"Friend, is this kind of game really necessary?" I asked, looking coldly at Jia Yixiao.

Jia Yixiao was slightly stunned. "What does Hall Master Li mean? I don't understand!"

"Very well!" I gave Jia Yixiao a thumbs up and said, "Let's go," then turned and dashed down the mine shaft.

As I moved, Lin Zhao and the others followed closely. As our group of five passed the Yang Jian Jie Ming Ren, we all reached out, grabbed their clothes, and flung them behind us.

The three Jie Ming Ren were all thrown towards the stone gate. Wang Xiaohuan suddenly released a white lantern, and as its eerie light pushed upwards along the stone gate, I began to chant a segment of Wu Wen (shamanic incantation).

Jia Yixiao panicked. "Hall Master Li, this is a misunderstanding! Let me explain..."

The Wu Wen I was chanting was the same one that Ye Yang had recited earlier, except I was reciting it in reverse.

Did Jia Yixiao and Hua Wuxin think that once I reached the Shibu Dao (Ten Steps of Death), I would be helpless and at their mercy?

They were dead wrong.

The fact that I dared to walk towards the Shibu Dao proved that I was confident in my ability to get through it.

From Ye Yang setting up the formation and guiding the wandering souls, to him entering the mine shaft first, it was all a pre-arranged act.

Otherwise, how would I have known there was a key under the stone gate? How would I have known there was a double key lock hidden here?

When Ye Yang chanted the Wu Wen, he had already begun using shamanic arts to transmit it to me, forcing me to memorize it.

Both Ye Yang and I had received the inheritance of the Wu (shaman) sect. Although I didn't know what that segment of Wu Wen meant, that didn't stop me from memorizing it.

The biggest characteristic of the Wu sect inheritance was that it had no written texts, relying entirely on oral transmission between master and disciple. Sometimes, to make things easier, the previous generation of shamans would simply implant the secret spells of the Wu sect into the inheritor's consciousness, allowing them to slowly digest it in the days to come.

That was the method Ye Yang had used to make me memorize the Wu Wen just now.

Ye Yang's correct chanting of the Wu Wen opened the Shibu Dao; my reverse chanting of the Wu curse was equivalent to closing the door.

I looked at Jia Yixiao with a cold smile, while stepping backwards.

Jia Yixiao seemed to have realized my intention and shouted urgently, "Quick, destroy those two skeletons!"

More than a dozen Jie Ming Ren swarmed towards both sides of the stone gate, simultaneously launching their blades, swords, and spirit talismans at the pit.

Before their attacks could fully launch, everyone who had approached the stone pillars froze.

The next moment, more than a dozen people simultaneously reached out, pressed their hands on the pillars, and, working together, began to rotate the two pillars counterclockwise.

The sudden change in the situation surprised not only Jia Yixiao but even me.

A moment later, the smile on my face deepened, while Jia Yixiao panicked. "Attack! Kill them! They can't be allowed to close the gate!"

"Stop Li Po, shut his mouth."

I watched as several Jie Ming Ren knelt down, raised their crossbows, and aimed at my vital points. I simply walked a few steps forward, pushed aside Butcher Wang, who was blocking me, and faced the incoming arrows with a cold smile.

I knew that Jia Yixiao wouldn't dare to kill me. If I died, they wouldn't be able to advance another step.

As expected, the Jie Ming Ren all looked at Jia Yixiao. In his rage, he kicked all the archers to the ground. "Who told you to use arrows?"

"Hall Master Li, let's talk this over calmly. This isn't good for anyone!"

I continued chanting without stopping, looked coldly at Jia Yixiao, and raised a hand to him, curling my fingers inward as if beckoning him to come over and talk.

Jia Yixiao didn't dare to come forward. He turned to look at both sides of the stone gate. The Jie Ming Ren who had caught up from behind didn't care about the lives of their companions and slashed down at them with their blades.

The sounds of steel blades cutting through human flesh echoed through the mine, and blood splattered everywhere. Some people had their arms severed by their companions, and they fell to the ground, still clinging to the pillars with their hands.

No one had expected that the stone pillars, stained red with blood, would continue to rotate even without external force, until the bottom of the pillars emitted a cracking sound, and then the two pillars finally stopped moving.

The distance between Jia Yixiao and me was just over ten steps. These ten steps were like a trench blocking Jia Yixiao for me, but like an insurmountable chasm for him. Dafeng Novel

I looked up at Jia Yixiao. "Commander Jia, I'll see you around! Oh, and I advise you not to bother with this door. If you don't have a great shaman who understands ancient Wu Wen, anyone who enters will die. It's not worth wasting so many people!"

"Wouldn't it be better to do something useful with that free time?"

I retreated step by step towards the bend in the tunnel, sneering.

Jia Yixiao was so anxious that he stamped his feet repeatedly. "Hall Master Li, let's talk... don't go!"

I said in a deep voice, "Badger, seal the road!"

With a slight movement of Wang Xiaohuan's hand seals, the cold light on the white lamp surged violently, the intense light blinding people.

While Jia Yixiao and the others were subconsciously shielding their eyes from the light, I moved and stood in the shadows at the corner of the mine.

At the same time, a hand stretched out from a crack in the wall of the mine.