by one, I would have a chance to escape.

The next step depends on their reaction.