Xue Jinpeng didn't seem to notice the chilling long sword at his neck. "Estate Owner Ye, as a master of mechanisms, can't you see that once this mechanism is activated, it's difficult to stop?"

Ye Yang said coldly, "If you don't stop the mechanism, this tower will be destroyed in ten breaths."

Xue Jinpeng still refused to believe Ye Yang. "Estate Owner Ye is exaggerating, isn't he?"

Ye Yang said sharply, "Li Po, take Lin Zhao and leave!"

As soon as Ye Yang's voice fell, I felt a huge crisis coming from the bottom of the tower. I immediately drew my double blades and leaped down along the edge of the Coffin Tower.

I had already calculated my landing points. As long as I paused three times, I could land next to Lin Zhao and take her away from danger.

Unexpectedly, the moment my toe touched the coffin at the first designated spot, the huge iron coffin was split in two as if it had been struck by a sharp blade, and a foul, pungent black mist spewed out from inside.

As I instinctively retreated violently, my back slammed into a coffin protruding from the wall.

I had clearly calculated the distance when I jumped; this shouldn't have happened.

That could only mean that the coffin behind me had moved on its own.

A sense of fatal crisis flashed through my mind, and two withered hands grabbed my shoulders at the same time.

At that moment, I was in mid-air, with no way to borrow strength. I knew the danger was coming, but I couldn't turn around and fight back. In that instant, I was lifted into the air by those two strange hands gripping my shoulders.

At the same time, I felt sharp fingernails pierce through my clothes from behind, hooking onto my spine.

It wanted to extract my spinal cord.

Unprecedented horror, accompanied by a chill, rose sharply from my spine, and the black mist that had erupted from the iron coffin came head-on.

Two escaped ghosts were eager to devour blood, and I naturally became their target.

Just as the two ferocious creatures were rushing towards me, Nie Xiaochun's blood umbrella suddenly floated over, opening in front of me.

I only saw the black gas rushing towards me scatter and collapse on the blood umbrella. At the same time, Nie Xiaochun took my double blades and swept them swiftly across my shoulders.

I only felt a lightness on my shoulders, and then Nie Xiaochun grabbed me around the waist and fell towards the bottom of the well.

"My back..." I was about to tell Nie Xiaochun: there's still a hand on my back.

The coffins around me exploded one after another, countless, and grotesque ghosts poured out of the coffins, swarming towards us like locusts.

At this point, there was no possibility for Nie Xiaochun and I to break through upwards. We could only fall rapidly downwards together.

From Ye Yang's perspective, the deep well was blocked by ghosts breaking out of their coffins in just a few seconds.

He could no longer see me and Nie Xiaochun's shadows from above.

At this time, Xue Jinpeng's face was also pale. "How could this happen? Could it be that all the ancestral masters of this sect were wrong?"

Ye Yang threw Xue Jinpeng aside, stepped forward, grabbed the remains of the Three-Eyed Taoist, and threw them into the deep well.

He himself followed closely behind the remains, jumping down from above. As the remains of the Three-Eyed Taoist fell rapidly, the eye in the middle of his forehead suddenly opened wide, and golden light rose from his body.

The remains of the Three-Eyed Taoist had only fallen halfway when raging flames ignited all over his body.

In the blink of an eye, the golden flames filled the entire deep well. One by one, the hideous ghosts seemed to be ignited by the golden flames, and they desperately fled towards the well opening, covered in fire.

Old Liu waved the fan in his hand, and eight ghost gods emerged side by side. Old Liu also gave a solemn order: "Knock all the ghosts that come up back down. If even one escapes, I'll hold you accountable."

How dare the eight ghost gods be negligent? They instantly formed a formation and charged down towards the well opening.

As soon as the two sides clashed, dazzling phosphorescent fire exploded in the well, and the screams of ghosts echoed endlessly.

Although the ghosts in the well were not afraid of life and death, they were blocked at the edge of the well opening by the ghost gods controlled by Old Liu, unable to advance any further.

Old Liu shook his fan, slowly turned around, and looked at Xue Jinpeng, who had gauze wrapped around half of his face. "Young Master Xue, now, shouldn't you say something?"

Xue Jinpeng said anxiously, "Master Liu, I didn't expect that the ancestral masters would have miscalculated the location of the mechanism."

"I'll summon the Guiguan Men disciples to seal the demons right away. Wait for me!"

"Here..."

Xue Jinpeng probably wanted to say: I'll have to trouble Master Liu to take care of things here.

But before he could finish, Old Liu interrupted him: "Young Master Xue can rest assured, nothing will go wrong here."

"But, Young Master should explain why the Guiguan Men's century-long plan has fallen short?"

Xue Jinpeng was stunned. "Master Liu, what are you saying? I don't understand what you mean."

Old Liu shook his fan. "It's pointless to play dumb in front of those who can see clearly."

"Since Young Master doesn't want to say it, then I'll say it for you! Young Master, see if what I say is correct?"

Old Liu turned to look at Xue Jinpeng. "From the Three-Eyed Taoist onwards, the Guiguan Men has been constantly experimenting with the secret art of how to allow fierce creatures to enter the body and fuse humans and ghosts, right?"

"At that time, the Guiguan Men should still have had the determination and feeling to protect the two realms."

Xue Jinpeng said coldly, "It's still the same now!"