"Come in."

A helpless voice rang out, and then the wind swept past Lin Feng's figure, taking him into another world.

A child with long blue hair was quietly waiting for him with Di Yu, Zhan Xiangwei, and others, while Yan Zhenqing was unconscious and floating to one side.

"Laojun?" Lin Feng stopped his transformation, straightened himself up slightly, and then looked at the others: "Nezha, Wuxian."

These three are all experts in Luo Xiaohei's world, and... none of them are weaker than him.

Seeing that Lin Feng recognized them, Lao Jun sighed. If it weren't for that, Lin Feng wouldn't have stayed here for so long: "Alas, it seems that your purpose is to get us to save him."

"What a nuisance! None of these participants are innocent!" Nezha cursed under his breath.

Lao Jun said calmly, "If you kill him, those people will look for you in this area. As long as you continue to appear in the vicinity, they will definitely suspect us... So, what exactly do you want to do?"

"Look." Lin Feng gestured to Zhan Xiangwei: "I heard you help soul beasts, so I brought them here to find you, but we just can't find the entrance."

After saying that, Lin Feng clapped his hands: "Alright, now that the person has been brought in, I should leave. Let me out, okay? Oh, and... should I take him with me?"

Pointing to the unconscious Yan Zhenqing, Lin Feng's eyes revealed a hint of a smile.

"Aren't you afraid we'll throw these guys out?" Nezha snorted coldly, pointing at Di Yu with obvious displeasure.

Lin Feng said nonchalantly, "If you want to fight, I can accompany you."

"Take them away, take them away. We'll leave these people here." Lao Jun smoothed things over. He couldn't afford to offend them. If these two started causing trouble, how happy the people outside would be.

Lin Feng reached out and grabbed Yan Zhenqing, glanced at Nezha a few more times, and then his mind was no longer troubled.

These two deities from Luo Xiaohei's world are actually demons. In their original world, they appeared as the prototypes of immortals and gods as told by humans, which is similar to what he thought, but also completely different from what he imagined.

In this light, they seem more like variants with a name and a similar appearance. How much of the gods and immortals that humans talk about can they represent?

It's fine if they look a little alike.

The only advantage is talent.

The strongest demon and the strongest human.

As a gust of wind swept Lin Feng away from the area, he grabbed the unconscious Yan Zhenqing and flew off in the direction Di Yu had pointed earlier.

Before he left, Di Yu had given him a token. As long as he arrived in Beiyang City, he could at least obtain some information, if not get help from County Commandant Xu Yanchen, by taking the token.

On a mountain range, Yan Zhenqing, who had been unconscious, woke up. In an instant, he seemed to return to the moment before his death and suddenly grabbed Lin Feng's arm tightly.

Lin Feng stopped and released him, then asked, "So, besides arresting me, did Yuan Tiangang ask you to do anything else?"

Yan Zhenqing glanced at it indifferently, patted his dirty sleeves, and stood up.

"Hmph, 500 li to the northwest, someone will be waiting for you there." Yan Zhenqing thought of something. Yuan Tiangang had not mentioned anything special, but the other party had said some seemingly unrelated things to him.

This clearly included his failure in the calculation.

“You won’t kill me…” Especially when he thought of Yuan Tiangang’s words and the reason why Lin Feng didn’t kill him, Yan Zhenqing exhaled and said, “Huang Chao’s death is related to Buddhism.”

Regardless of Yuan Tiangang's actions, he would repay Lin Feng's kindness in sparing his life with this act, and thereafter the two would have no further dealings.

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng didn't linger any longer and turned to fly off in the northwest direction.

"Buddhism? It seems that Buddhism was quite bloated and large during the Tang Dynasty... and those Buddhists were also very suited to the path of literature." Many thoughts flashed through Lin Feng's mind: "Entering Buddhism through literature, does that mean that Buddhists will appear among our upcoming enemies?"

"Luo Binwang, Yan Zhenqing... Could it be Tang Sanzang?"

After crossing several mountains, Lin Feng frowned and pondered for a moment before sitting down heavily to slowly recover from his exhaustion.

Once he had recovered sufficiently, Lin Feng continued flying forward.

"It seems I have to go. Yuan Tiangang is really scheming..."

As he flew to a certain mountain, three undisguised auras gradually appeared before him, followed by a loud and clear questioning voice in his ear.

"Fellow Daoist, how about we have a chat?"

Lin Feng looked around and saw a pavilion appear amidst a sea of ​​white clouds. A monk, a scholar in white robes, and a bearded swordsman had already poured wine and were waiting for him to come over.

"The three of you... have kept you waiting." Lin Feng cupped his hands, a hint of humility flashing in his eyes, while three names that could not help but make one's heart leap into his mind.

Zhong Kui, Lü Dongbin, and Tang Sanzang.

These three were all enlightened beings in the Tang Dynasty. Famous people have come, and now immortals have arrived.

"Amitabha, it is truly unexpected that you possess a Buddha-nature." The monk nodded slightly, and a ray of Buddha-light drew out the seven-tiered pagoda on Lin Feng's body.

"The Ksitigarbha Sutra?"

The light from within the seven-story pagoda was reflected in the Buddha's light seen through the monk's eyes.

"Right?" Lin Feng placed the seven-tiered pagoda on the table, completely unconcerned about the monk's probing.

"Amitabha." After glancing at it, the monk closed his eyes slightly, not wanting to say anything more at the moment.

"Kid, you already know who the three of us are, right?" At this moment, the bearded swordsman laughed, raised his teacup high, and drank the tea in large gulps.

"I just have some thoughts. Judging from your appearance, their identities... aren't hard to guess." Lin Feng smiled helplessly. It was basically obvious; it was exactly as he had thought.

"Hahaha, not hard to guess, not hard to guess, I am Zhong Kui!" Zhong Kui laughed: "I heard that you have a very difficult ghost to catch, so I came to see just how difficult this ghost is to catch, as requested by Yuan Tiangang!"

After the laughter subsided, the scholar in white robes beside him said, "I am Lü Dongbin."

“Amitabha Buddha, this humble monk is Xuanzang, also known as Tang Sanzang.”

After the three introduced themselves, Lin Feng continued, "I'm nothing special, just an ordinary person."

"Hahaha, how can you say you're ordinary if you can enter the Nightmare Space? Are you trying to trick us?" Zhong Kui's straightforward laughter was like a blade, as if forcing Lin Feng to answer.

“Every day, new participants enter the Nightmare Space in my world. So, in that sense, I’m just an ordinary member of it.” Lin Feng interrupted the other’s laughter. “In countless worlds, there are countless people who choose to trade with participants for a sliver of possibility. Here… I am indeed an extremely ordinary member.”

"But... do you still consider yourself ordinary, fellow Daoist?" Lü Dongbin waved his sleeves, displaying all the changes of the past few days to them. The death of the Chang'an Circuit Inspector, the death of four Changyuan Circuit Inspectors, the defeat and flight of Luo Binwang and Yan Zhenqing, the death of An Lushan, the Inspector of Mangshan North Circuit—the might of the Holy Tang Dynasty has been repeatedly thwarted. How many people could have done this?

"These observers fought for the Holy Tang Dynasty in the north and south, and can be considered outstanding individuals, but now you alone have killed them... Can this be considered ordinary?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Feng calmly said, "But I'm just an ordinary person. They want to kill me, shouldn't I fight back? Just because they want to kill an ordinary person, does that mean an ordinary person should obey?"