"Damn mutt, get lost!"

Qiao Yu angrily sent a punch flying at the large yellow dog, sending it tumbling to the ground with a whimper, seemingly on its last legs.

But in that brief moment, the old man and Mi Yuan had already disappeared into the inner hall.

"Damn it!"

Just as Qiao Yu was about to rush into the inner hall, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck!

His body instantly halted its forward momentum, a flash of sharp, cold light passing before him.

Cold sweat broke out on Qiao Yu's back; he had almost forgotten about Wu Chengfu, lurking in the shadows!

"Oh? Such quick reflexes?"

Wu Chengfu was also somewhat surprised by Qiao Yu's reaction. In his eyes, this kid was nothing more than a low-level mage.

"No matter, it's just a matter of one more strike."

Wu Chengfu held his katana horizontally, aiming at Qiao Yu.

Suddenly, a green vine wrapped around Wu Chengfu's hand.

Tang Lan had made her move!

"Go find Mi Yuan, I'll handle this one," Tang Lan said.

Qiao Yu nodded, then, as if struck by an idea, he grabbed the dying yellow dog and headed towards the inner hall.

The inner hall of the Dispersing Soul Ancient House was simply decorated and furnished, with a few high-backed chairs and a statue of a deity that Qiao Yu didn't recognize enshrined on the innermost wall.

The inner hall was empty; there was no sign of the old man or Mi Yuan.

He couldn't help but frown. The old man must have abducted Mi Yuan for some purpose.

Although he didn't know what the old man intended to do, he was certain that once he was done, he wouldn't let them go.

Qiao Yu began to survey the surroundings, convinced that this place couldn't be that simple.

After a brief search, Qiao Yu focused his attention on the statue in the center of the inner hall.

Although its hands were clasped together, the statue had a hideous face, a grotesque mouth with a long tongue, and blood-red eyes, its face twisted in a horrifying smile.

It was more fitting to call it a demon than a deity.

Qiao Yu reached out and ran his hand over the statue, soon finding a raised spot on its body.

Qiao Yu pressed down hard, and the corner of the wall on the right side of the inner hall began to tremble slightly. A very discreet staircase appeared before Qiao Yu.

The staircase was quite narrow, but Qiao Yu quickly noticed that there were traces of blood on the steps!

He carefully descended the stairs, following them downwards. After a while, the scene before him began to brighten.

A basement about the size of a football field appeared before Qiao Yu.

Qiao Yu crept forward, observing the scene in the dim light.

He saw the old man and Mi Yuan!

In the very center of the basement was a white bone altar, similar to the one in the courtyard.

The unconscious Mi Yuan was placed on the altar by the old man.

There were many notch-like grooves on the altar, clearly meant for draining blood.

It was hard to imagine that the confident Mi Yuan had become the old man's captive in the blink of an eye.

But it couldn't be blamed on Mi Yuan; the old man's schemes were simply too deep.

If it weren't for that yellow dog that suddenly appeared, the outcome of the fight between him and Mi Yuan would have been uncertain.

The old man had his back to Qiao Yu, fiddling with something under the altar.

Qiao Yu tried his best to restrain himself. The old man was able to fight Mi Yuan to a standstill, so he clearly wasn't someone he could deal with alone.

He took out the yellow dog he had just stowed away. The yellow dog had been cut by Mi Yuan and then punched by Qiao Yu.

At this point, the yellow dog was clearly on the verge of death, blood froth constantly bubbling out of its mouth.

"Withering Art!"

With Qiao Yu's spell, the yellow dog went straight to the afterlife, and then its body slowly stood up again.

[Common Undead: Yellow Dog]

[Level: lv21]

[Health Points: 2000/2000]

[Strength: 220]

[Defense: 158]

[Agility: 56]

Seeing that the yellow dog only had 56 agility points, Qiao Yu raised an eyebrow.

But he was relieved when he remembered that this dog was a cripple.

Under Qiao Yu's control, the yellow dog ran towards the old man.

"Oh? You're actually still alive? I thought you were a goner."

The yellow dog had only died recently, and its body still had warmth, so the old man didn't notice anything unusual.

Looking at the huge wound on the yellow dog's body that had been inflicted by Mi Yuan, the old man snorted heavily.

"Don't worry, I won't let that woman off easy."

"I won't let any of those people outside go either!"

The old man stood up and walked towards the altar. He gently pressed down on it, and the altar began to shake.

Many incantations that Qiao Yu didn't understand lit up around it. After those incantations lit up, the area around the altar suddenly darkened!

It was as if a black hole had appeared out of nowhere, devouring all the light around it.

Shadows seemed to flicker in the darkness, circling around Mi Yuan.

"Dispersing Soul Ancient House, for all time, a maiden sacrifice, offered to the evil spirits, to prolong my life, to strengthen my body!"

The old man faced the altar and shouted loudly, his voice indescribably eerie.

As his voice faded, more and more shadows gathered around the altar, some of them reaching out to touch Mi Yuan's body.

At the same time, whether it was Qiao Yu's imagination or not.

He felt that the old man's originally hunched body seemed to have straightened up a lot, and the aura around his body was slowly becoming stronger.

Qiao Yu's pupils shrank. What the hell was this old man? Sacrificing Mi Yuan could make him younger and stronger?

Qiao Yu knew that he definitely couldn't wait any longer!

With a thought, the yellow dog suddenly pounced towards the altar.

At the moment when Mi Yuan was about to be swallowed by those shadows, a yellow figure flashed past.

The yellow dog grabbed Mi Yuan's body and ran away, the shadows missing their target and beginning to fly around frantically.

"You beast, what are you doing!"

The old man roared, raising his cane and striking at the yellow dog.

Qiao Yu took Mi Yuan from the yellow dog's mouth, then activated the Voice of Van Helsing.

The hundreds of skeleton soldiers that he had secretly summoned earlier rushed towards the old man.

"Boy, you're just a beginner player, what good will it do you to go against me?"

The old man's eyes were about to pop out of their sockets; he had already seen Qiao Yu hiding behind the skeleton soldiers.

"Your dad wants to!"

Qiao Yu ran away with Mi Yuan in his arms, confident that the skeleton soldiers in a frenzy would be able to hold back the old man.

"Boy, we have no grudge against each other, why make it this way?"

"Give me that woman, and I'll find you a woman a million times more beautiful than her in the future!"

"Or do you want money? Or equipment? I'll give you whatever you want!"

The old man was anxious. He didn't expect Qiao Yu to suddenly jump out and control his yellow dog to ambush him.

"I believe you like I believe in ghosts, you nasty old man!"

Qiao Yu didn't believe the old man's nonsense at all. From the beginning, this old man had been lying to them.

"You think you can run?" The old man's resentful voice came from behind.

As soon as he finished speaking, the staircase he had come from instantly closed!

Qiao Yu was instantly paralyzed. How was this switch voice-activated?

He looked back at the old man, who had already dealt with most of the hundreds of skeleton soldiers.

The old man's eyes were full of resentment, wishing he could tear Qiao Yu apart alive.

Qiao Yu looked down at Mi Yuan's delicate face, which was tinged with paleness, and a flash of inspiration came to him.

"Sister Mi Yuan, I'm sorry!"