Once I enter the pass, great Confucian scholars will surely debate the classics for me.

"What the hell, a zombie?" Senior Brother Lu frowned slightly, holding a sword in one hand and forming a hand seal with the other. He flashed to the side of the old man with the bell, raised his hand and slashed at the old man's neck. The evil-grade sword blade didn't even hurt the old man's skin. The old man simply raised his hand and touched Senior Brother Lu's chest.

Senior Brother Lu's eyes dimmed, and he fell backward, dying instantly. His physical body died, his life palace exploded, and his soul was directly wiped out by a force of rules.

Instant kill. Without any fancy moves, just a light touch, and a cultivator at the Devouring Fiend Realm was instantly annihilated.

"Senior Brother Lu!" Senior Sister Zhao, Senior Sister Shen, and Li Ergou couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

Upon seeing this scene, Yan Bipo's expression changed drastically, and he shouted, "Damn it, run!!!"

At this critical moment, Yan Bipo had no time to worry about the demonic spirit. He decisively led the others to escape quickly. Zhou Qingfeng and Jin Wei had already sensed the danger and fled over the wall. The old man with the bell calmly chased after Yan Bipo, his expression numb and his steps slow.

Each step was accompanied by the sound of bells.

"Jingle bells~~~ Jingle bells~~~"

"Jingle bells~~~ Jingle bells~~~"

"Jingle bells~~~ Jingle bells~~~"

The piercing sound of the bells, like a death knell, heralded the forbidden entrance. With the final "ding-dong" echo, the whole world seemed to freeze for a moment.

The temperature in the air plummeted, and the surrounding light became dim and distorted, as if time and space themselves had frozen in that moment. Although the old man with the bell walked slowly, the ground trembled slightly with each step, and the surrounding scenery began to blur, like an illusion peeled away from the real world.

Yan Bipo and the others' hearts pounded to their limit. Fear gripped their throats like an invisible hand, making it almost impossible for them to breathe. They ran desperately, but despair clung to them like a shadow, for the ever-approaching sound of the bells was like an insurmountable command, proclaiming that their fate was sealed.

Inside a private residence, Zhou Qingfeng and Jin Weigou listened quietly as the sound of the bell gradually faded away before they both breathed a sigh of relief.

Jin Wei swallowed hard, his face filled with terror, and said in a trembling voice, "They're far away. What the hell was that? I've never seen anything so terrifying in my life."

Zhou Qingfeng wiped away his cold sweat and forced himself to remain calm, saying, "I don't know. The Record of Gods, Demons and Monsters doesn't mention it either. Perhaps it's some ancient evil god who died a long time ago."

Jin Wei slumped to the ground, leaning against the wall, and said, "Young Master, I now think your decision is absolutely correct. We should indeed hurry up and leave this place. Let's just assume that the corpse is some ancient evil god that is wandering around the town, hunting living people. The longer we stay, the more dangerous it will be."

Zhou Qingfeng rubbed his face, let out a soft breath, and his eyes grew even colder: "No rush, let me think about it."

The danger in Spiral Town had exceeded his expectations, and he could no longer linger. In any case, he had already obtained the Demon Spirit of Words, and finding a way out was the most urgent task. As for Yan Bipo and the others, whether they could escape from the Bell Elder was still a question mark.

He slowly summoned the scarlet divination bucket from the depths of his consciousness and silently uttered: Shake the divination sticks!

Several divination sticks wobbled and flew out of the divination bucket.

[The worst possible outcome: Head east to find a way out of Spiral Town. Ominous.]

[Auspicious sign: Head west to find the way out of Spiral Town.]

[Neutral sign: Head south to find a way out of Spiral Town. Neutral]

[Neutral sign: Head north to find a way out of Spiral Town. Neutral]

[The worst possible outcome: Flying to find a way out of Spiral Town - ominous]

Following the principle of choosing the auspicious option if available and the neutral option if not, Zhou Qingfeng decisively followed the guidance of the divination and calmly opened his eyes: "Get ready, let's head west and see if we can find a way out."

After saying that, Zhou Qingfeng's palm flashed with a green light, and he summoned a high-grade demon-level heavy armor. He put it on step by step in a complicated manner. Then he carried the Immortal Slaughtering Bow on his shoulder, fastened two bags of Immortal Slaughtering Arrows at his waist, and took out the Nine-Story Demon-Slaying Pagoda with one hand. In this way, he was armed to the teeth.

In today's dangerous environment, wearing heavy armor provides a greater guarantee of safety, even if it significantly affects movement speed, which is acceptable.

After all, it's too damn dangerous.

The old man with the bell was truly terrifying to Zhou Qingfeng.

If he were to be targeted by the Bell Elder again, Zhou Qingfeng couldn't guarantee he would survive until tomorrow morning.

After getting ready, the two set off again, heading west towards the town. Along the way, Zhou Qingfeng kept a close eye on everything, not missing any unusual details. Street vendors began to appear, hawking their wares, and diners started drinking and chatting in the shops, making the town as lively as a normal town.

Some passersby also appeared on the street. If you look closely, you will find that although these people look like living people, they have no shadows at all.

"Sir, come and eat! Our noodles are the best in the area. If you don't like them, you don't have to pay."

Zhou Qingfeng: "Get lost."

"Candied hawthorn, candied hawthorn, would you like a skewer of sweet and sour candied hawthorn?"

Zhou Qingfeng: "You get out too."

"Sir, come and take a look at our clothes. The clothes in our shop are very beautiful."

Zhou Qingfeng: "You get out too!"

Faced with the "warm hospitality" of one shadowless person after another, Zhou Qingfeng coldly refused and refused to fall for their trap. He knew that no matter how harmless or normal these shadowless people appeared, they were essentially living vengeful ghosts, and everything they did was to steal his shadow.

If these shadowless figures dare to forcibly seize the shadow, Zhou Qingfeng wouldn't mind fighting his way out.

After several shadowy figures realized they couldn't fool Zhou Qingfeng, they wisely retreated and didn't bother him any further.

Zhou Qingfeng quickened his pace to cross West Street, but suddenly stopped and turned to look at the big tree by the roadside. An old woman was sitting under the tree, her head down, repairing a palm-leaf fan. If you paid a little attention, you would notice that the old woman had a shadow, but the people passing by were all invisible.

"Strange." Zhou Qingfeng frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, thinking that the auspicious sign might be fulfilled here, so he slowly walked over.

Jin Wei pressed his sword down with one hand, following slowly behind. Seeing that there were shadowy figures about to harass them, Jin Wei pointed at them and warned, "Get lost, or I'll chop you up."

Zhou Qingfeng walked up to the old woman, holding the nine-story demon-slaying pagoda, and bowed, saying, "Junior Tian Xingyi greets senior."

Upon hearing this, the old woman paused in her work of repairing the palm-leaf fan, looked up, and calmly said, "Young man, you have a good eye and good luck, but it's a pity you shouldn't have come to town."

Zhou Qingfeng said, "Senior, I entered the town against my will and did not intrude on my own. Now I am trapped in the town and cannot leave. Please give me some guidance."

Upon hearing this, the old woman lowered her head and continued to concentrate on repairing the palm-leaf fan: "You can't get out, stop bothering."