Oh, I'm going to die. I'm so scared.

Yu Xing was still in a rage, enjoying seeing Zhao Yijiu unhappy. However, he didn't want to drag the others outside down too far, so he pursed his lips and simply gave up resisting.

Seeing this Shadow Ghost plunged the scissors in its hand directly into his chest!

"You really are incorrigible!" Zhao Yijiu's face turned ugly. He forced the Shadow Ghost back, then delivered two more blows, obliterating it completely. He pulled Yu Xing over and found that the scissors were still stuck in Yu Xing's heart.

Yu Xing covered the wound, her face pale, which made the smile on her lips all the more glaring. The shadow scissors transformed into streams of black ghostly energy, mercilessly invading Yu Xing's meridians with great destructive power.

It quickly corroded a large hole in Yu Xing's chest. The scissors disappeared, but the hole seemed to be getting bigger, with black energy billowing out.

"..." By this point, Zhao Yijiu had a pretty good idea of Yu Xing's plan. What followed was disbelief and anger. Why would Yu Xing place his last hope on a cowardly enemy? What if the other party didn't do what he wanted? Wouldn't that Yu Xing, along with everyone else, would be buried here?

It would have been better to interrupt Han Yan and start fighting directly. Although it would have been more difficult, he would still be there, wouldn't he?

Yu Xing probably couldn't withstand the ghostly energy formed from the sins amplified by the aura of despair. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and with nowhere to put his strength, he collapsed to the ground.

This attack wasn't enough to kill him, because although his regenerative abilities weren't fully unlocked, they still existed. As the ghostly energy destroyed him, his body repaired itself, though the process was very painful.

"Hahahaha..." His messy black hair covered Yu Xing's forehead, obscuring his eyebrows and eyes. Zhao Yijiu and Han Yan could only tell from the curve of his mouth that this madman was very happy.

"How about a few more?" Yu Xing said softly, raising his head. A strangely bright eye peeked out from the part of his hair. He stretched out his hand, which was covered in blood and clutching his chest, as if inviting Han Yan to join him. "A few more times, is that all the strength you have? Haven't you eaten?"

"You don't want to see your comrades die tragically, so you want to die first?" Han Yan mocked. "Since that's the case, I might as well grant your wish. Will you beg me?"

"Ah... didn't the Lingren tell you?" Yu Xing's tone was flippant, as if it were none of her business. "I'm a little strange, you know."

"Hmm? I'm all ears." Han Yan sneered. This was the first time Yu Xing had brought up the Lingren, but the previous times she had spoken so confidently had been to no avail. Now, Han Yan was no longer worried.

"Don't you know I've lived for a long time?" Yu Xing lowered her hand, supporting herself on the ground. Her arm muscles were tense, still trembling slightly from the pain within her body. "Speaking of which... I'm not much younger than Lingren. Back then, he had just tasted the sweetness of immortality, right? Hahaha... Did he tell you that I not only won't die of old age, but also... I can't be killed?"

Zhao Yijiu's eyes twitched. Normally, he might have needed to think about what Yu Xing meant, but now that he was in the Ghostification stage and his thinking was influenced by the vengeful ghost, he naturally understood the meaning behind the words.

Yu Xing, wouldn't that make you just like a ghost?

He had previously thought that Yu Xing was a powerful restorative sacrificial offering, but it turns out that Yu Xing, like him, wasn't a pure human being by nature!?

Suddenly, an uncontrollable joy rose from Zhao Yijiu's heart and rushed to his head. His vengeful spirit was stirring and almost roared.

Even though she knew it was a painful thing, Zhao Yijiu still felt very happy.

Yes, that way his friends will never fear him or stay away from him because of his flawed soul, because they are no different from each other.

He finally understood the meaning of everything Yu Xing did in the Death Parallel Line.

I'm just as filthy myself, so of course I have no right to reject others.

A dark gaping hole appeared in Zhao Yijiu's heart, like an abyss. Human consciousness lingered at the entrance of the abyss, as if it might be pushed in by a vengeful hand reaching out from behind at any moment.

However, if he could so easily become immersed in the emotions of vengeful spirits, he wouldn't be Zhao Yijiu on the Righteous Path.

In just a few seconds, Zhao Yijiu suddenly regained his senses, and even his Ghostification state became difficult to maintain. His temperament fluctuated between gloom and evil, and a restrained expression appeared on his face.

Han Yan was a little surprised. "Can't be killed? Ha, are you kidding me?"

"No matter how special your physique is, it's impossible for you to be unkillable." Han Yan clearly knew things that people at Yu Xing and Zhao Yijiu's level didn't. "That's the established rule."

"Yes," Yu Xing didn't argue. "The only person who knows how to kill me is called Lingren. Oh, I see. No wonder he's ignoring me now; he thinks I won't die."

"Don't rush to refute me. I'll tell you a way to kill me, it's actually quite simple." Yu Xing smirked. "Don't give me that fragment you have, even if you die. If I can't collect it all, I'll be punished by the system and directly eliminated after the Fear Hospital closes down."

Han Yan's eyes flickered, and his fingers unconsciously rubbed the red fragment in his hand.

"What do you think of this suggestion?" Yu Xing asked with a smile, but for some reason, it made Han Yan feel uneasy like never before.

He noticed that his heart rate seemed a little off.

Until he heard Yu Xing's next sentence. "Now I'm here to kill you."

As soon as he finished speaking, a dagger gleaming with a bluish light appeared at Han Yan's temple. Han Yan raised his hand, and a pistol appeared in his hand, blocking the dagger.

In terms of strength, even two Han Yan couldn't match Yu Xing. His hands were numb from the shock, and he cursed inwardly, "As expected of the person the Lingren have been searching for for so long, he really has something. He dares to move like this even with a missing heart."

For anyone else, this would be a fatal wound.

The gun was turned around, Han Yan caught Yu Xing's slowed movements. He precisely pressed the gun against Yu Xing's forehead, while avoiding Yu Xing's strengths, deliberately releasing an aura of despair to create pressure. "Kill me? You're really too confident."

"That's it!" Yu Xing's eyes were now swollen with dark circles, as if he hadn't slept well in a long time. "Shoot me in the head, come on!"

"My recovery ability is currently mostly locked by the side effects of the sacrifice. If you kill me, and I revive in a few minutes, it will be too late to get the fragments, and I will surely die."

Yu Xing's voice held an indescribable fascination. "Do you know what it feels like every time death comes? Feeling life slipping away from your wounds, your body like a tattered sack that can no longer hold your blood and soul... The experience of near-death is the most delicious dessert."

Han Yan had only ever tried to kill others, never committed suicide. He found pleasure in watching others suffer as they died, so he naturally disagreed with Yu Xing's statement.

He frowned, feeling that Yu Xing was trying to influence him. "... You talk too much."

The winding lines of blood on the ground grew thicker and thicker, the blood extending endlessly from the pool on the ground, no longer requiring Han Yan's injection.

He lost his patience and decided to deal with Yu Xing first, then kill Cold Wine, and finally go out to enjoy the miserable state of the others outside.

So he ignored a bad feeling in his heart and pulled the trigger.

In that instant, Han Yan glanced at the smug smile on Yu Xing's face, and at the same time, he was surprised to find that he hadn't been able to pull the trigger.

Because his index finger fell to the ground.

After that moment of stunned silence, he felt pain and a sense of absurdity. A thought, transcending time, swirled in his mind: Why couldn't I kill him?

Who broke my finger?

Immediately following was a belated, intense fear and pain that spread through him, and he sensed a familiar presence!

Yu Xing wasn't lying; it really was... it really was the aura of Lingren!

As Han Yan pulled the trigger, the Shadow Ghost beside him were not to be outdone. Their bodies were covered in blood-red patterns, and they surrounded the motionless Yu Xing. Various objects in their hands, or their mutated hands and long necks, all rushed towards Yu Xing.

"Wait!" Han Yan's pupils constricted, and he instinctively tried to stop him, but the Shadow Ghost was no longer listening to him.

Yu Xing didn't dodge at all. One of those Shadow Ghost couldn't kill him, but many surrounded him. The absolute advantage of ghosts over humans could kill any predictor who didn't resist.

The next second, the blood lines on the ground suddenly emitted a blinding light. Originally, they were the source of the Shadow Ghost' power and desire, but now they instantly reversed and turned into a huge blood net spread across the ground. The blood net rose up and surrounded all the Shadow Ghost that approached Yu Xing, instantly killing them!

Not only these few, but due to the ripple effect, all the Shadow Ghost in the room suffered similar fates. They wailed and, without any ability to resist, turned into fragments and disappeared into the air.

The red light didn't stop; it grew increasingly dazzling. The light converged, surging out like a river of blood. This was the red light that Zhao Mou and the others saw in the garden.

At the same time, anger spread rampantly within the red light.

Han Yan felt deceived in that instant, because he was certain that it was the Lingren had ruthlessly broken his finger just now. In other words, Yu Xing had not lied before, and the Lingren really would not hesitate to thwart their long-planned conspiracy to protect Yu Xing.

Aren't they enemies? Didn't the Lingren want to kill Yu Xing?

Over the years, when has the Lingren ever shown mercy to the enemy? He's often too lazy to lift a finger and just lets his guild members do it!

But now...

It's all too obvious. The Lingren deceived them, deceived him. Yu Xing wasn't just a simple enemy; rather, this morbid madman had poured all his possessiveness into the Lingren, deliberately letting him hide and develop outside...

No single term can encompass this relationship.

"Ah, how ridiculous. If they didn't want me to die, why did they send Han Yan?" Yu Xing sensed the tense atmosphere around him and coldly added fuel to the fire. "It's strange, he could have just told you before he left, why didn't he?"

Zhao Yijiu remained silent. In that instant, he had reverted to his human self, because the ghostly consciousness had quietly hidden itself within him the moment the anger arose, as if it had encountered something it dared not face.

He knew that the vengeful spirit was avoiding the system. Before, the rules of this small world were chaotic, and the system was too busy to pay attention to him alone. But now, someone had broken the rules again, and the system's attention had turned to this place. The vengeful spirit couldn't be too arrogant anymore, after all, it was still a "fugitive" from many years ago.

Zhao Yijiu had maintained his Ghostification for so long, and now his body couldn't take it anymore. His muscles were about to burst. He immediately found a more relaxed standing posture. He didn't have time to recall what he had done in the past twenty minutes. He was completely occupied by the shocking scene in front of him.

It seems that Yu Xing's gamble paid off; that person really would turn around and kill his own subordinate for Yu Xing's life.

Even subordinates are just things that can be discarded at any time to that person. The "performance" that Han Yan poured his heart and soul into for several years and valued the result so much was nothing more than an insignificant little Yugi to the Lingren.

Lingren disdain giving others hope, but are very generous in instilling despair.

Han Yan gritted his teeth, as if asking Yu Xing, or perhaps himself, or even the unseen but imposing Lingren: "Why!?"

"You're right. After the list came out, he could have simply told me to exclude you, just like he excluded the Pearl Seller, and only kill the others. Why didn't he say that?"

When Yu Xing heard that Han Yan still had a hint of accusation in his mind, he knew that the other party did not realize how terrible the current situation was. He chuckled and took advantage of Han Yan 'Han Yan stunned state to snatch the pistol. With a finger missing, it was much easier to snatch it. He held the pistol with the muzzle pointing upwards, between his Adam's apple and chin.

The ability of a sacrifice cannot be given to others. Logically, the sacrifices he brings should not be able to use the characteristics of the sacrifices. He can only use the most basic cold weapon sacrifices. If he gives them to others, they can still be used for basic slashing. As for firearms, they can only be used for the most primitive shooting.

But at this point, shooting is enough.

"It's not over yet, Han Yan. The fragment is in your hands. Oh dear, it seems I won't be able to get it. What a pity, I'm going to die." Yu Xing showed a look of extreme fear and excitement, and pressed down with her finger even more decisively than Han Yan.

He wanted Han Yan dead.

Now, immediately, right now, let Han Yan die before he can even react.

Han Yan's sacrifice is in his hands. If you want to stop him, you either have to break his fingers, or even his whole hand, just like you did to Han Yan, or you have to kill Han Yan and shatter his Persona Mask. The sacrifice will then be immediately taken back, waiting to be sold or disappear.

A sigh, tinged with both helplessness and pleasure, seemed to drift through the air amidst the blood-red light.