Wen Baiqiu's fingertips shone brightly, and the invisible spatial power twisted and fluctuated.

The paper figures in front of him suddenly became sluggish and distorted, as if they were sinking into a quagmire, and were then silently cut and torn apart.

His movements were elegant, as if he were dancing a death waltz, precisely destroying the key nodes of the blood array.

Zhan Wenzhen quickly retreated, a compass-like tool appearing in his hand at some point, and rapidly calculated: "The array's core is beneath the coffin! Northeast corner, the Kun position! Destroy that!"

Lu Jing laughed wildly, his bone whip lashing out like a living, venomous dragon of bones, whistling through the air as it struck the paper figures and the approaching ghostly servants.

Where the whip passed, bone fragments flew everywhere, and the will-o'-the-wisp was extinguished!

He deliberately slapped the faces of the paper figures, seemingly enjoying the moment their "smiles" shattered.

"This is so much fun! So much fun! Give me more, hahaha!"

Lin Xia and Bai Yang were terrified. They frantically pulled out various defensive talismans and low-level offensive items, which flashed with light as they desperately protected themselves.

But there were too many ghosts and monsters around. Bai Yang was caught off guard and a black ghost hand made of resentment emerged from the ground, grabbed his ankle, and dragged him violently toward the blood array in the center!

"Help me!" Bai Yang screamed in terror, wildly slashing with his peach wood sword, but he couldn't sever the vengeful ghost hand!

Just as he was about to be dragged into the blood array, a sharp blade flashed by!

laugh!

The ghost hand snapped off instantly!

Xiao Jin's figure flashed by like a ghost, defusing the situation with a single strike, his voice icy: "See the marriage certificate on the altar? Go, destroy it!"

Bai Yang looked over and, sure enough, saw a red and gold scroll on the altar.

But then he hesitated, because the marriage certificate was surrounded not only by a ghostly butler, but also by dozens of fierce ghosts, making it difficult for him to rush up.

However, before Bai Yang could come up with a solution, another mutation occurred!

The dark red coffin lid suddenly shook violently, and with a loud 'bang,' it was blown off.

A terrifying aura, so vast and suffocating, mixed with endless sorrow and overwhelming resentment, surged into the sky from the coffin like a tangible black and red storm!

The temperature in the entire wedding hall suddenly dropped to freezing point, and the red silk on the walls was instantly covered with a thick layer of white frost.

The paper guests and vengeful ghost servants seemed to have received tremendous nourishment, their bodies swelled up, and their attacks became even more frenzied!

Amidst the storm of black and red resentment, a figure dressed in a bright wedding gown and covered with a red veil slowly floated up—it was the ghost bride!

But at this moment, she was no longer the pitiful spirit radiating despair in the attic, but the **Lord of Vengeful Ghosts**, whose power had reached its peak after being thoroughly enraged by the evil array and the "wedding" ceremony!

"hatred!!!"

A piercing scream, exceeding the limits of human hearing and tearing at the soul, erupted from beneath the red veil, its terrifying sound waves sweeping across the entire wedding hall like a tsunami.

"Pfft!" Lin Xia was the first to be hit, blood spurted from her ears and nose instantly, her eyes widened, and she fell straight down, her life hanging in the balance.

Bai Yang screamed in agony, clutched his head and rolled over, blood flowing from his seven orifices; he had clearly suffered a severe injury.

Chu Yuan, Wen Baiqiu, Zhan Wenchen, and Lu Jing also groaned at the same time, their faces turning pale. They were severely shocked and even their hands stopped moving!

Xiao Jin was alright; he managed to withstand the impact thanks to his powerful mental strength, though he swayed slightly.

Then, she looked up and gazed ahead.

The ghost bride floated in mid-air, her red veil moving without wind, revealing a pair of "eyes" without pupils, only a patch of blood-red resentment.

She suddenly raised both hands, her ten fingernails long and black, and grabbed hard at the player below!

Boom!

The floor of the wedding hall trembled violently. Countless ghostly hands, formed from viscous black mist and blood, burst forth from the blood array and beneath the floor like a thorny forest growing in hell, frantically grabbing at everyone's ankles, as if trying to drag them into an abyss!

At the same time, the paper figures and vengeful ghost servants became even more violent, surging up like a tide!

Upon seeing this, Chu Yuan, who was already mentally prepared, twitched at the corner of his mouth and couldn't help but mutter a curse.

"Damn, even if there are rules governing the instance, this is going too far!" He dodged a paper figure guest who was trying to ambush him.

"Does this guy really want to team up with us?"

Wen Baiqiu's fingers danced wildly, as if he were controlling something. Hearing this, he looked up at Xiao Jin.

"There's no way around it, there are rules that prevent the ghost bride from openly helping us. According to the game's progress, she's not exactly breaking her promise."

"It doesn't matter, as long as the marriage certificate is destroyed." Xiao Jin looked directly at the offering table through the shadowy figures in front of her.

This world is controlled and managed by a survival game, and the Ghost Bride, as the dungeon boss, is naturally not exempt from the system's rules.

The marriage certificate is a contract that binds her.

But once the 'contract' is broken and the chains of confinement are severed, the Ghost Bride's whims will be beyond the reach of the survival game.

"Protect Zhan Wenchen! He's found the core of the formation! I'm going to destroy the marriage certificate!" Xiao Jin shouted, his long sword flashing like a whirlwind.

She severed countless ghostly hands and rushed forward, but was entangled by even more paper figures and ghostly hands halfway there!

Chu Yuan's fists were fierce, smashing the approaching paper figures to pieces, but the ghostly hands that kept emerging from his feet made it impossible for him to move an inch.

Lu Jing whipped his bone whip wildly, forming a pale defensive circle, but he was still forced to retreat continuously. The crazy smile on his face finally turned serious.

Wen Baiqiu frequently used his spatial power to distort space and deflect most of the attacks, but his face grew paler and paler, clearly indicating that he was expending a great deal of energy.

At this critical moment—

"Wang Yuqing! What are you doing?!" Chu Yuan suddenly roared!

Suddenly, Wang Yuqing emerged from the shadows, her hair disheveled, her face covered in blood, and her eyes filled with utter madness.

She held a rusty, bloodstained dagger in her hand, but the dagger secretly emitted a golden light, making it a golden artifact.

However, now is clearly not the time to praise the props, because Wang Yuqing's sudden attack was not against the ghost, but instead she screamed and rushed straight at Zhan Wenzhen's back, who was doing his best to calculate the compass!

"You're all the ones who killed Yiming! How dare you clear the game?! Die, all of you!!!"

This sudden attack from behind caught everyone off guard!

Zhan Wenchen had his back to Wang Yuqing and was completely unprepared!

"Watch out!" Wen Baiqiu shouted urgently, but the distance was too far, and the rescue was not in time!

The rusty dagger was about to pierce Zhan Wenzhen's back—

"Pfft!"

A dull thud as a sharp weapon pierced flesh!

Blood splattered everywhere!

But it's not Zhan Wenzhen's blood.

"Xiao Jin!!"

"Ah Jin!!" Wen Baiqiu's pupils contracted sharply as he looked at Xiao Jin's blood-stained left hand, and he couldn't help but exclaim in shock.