In the depths of the dungeon, Yan Shouyi and the others advanced cautiously.
During their previous visit to the dungeon, Yan Shouyi had sensed the tight security, with Dragon Tiger Mountain disciples guarding almost every intersection.
It was the same now.
However, all these Dragon Tiger Mountain disciples lay in pools of blood, their deaths gruesome.
"I've checked. They were all either had their throats slit or their necks snapped. It looks like the work of Lu Kui and Jiang Cheng'an."
Luo Ning sighed after examining a corpse and stood up.
Liu Yiren, feeling a pang of sympathy, stepped forward to close the eyes of the tragically deceased Dragon Tiger Mountain disciple. Though she knew in her heart that the disciple could not rest in peace at this moment.
"Old Wang, what about those people in the dungeon?" Yan Shouyi asked.
Wang Jizhang emerged from a dungeon cell and shook his head. "All the cells along the way have been destroyed. Either they are empty, or only a corpse remains. I suspect... Kang Jinlong and the others, after entering the dungeon, demanded that these incarcerated individuals cooperate with them. Anyone who refused was killed."
"Indeed, as we've walked along, we can clearly feel that there are more tracks on the ground," Liu Yiren said.
Yan Shouyi stated gravely, "Kang Jinlong and his group killed their way through. Their speed should be much slower than ours. We should catch up to them soon."
Long Feicheng coughed twice. "Perhaps we should slow down a bit?"
Luo Ning sneered, "We can afford to wait, but can that descendant of the Nuo Opera family wait!"
"Ahem, I was just thinking of leaving more time for Ah Gong and the others, I..."
As Long Feicheng was about to retort, Liu Yiren suddenly raised her hand, signaling everyone to be quiet.
Yan Shouyi looked at Liu Yiren, his eyes questioning.
Liu Yiren whispered, "Someone is coming!"
Everyone immediately found corners to hide in.
The dungeon was already dim and the terrain complicated. Furthermore, due to Kang Jinlong and his group's intrusion, it had become a mess. If a living person were hiding in a corner, they might not be found without a careful look.
Just as they hid, a person appeared stumbling at the end of the corridor.
The person was covered in blood and in a sorry state. He tripped and fell after only a few steps. However, it was as if something terrifying was chasing him, preventing him from pausing even for a moment.
At the end of the corridor, a pair of pale arms slowly extended, followed by the appearance of a ghostly figure!
It was a fierce ghost!
The fierce ghost crawled on all fours, its limbs exaggeratedly long, resembling a giant spider!
Its hair was dishevelled, its skin grey, with prominent red veins. Its mouth continuously opened and closed, the upper and lower rows of teeth clashing, making a "gek gek gek" sound!
An ordinary person seeing such a sight would likely be frozen in fear.
But what was even more terrifying was yet to come!
After the fierce ghost crawled out, more fierce ghosts followed behind it. Some clung to the walls, while others even hung upside down from the ceiling. Their mournful laughter echoed from their mouths, creating a horrifying scene!
All the fierce ghosts pursued their target at an extremely high speed!
"Help! Help me!"
The person was petrified with fear, his speed far inferior to that of the pursuing fierce ghosts!
In the blink of an eye, the foremost fierce ghost pounced on the person, their faces coming into close contact!
Yan Shouyi observed from the shadows, intending to understand the situation before acting. However, upon clearly seeing the person's appearance, his expression changed drastically.
Just as he was about to act, he saw the person take out a Taoist talisman and place it on the fierce ghost.
The fierce ghost immediately burst into flames, its soul scattering in painful agony!
However, after killing this one fierce ghost, there were still over a dozen more!
"Act!"
Just as the person was despairing, Yan Shouyi rushed out, blocking him!
"Heavenly thunder rumbles, divine thunder roars. Dragon thunder surges, water thunder billows. Earth's command thunder fire, lightning traverses. Divine might unleashed, evil spirits extinguished. Ordered by the Supreme Emperor, execute with haste!"
"Five Thunders Orthodox Method!"
The narrow corridor of the dungeon instantly flashed with powerful lightning on the ground. All the fierce ghosts in this corridor were instantly struck by the Five Thunders Orthodox Method, becoming charred inside and out. The slightly weaker ones had their souls scattered on the spot, while the stronger ones fell to the ground, twitching!
"Five Thunders Orthodox Method!"
Liu Yiren also stepped forward, using the same technique for another cleansing!
The remaining few fierce ghosts were easily dealt with by Wang Jizhang, who rushed out, all killed by his blade!
Though these fierce ghosts were powerful, they were no match for Yan Shouyi and the others. In just a few breaths, they were annihilated.
The rescued person was overjoyed. He knelt and crawled towards Yan Shouyi, about to express his gratitude. But upon seeing Yan Shouyi's face, he couldn't help but be stunned, "You?! Is that you?!"
Yan Shouyi turned around, staring at the person, and asked coldly, "I never expected to meet you here."
Luo Ning, by the faint light, saw the person's face clearly and her pupils contracted sharply.
"Uncle... Uncle?! This is impossible...!!!"
The person being chased by the fierce ghosts looked exactly like Luo Ning's deceased uncle, Zhong Qi!
Luo Ning had personally witnessed Zhong Qi die in Ping'an Building!
Yan Shouyi stopped Luo Ning and said coldly, "He's probably not your uncle, but rather the later Principal Zhong."
Luo Ning immediately sobered up, her gaze turning cold. "Who exactly are you?"
Luo Ning had secretly investigated Principal Zhong before, but had found no results. This Principal Zhong not only looked exactly like her uncle, but his name was also the same. Although she hadn't found anything conclusive, Luo Ning believed his identity was definitely not simple!
Principal Zhong, seeing an acquaintance, his prior gratitude vanished, and his expression became somewhat awkward. "My identity... well... let me think..."
Long Feicheng directly placed the Caiwei Sword at Principal Zhong's neck. "Let you think, or let you make excuses?"
"Cough, cough, young Long, calm down. On the account that I was once your leader, can you take the sword away first?" Principal Zhong said nervously. "I know your kidneys aren't great, I'm afraid your hand might shake..."
"Damn it, you're asking for death!" Long Feicheng was so angry he almost really did shake his hand.
Yan Shouyi said coldly, "Since he doesn't want to explain, we don't have time to listen to his nonsense. Young Long, strike."
Long Feicheng had never killed anyone. To this day, he hadn't even dared to kill a chicken, yet Yan Shouyi was now telling him to kill someone.
After a brief daze, Long Feicheng understood that Yan Shouyi wanted him to scare Principal Zhong.
So, he put on a malicious smile and said, "This guy is trying to fool us. Killing him directly is too easy. How about this, you guys go first, I'll sever his hamstring and thigh tendons, then cut off his little ding-ding, and then..."
"You... you're too cruel!" Principal Zhong cried out. "I've just escaped from the tiger's den and fallen into the wolf's lair. Why is my life so bitter!"
"Then tell the truth, who exactly are you!" Long Feicheng shouted.
Principal Zhong, seeing no chance of escape, could only pull up his pants, revealing his leg shackles, and said miserably, "I am a Hua Pi Ren..."