As Xiao Jian was drawn, it radiated a golden light, instantly dissipating the thinning Resentment Fog on the spot.

With Xiao Jian pointing the way, Mr. Jian walked straight into the fog.

"Hehe!"

Ghost Words laughed loudly, unexpectedly pulling out a black umbrella.

As the black umbrella was opened, the umbrella released streaks of black light.

He Bei and Niu Mang swiftly converged toward it. The three combined their forces, jointly injecting energy into the black umbrella.

More black light was emitted, driving away the Resentment Fog. The three moved rapidly in pursuit of Mr. Jian.

"We appreciate your efforts, Mr. Xiao."

Red Sky Child hopped onto Xiao Mu's Fire Dragon Vehicle.

"Mr. Red Sky Child, my resources are limited. I can give you a ride, but I can't help you ward off the Resentment Fog. I'm afraid you'll have to rely on your skills for that."

Xiao Mu casually cast a Divine Armor Talisman.

A divine being's illusion appeared from the talisman; he was sitting cross-legged above Xiao Mu. With a downward press of his hands, the divine being released a golden transparent shield, resembling an eggshell, protecting Xiao Mu within it.

"I wouldn't dare trouble Mr. Xiao, I have my means of self-protection."

Red Sky Child took out a piece of green gauze. As it was shaken, the green gauze expanded and draped over him, keeping the Resentment Fog at bay.

This stirred something in Xiao Mu.

The green gauze held an extraordinary power against evil, it wasn't something an average Mid-stage of the Fourth Realm Mutated Being could wield.

Xiao Mu grew cautious and alert.

Pointing his finger, a faint golden light passed through it and submerged into the Fire Dragon Vehicle, hiding it beneath Red Sky Child's feet.

"Mr. Red Sky Child, please hold on tight!"

Xiao Mu called out, injecting Dao Method Spiritual Energy from under his feet into the Fire Dragon Vehicle and began to chase after Mr. Jian and the others.

The Fire Dragon Vehicle was very fast. Xiao Mu deliberately concealed its full speed. After catching up with Mr. Jian and the others, he followed them slowly from behind.

The mission was not yet completed and the possibility of Ghost Words and the others turning against him was not high.

Despite this, Xiao Mu still remained on guard.

After two minutes of rapid progress, they were out of the Resentment Fog.

The end of the Resentment Fog led to a massive, desolate, and dark mud pit.

Everyone slowed down and continued to walk slowly to avoid disturbing the Evil Spirits.

Woo woo!

The Mud Pit kept emitting all sorts of peculiar sounds, like crying and screaming.

Some black ghosts even stuck their heads out from underneath the mud, revealing only a skeleton with blood leaking from its seven orifices, observing Xiao Mu and the others.

Some ghosts flew out of the mud and darted toward Xiao Mu and the others.

But everyone heeded Mr. Jian's admonition not to attack the ghosts. They merely used their treasures to keep the ghosts at bay.

After ten minutes, they passed through the Ghostly Mud and entered a strange marsh.

Compared to the Ghostly Mud, the sky in the marsh was even darker. An endless amount of Yin Qi filled the air, chilling to the bone.

A blackish-purple river appeared calm on the surface but was swirling with powerful undercurrents. Countless skeletons could be seen sporadically.

Decaying arms appeared from the river, emitting a foul smell, reaching out to delay Xiao Mu and the others.

Still refraining from any attacks and using treasures to keep dismembered arms at bay, they quickly passed through the Evil Spirit Swamp.

Following the Evil Spirit Swamp was the Hall of Life and Death.

It was a giant chamber.

In the center was a massive skeleton head.

The eyes of the skeleton head released two beams of light, one representing life and the other death. They interweaved as they swept over everyone.

Under the guidance of Mr. Jian, they managed to avoid the death beam and follow the life beam to pass through the Hall of Life and Death.

After the Hall of Life and Death was the final destination of their mission, the Temple Hall.

In fact, as soon as they stepped into the outer area of the hall, even before they entered it, they could feel a very cold aura emanating from within. It was so cold it felt as if they could be frozen stiff any moment.

The hall looked extremely dark as if it absorbed all light and lacked any brightness at all. It appeared similar to the gates of hell.

An eerie laughter echoed from within the hall, sending chills down everyone's spine.

"Remember, we only have fifteen minutes!"

Mr. Jian announced sternly and took out a net as he reminded everyone.

The net in his hand was compressed into a ball.

He threw the net into the middle of the hall.

The net released black light as it instantly spread out, enlarging and covering a specific area in the middle of the hall.

"Who's there? Who dares to ambush this king?"

An eerily ominous voice filled with boundless rage burst forth from the hall, like an ancient being that had just been awakened.

"Quick!"

Mr. Jian called out, and everyone rushed in together.

Xiao Mu finally made out the grand hall.

The hall was vast, with a massive altar table in the center hosting a giant statue of a divine being.

At this moment, the divine statue was draped in a black gauze net, its hands grasping the net and tearing fiercely. Anger materialized into chilly, dark flames, burning fiercely.

"You, you all, dared to covertly attack me, once I free myself, I will flay your skin and pull your tendons, tear you apart into shreds!"

The divine statue shrieked at the crowd, its hands transformed into sharp claws. An unnerving aura was released, as black energy spiraled around its fingertips, slicing through the gauze netlike a sword.

The gauze net emitted a subtle ghostly glow, temporarily holding off the divine statue's tearing.

Without uttering a word, Mr. Jian dashed towards the wooden antique incense burner in front of the divine statue.

Xiao Mu steered the Fire Dragon Vehicle towards a corner of the grand hall, being the first to react.

A cluster of silver-white grass grew in the darkness, casting weak silver-white light that offset the black light in the hall, like a haven in hell.

Yang Ling grass!

Xiao Mu bent over to pluck it.

A dangerous aura suddenly emanated from behind him; an evil coldness spread, frosting Xiao Mu's back instantly.

"Ghost Servant!"

Without time to turn around, Xiao Mu roared angrily, his face icy cold.

"Ah~"

A painful howl echoed from behind Xiao Mu. Both of Red Sky Child's legs were severed, and he fell from the Fire Dragon Vehicle.

In his right hand, he griped a three-inch black spike.

The spike was engraved with faces of ghosts. These faces could move, each one laughing eerily with its mouth wide open — an uncanny sight.

The Ghost Servant made its appearance, half of his body emerging from the Fire Dragon Vehicle, his hand holding a blood-dripping Soul Blade.

"Xiao Mu, how did you know I was going to kill you?"

Red Sky Child, who now lost his legs, screamed in pain, filled with regret.

"Idiot!"

Xiao Mu sneered, "I knew from the moment you purposefully got close to me. How could a Daoist Cultivator carry such an unusual cold aura?"

"Even though you wore Daoist robes and deliberately concealed your aura, you carelessly gave yourself away."

"How is this possible!"

Red Sky Child yelled in disbelief, shrieking hysterically.

"Nothing is impossible, go to die!"

Xiao Mu's face set in ice, mercilessly issuing the Ghost Servant a command.

"Hehe!"

The Ghost Servant chuckled sinisterly, swinging the blade once more at Red Sky Child.

The Soul Blade became a rainbow, radiating beautiful brilliance.

"This is a Ghost Servant! Late-stage of the Fourth Realm! You've actually raised a Ghost Servant additionally, no, this is not possible, how could ordinary Mutated Beings have so many resources? Not only have you reached the Fourth Realm, but your Ghost Servant's strength also reached it? I can't accept it, I can't accept it!"

Red Sky Child cried in despair, filled with injustice, but was beheaded by the Ghost Servant, separated into body and head.

"Xiao Mu, you dare!"

"Stop!"

Seeing Red Sky Child being killed, Ghost Words and the others yelled and rushed over, attempting to rescue Red Sky Child.

They had just moved when Red Sky Child was slain by the Ghost Servant.

Unable to rescue him in time, Ghost Words and the others promptly halted.

Among them, He Bei immediately looked at Mr. Jian, "Mr. Jian, Xiao Mu turned against his own and killed Red Sky Child!"

He accused before being accused, aiming to use Mr. Jian's hand to kill Xiao Mu.

At this moment, Mr. Jian had just acquired the Ruyi Incense Burner and retreated from the altar.

"Heh heh!"

Mr. Jian sneered, "Do you think I'm blind? Red Sky Child plotted against Xiao Mu and was counterkilled in return. Do you think I didn't see it?"

He Bei was taken aback; he did not expect Mr. Jian to expose him on the spot without leaving him any face.

"Mr. Jian, our grievance with Xiao Mu is personal, and one of us must die. We hope you will not intervene."

Ghost Words turned his head to look at Mr. Jian.

"I've acquired the Ruyi Incense Burner and am about to withdraw. If you wish to fight, go ahead! Remember, you only have fifteen minutes to exit."

Mr. Jian seemed to have no intention of intervening, picking up the Ruyi Incense Burner.

"Fifteen minutes, that's enough!"

A rare smile appeared on Ghost Words' rigid face, "As long as Mr. Jian doesn't intervene, we will definitely present a huge gift upon our return."

"Thump!"

Niu Mang slammed his magic fork heavily into the ground, causing a roar similar to a quake. He glared at Xiao Mu with hatred, "Xiao Mu, today is your death day!"

"Is it?"

Xiao Mu was unperturbed, standing shoulder to shoulder with the Ghost Servant, utterly fearless, "Just the three of you? You want to kill me? You seem to be lacking a bit."

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