"Of course I don't believe it." Sun Qiang answered for him without Mu Xiao having to reply.

"To be honest, that was indeed our initial idea. However—"

Sun Qiang smiled bitterly, "As expected, the most poisonous heart is that of a woman! That girl Yan Qing directly used explosives to blow up the only passage on the mountain wall. In the end, we had to turn around and take another route."

He didn't say anything more, but judging from their heavy losses, it was clear that they had no choice but to borrow the road.

Now, only three members of the Sun family remain, and all of them are injured.

Mu Xiao pondered for a while, then was surprised to find that one person was missing.

"Wait, where's Monk Yuanhui?" He's one of their strongest fighters. "Why can't we see him?"

"Hehe—" Sun Qiang actually laughed.

He stood up, walked to Sun Gui's side, took a broken pagoda bead from his hand, and threw it at Mu Xiao's feet.

"This thing must look very familiar to you, right? Hmm?"

Mu Xiao's heart began to pound, but he pretended to know nothing and shook his head in denial.

"Sun Qiang, what do you mean by this?"

"What do you mean?" Sun Qiang sneered. "Things have come to this point, so you don't need to pretend anymore. Monk Yuanhui is not human, and you're probably the only one who knows the truth about this, aren't you?"

He stared intently into Mu Xiao's eyes, his face filled with undisguised hatred.

"Yuan Hui, he is the one with the strange contract with you—how about it, was I right?"

As he uttered those words, Mu Xiao's face turned completely ashen.

He dropped the pretense and suddenly adopted a nonchalant attitude, exuding an indescribable air of elegance. "How did you find out?"

"How did you find out?" Sun Qiang repeated, then burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha—I've been suspicious of you ever since you accepted the invitation."

Sun Qiang stood with his hands behind his back, his expression one of indescribable coldness.

"It's not that I have precognition, but rather that you are seriously underestimating Famen Temple!"

"In this Dharma-ending Age, not a single person in the entire Xuanmen (mystical sect) has successfully cultivated spiritual energy and shed their mortal body—this is practically an open secret within the Xuanmen. However, what you don't know is—"

"The reason why Xuanmen made such a statement was simply to protect one person—Master Yijing, the only Grand Elder of Famen Temple to attain enlightenment three hundred years ago."

“Master Yijing has already seen through the Heavenly Dao. He once said that when the end of the world comes, it will also be the time when all mankind rises again. However, the time before the strange tales of the end times arrive is when he is at his weakest. Therefore, the entire Xuanmen deliberately spread this statement to protect the Master’s peace.”

"But now, the mage stands at the pinnacle of this world, and mere rules and strange tales are no match for him. The Azure Dragon Coffin Dungeon was brought here by the mage himself from the chaotic primordial world two thousand years ago."

As Sun Qiang finished speaking, he turned back to look at Mu Xiao, a hint of apprehension in his eyes.

“We only obtained the abbot’s permission to enter this place to explore after we agreed to the price of rebuilding all the golden statues at Famen Temple. — And you, you were personally designated by the abbot to be brought here.”

"So, at this point, there's no point in you still stubbornly refusing to admit it—honesty and cooperation are the only way out."

"Mu Xiao, you'd better watch yourself."

After speaking, Sun Qiang retreated to the side of the Sun family members. Mu Xiao was left alone, lost in thought, his expression shifting.

The bead on the ground suddenly flickered, but no one noticed.

In the Western Vajra Hell.

"Yue Qi, do you know what the Avici Hell is?" Yan Qing looked much weaker, but her brain was still working at a rapid pace.

Yue Qi was much better off than her; he didn't seem to be affected much at all. He thought for a moment before explaining,

"The Avici Hell in Buddhism, also known as the Avici Hell, is one of the eight sufferings and the most torturous place in hell. This is also the case in Taoist stories, where the Vajra Hell is the most painful of the nine hells."

"The Vajra Hell, also known as the Avici Hell, is named for its endless suffering. No matter what you do here, whether you try to atone for your sins or continue to live in a daze, you will not find any relief. It can be said that the Avici Hell is a place where you can enter but never leave."

"I see." Yan Qing now understood a little bit of the meaning. Just like the steps she had just climbed, everything here was designed to make you gradually despair and collapse.

Going up means death, going down means death, staying in the same place also means death. Since that's the case, what if I actively embrace death? Would things be different?

With that thought in mind, she made up her mind. However, she wasn't actually sure about it.

Yue Qi took out the Golden Water from his pocket and poured it down the throat of the unconscious Wen Jiajia, hoping to alleviate some of her stress.

When I was about to chat with Yan Qing again, I suddenly couldn't hear her voice anymore.

"Yan Qing, Yan Qing—" Suddenly, many bottles and jars appeared beside her, all of which must have contained the life-saving Golden Water.

A tremendous sense of panic swept through my body.

This was the first time Yue Qi had felt such fear; he had never felt this way in his more than twenty years of life.

"Yan Qing, come out here—come out now!"

Yue Qi's voice sounded exceptionally loud in the empty space, but Yan Qing couldn't hear it at all.

Just a minute ago, she made a bold decision.

She jumped straight down the steps.

She jumped with the conviction that she was going to die. Waiting to die on the spot was not in her nature; she would rather die struggling than stay put and miserable.

The golden water was meant for Yue Qi to save his life. She thought about it for a long time and decided that she should be the one to scout ahead.

She absolutely couldn't accept anything happening to Yue Qi. So, she'd rather take care of herself.

Strangely, even a full minute after jumping off the steps, she still felt herself suspended in mid-air, with no sign of stopping her descent.

"Looks like I'll probably be smashed into a meat patty when I land," Yan Qing said self-deprecatingly, but her hands didn't stop moving at all.

She had already opened her spare parachute as she fell. After all, scouting is one thing, but if she could survive, she wouldn't seek death.

The parachute drifted aimlessly, continuing its descent. The area Yan Qing could see gradually brightened.

This light wasn't the kind you could see clearly in daylight; it was just a hazy, indistinct light. She could vaguely discern where she was falling, seemingly facing a blue lake.

Sure enough, the next moment, her toes touched the icy lake water.

Just before entering the water, she quickly unpacked her parachute, took a deep breath, and then plummeted heavily to the bottom of the lake.