The female ghosts obeyed the "ghost messenger's orders," but they were even more afraid of Ji Linyuan, who was by Si Jin's side.
That was the city lord of Ghost City; not even a lowly henchman could issue orders over him.
Therefore, the result that Lin You was confidently waiting for was...
The ghosts wanted to tear him apart and give him to Si Jin as a puzzle piece.
He screamed, utterly bewildered as to why the "ghost messenger's order" had failed, but his heart was still pierced by sharp claws, his soul shattered.
The agonizing screams pierced the sky, but in this ghostly realm filled with death and suffering, they did not cause the slightest ripple.
… …
After walking for more than two hours, the team finally saw a dark palace emitting a red glow at the end of the forest of corpses.
The group traveled smoothly without any obstacles, but some people began to doubt Ji Linyuan's identity.
She crept over and patted Si Jin on the shoulder: "Si Jin, President Lin seems to have a lot of yin energy around him, is he alright?"
"It's alright, go in." Si Jin replied and pushed open the palace gate.
In a life-or-death situation, these disciples of the Xuanmen sect relied on Si Jin to save their lives along the way.
She didn't argue much with what he said, and could only follow behind him, holding her breath and waiting anxiously for the door to open.
As soon as the door opened, a flock of black crows flew past, screeching.
The group of people screamed in shock.
After the crows left, one by one, eerie green wall lights began to illuminate the dark room.
The green light reflected off people's faces added to the sense of horror.
The host huddled at the back, tears almost all gone.
"I don't want to be here anymore, I want to go home, I want to go home."
The already uneasy atmosphere became even more eerie because of the faint crying.
Si Jin wanted to offer some words of comfort, but given Ji Linyuan's jealous behavior along the way, she pushed him back a little: "We're going in now, tell her to stop crying, everyone's pretty nervous."
Ji Xiaoniang loosened his grip on Si Jin's clothes, took out a few tissues from his pocket, and handed them to the host: "Don't cry, my wife won't let you cry."
host:……
Everyone: ...
Si Jin: …………
He glanced back speechlessly, and Ji Linyuan quickly changed his words: "Don't cry, my husband won't let you cry."
Si Jin: ...
Although the remark was childish, it had a humorous touch, breaking the tense atmosphere and quieting down the female host's crying.
Si Jinxin rubbed her temples wearily and continued forward.
Upon opening the first door, we officially entered the palace's living room.
The interior is decorated in luxurious European style with pure white accents, exuding a modern feel, which contrasts sharply with the eeriness of the exterior.
As soon as you enter, a hunched-over old hag comes out.
He mechanically turned his head and gave everyone a strange, smirking smile.
An old, hoarse voice uttered: "Gentlemen, you have come from afar. The King of Hell has specially prepared a grand feast for you."
After speaking, he slightly raised his cane and mechanically touched the ground.
It emitted two clear "tap-tap" sounds.
As soon as the words were spoken, more than a dozen ghost guards brought over trays and placed them neatly on the table.
The palace doors behind me were already closed.
Knowing they couldn't escape, everyone had no choice but to sit down on the chairs by the square table.
Si Jin sat next to Ji Linyuan, opposite the female host.
An awkward stalemate lasted for a few seconds.
Afterwards, the old woman took the beautiful female host away, saying there was another big meal to be had.
The seat opposite Si Jin was now empty.
Ji Linyuan tugged at Si Jin's sleeve and reminded her, "The ghosts who died here are all female ghosts, and judging from the water ghosts outside the city, these female ghosts seem to have a lot of malice towards men."
"Moreover, I could clearly sense that after entering the palace, these ghost guards were no longer under my control, which was likely because a more powerful new master had come to the ghost city."
Si Jin nodded: "I know, don't worry."
While the two were whispering to each other, the ghost guards had already opened the lids of the plates one by one.
There was nothing on the plate except for two Soul Shattering Cones.
Then the old hag hobbled in, leaning on her cane: "Everyone, there's not much food in the ghost city, only souls."
"Therefore, those who sit opposite you are your food."
"If we can eat the other person's soul, we might still have the strength to leave the ghost city."
“If not… then…” At this point, the old hag let out a strange laugh and continued, “you can only die here.”
"Time limit, three minutes." With that, her sharp gaze locked onto Si Jin: "The person left out will be turned into food~"
Before the words were even finished, several ghost guards, ahead of everyone else, immediately picked up the Soul-Shattering Cones and aimed them at Si Jin.
Ji Linyuan's heart tightened, and he hurriedly tried to stand up and sit opposite Si Jin.
But before he could move, Si Jin grabbed his hand and forcefully pressed him down.
Ignoring the approaching ghost guards, the young palace master calmly picked up the Soul-Shattering Cone.
He got up and walked straight towards the old hag who was watching the spectacle with a cold eye.
Word by word: "Who says I don't have dining companions? My companion is you, isn't it?"
Seeing Si Jin approach, the old woman immediately took out her cane to block.
But her cane, which had killed countless people, seemed to have lost all its spiritual power in an instant.
It was crushed to pieces by Si Jin's two fingers.
The old hag's pupils suddenly dilated as the Soul-Shattering Dagger in Si Jin's hand pierced her heart.
The others, who were still hesitating about what to do, couldn't help but widen their eyes and hold their breath.
They thought that once they entered this place, they would only be eaten by ghosts, but they never expected that Si Jin would kill the ghost directly.
The team consisted of elites from various sects of the Xuanmen (Taoist sects), including nationally recognized top-level Xuan Masters.
Even they were helpless against the ghost town, but Si Jin was excited from the moment she stepped into it.
He clearly treated this place as his own personal playground.
More terrifying than ghosts...
Sensing her soul being torn apart, the witch wailed in heart-wrenching agony.
"I am the wet nurse of Yama, the King of Hell! Yama lives here now! If you dare kill me, Yama will never let you get away with it—"
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