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I do not understand the meaning of the talisman on the door, but I know its purpose is to restrict the escape of the Yin Ling below. Even the Old Ghost, who could easily defeat two Ajan Masters, had to choose compromise in front of this talisman. The ordinary Yin Ling, like a moth to a flame, was merely a tool for its escape.
Every weapon has its limits. Just like a handgun, once the bullets are fired, it becomes useless scrap metal. In this regard, the talisman is similar to a handgun. Old Ghost wanted to use ordinary Yin Ling to exhaust its power and gain freedom. It was a good plan, but it forgot that there were not only ordinary Yin Ling here, but also the three of us.
As the overwhelming Yin Qi was scorched by golden flames, emitting a terrifying and mournful wail, Ma Rulong signaled us to quickly pass through the doorway.
Breathing in fresh air again felt particularly comfortable. But before I could enjoy it for a few seconds, I suddenly heard Qin Senior Sister shout, "What are you doing!"
I turned to see Ma Rulong gripping the door panel with both hands, trying to close it. Qin Senior Sister shouted anxiously, "She hasn't come out yet! Wait a moment before closing the door!"
"We can't wait!" Ma Rulong yelled back at her. "The power of the Talismans is almost exhausted. If that thing gets out, no one can bear the responsibility!"
I then understood that he had already made plans; once they escaped from the underground space, he would immediately close the doorway and trap Old Ghost inside. However, since Old Ghost was currently possessing Zheng Xuejie, trapping it meant condemning Zheng Xuejie to death, which explained why Qin Senior Sister was so anxious. I hesitated and did not speak up immediately.
Rationally speaking, Ma Rulong's actions were undoubtedly the most correct.
Although the talisman on the door was very powerful, it had shown signs of weakening under the continuous assault of hundreds of Yin Ling. It was certain that while it might eliminate many Yin Ling, it could not contain them all. Especially with Old Ghost, it would definitely come out. In Ma Rulong's mind, nothing was more important than this matter.
He would never allow that Old Ghost to escape; otherwise, how could he face his deceased master?
Inside the doorway, Zheng Xuejie, with blood-red bones wrapped around her neck, was trapped in golden flames and moving very slowly. She often needed many Yin Ling in front of her to pave the way and suppress the flames before she could take a slow step forward. No matter how hard she tried, she could not escape before Ma Rulong closed the doorway. Her fierce expression was chilling. Those eyes filled with brutal emotions stared fixedly at Ma Rulong, who was continuously closing the door, as she gritted her teeth and said, "You little bastard, how dare you play me!"
Ma Rulong retorted angrily, "Screw you! Just stay put inside!"
Qin Senior Sister, having clarified the situation, immediately rushed forward, pushing and striking Ma Rulong while trying to persuade him verbally. Her message was simple: just let Zheng Xuejie out; she cannot die in there. But Ma Rulong remained unmoved, forcefully pulling at the two wooden doors, ignoring Qin Senior Sister's pleas and even her angry curses, as if there was no room for negotiation.
Logically speaking, our relationship with Zheng Xuejie was closer. If she were to die in such circumstances, it would surely haunt us for life. Especially for Qin Senior Sister; given her personality, she would likely never dare to face the Zheng Family again and might even develop psychological issues.
If I were smarter, I would support Ma Rulong because he was saving lives.
But I am not smart. Just like when I was at the Myanmar Jade Mine, knowing that investigating that piece of jade could lead to great danger, I still followed Second Uncle without hesitation. Death is not terrifying; what is terrifying is being too cowardly to watch others die. That kind of life is not what I want.
So after hesitating for a few seconds, I stepped forward and forcefully pushed open the door. Ma Rulong was startled and anxious; he certainly did not expect me to do such a thing and couldn't help but shout angrily, "Have you lost your mind? Are you as brainless as this woman? Do you know what trouble it will cause if it gets out? Can you handle it? Are you responsible for it?"
I cannot handle it, nor can I take on that responsibility; I might forever feel guilty because of this. But some things must be done for a reason. I could only look at him and say, "If one day you were her, I would also stop anyone from closing that door until you walked out from inside!"
Ma Rulong was momentarily taken aback, his grip loosening slightly. Seizing the opportunity, I pushed the wooden door wide open.
At that moment, the power of the talismans on the wooden door had weakened significantly. The golden flames were nearly half as strong as before, and Zheng Xuejie walked slowly toward us. Her teeth chattered as she emitted a chilling aura from head to toe. It seemed as if a force was being continuously expelled from her body. That coldness could not withstand even a second in the flames before dissipating into nothingness.
A woman with disheveled hair and a cold expression walking through flames might be stunning if depicted in a painting. However, if it were happening in reality, it would only evoke fear.
Ma Rulong stared blankly at the wide-open doorway and the woman so close before him; his face turned bitter as he looked at me and said, "You really have ruined me..."
"I'm sorry..." I apologized with my head down, not daring to look up at him.
Countless Yin Spirits continuously sacrificed their lives to suppress the flames with Yin Qi. They were once living humans like me but had now been reduced to mere tools. I deeply resented this Old Ghost because it made me feel that life is so fragile and foolish. Why did those Yin Spirits obey it? Did they not realize that rushing forward like this would only lead to their souls scattering?
No one could tell me the answer. Soon after, Zheng Xuejie stepped out of the portal.
She lowered her head, looking at the unremarkable ground. Behind her, flames blazed fiercely as numerous Yin Ling rushed forward, trying to escape the forbidden land like she did. However, if it was so difficult for her to come out, how could those ordinary Yin Ling manage it? Zheng Xuejie turned around, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled. The air seemed to freeze with that breath. The essence of Yin Qi, even just a trace of it, sent chills down my spine, and I couldn't help but shiver. Then I saw her turn to face Ma Rulong beside her and say in a very sinister tone, "I didn't expect I would really be able to come out!"
Ma Rulong's face was pale; he glanced at me, his eyes filled with despair and resentment. I knew it was my irrationality that had put him in such a dangerous situation. Upon reflection, while it seemed that saving Zheng Xuejie was an act of deep emotion, in reality, it was a very selfish act. Because Ma Rulong had already offended that Old Ghost, once this ghostly being was released, it would definitely retaliate against him.
Thus, saving Zheng Xuejie meant pushing Ma Rulong into the abyss.
But I had to choose between the two of them! I just didn't know if my choice stemmed from genuinely feeling closer to Zheng Xuejie or if it was influenced by Qin Senior Sister.
At that moment, Zheng Xuejie suddenly reached out her right hand and grabbed for Ma Rulong's neck: "Since you want to trap me so badly, why not die first and personally taste the flavor of never seeing the light of day again!"
Her palm was very dark; I couldn't tell if it was influenced by Voodoo or caused by Yin Qi entering her body. A cold aura emanated from her palm, causing Ma Rulong to tremble all over; he likely had no will to resist left. He even closed his eyes, appearing resigned to his fate.
I couldn't help but turn my head away, unable to bear watching the impending tragedy. Qin Senior Sister shouted Zheng Xuejie's name from the side, but what good would that do? In the past, when Zheng Xuejie's two souls fought for control of her body, it was because they were of equal level. But now, what had entered her body was an Old Ghost that had cultivated for many years. Such a high-level spirit could not be compared to an ordinary soul. If this Old Ghost wished, it could even disperse Zheng Xuejie's two souls within her body and completely occupy this flesh. Therefore, even if Qin Senior Sister screamed until her throat was hoarse, the real Zheng Xuejie would be unable to respond.
I could only sigh quietly, feeling an overwhelming sense of guilt towards Ma Rulong.
It was I who harmed him...
I'm sorry...
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