"Hey, what are you doing?" Ye Xingchen said furiously.
I said nothing, merely pointing at a figure in the distance. "Don't you think she looks a lot like her?"
"That's Lan Lele?" Ye Xingchen looked toward the figure, her face full of astonishment. "She's my idol. I started down this path because I watched her livestreams back then. Your ex-girlfriend couldn't be her, could it?"
"If only her innocence could have remained at that moment." I shook my head and pinched her little cheek. "Let's go. We don't have time to waste."
With that, I led her straight ahead, and soon we walked out of Yin Yang Street.
After Ye Xingchen and I turned around, some of the people on Yin Yang Street were still walking, while others had vanished for no apparent reason.
"Look, there's a stone stele," Ye Xingchen said curiously.
I raised my head and saw a stone stele at the end of Yin Yang Street. A poem was written on it.
The paths of yin and yang divide,
And the living and dead walk different roads.
The living know the dead are terrifying,
While the dead know the living are venomous at heart.
Chapter 913: The Crazy City
"This poem truly lays bare all the affairs of the human world." I sighed, then suddenly raised Demon Blade Muramasa and slashed straight across. With that strike, it seemed as if everything could be severed.
Cold sword energy tore through the air, carrying a terrifying power that no one could believe.
The stone stele before me was shattered to pieces. The people lost on Yin Yang Street also suddenly awoke as if from a dream.
Only then did they realize that the path they had stepped onto had been a road of no return from the very beginning.