Wang Jiwang finally came back to his senses, grabbing Long Feicheng and saying, "Trouble's here, let's go!"
Long Feicheng, only then realizing what was happening, noticed the San Yuan in the sky.
Because of the thunder above the Ghost Market, the vendors who had been setting up stalls and the leisurely shoppers seemed to panic, rushing towards the four exits with their belongings.
It was as if something dangerous was about to happen.
Long Feicheng ran a few steps, then suddenly stopped, "What about Brother Yan and the others?"
Wei Changqing said coldly, "I'll get you out of the Ghost Market first, then come back to help them."
Wei Changqing's strength had always been a mystery, but it was definitely much greater than Long Feicheng and Wang Jiwang. With Yan Shouyi gone, Uncle Wei Changqing was the backbone, so everyone could only follow his orders and arrangements.
The group, taking advantage of the chaos, ran towards the exit by the old locust tree. Along the way, some unlucky souls stumbled and were instantly trampled flat by the surging crowd.
In the confusion, Long Feicheng spotted Zhu Ling and Zhu Huansi, hiding in a small alley, still bewildered.
"Old Wang! Old Weng! Mr. Zhu and the Zhu family's young lady are over there!" Long Feicheng shouted, jumping.
Upon hearing this, Wang Jiwang pushed through the crowd towards Zhu Ling and the other, shoving aside anyone who blocked his path.
Seeing Wang Jiwang appear, Zhu Ling was overjoyed, "Mr. Wang, this..."
"Don't ask so many questions, just come with me!"
Wang Jiwang grabbed Zhu Ling and Zhu Huansi and ran, soon rejoining the group.
Beneath the old locust tree, a comical scene unfolded. A large crowd holding lanterns, some walking in circles clockwise, others counterclockwise, bumping into each other. No one could leave the Ghost Market.
Seeing this, Wei Changqing formed a hand seal and stomped his foot. Instantly, a Tai Chi Bagua compass of the Qimen Dunjia technique appeared beneath his feet.
A gust of wind blew, and the chaotic crowd was forcefully pulled apart, creating a passage!
Wei Changqing directly pushed Zhu Ling and Zhu Huansi out, "Those of you who can't protect yourselves, get out first!"
Although Wei Changqing had joined Li Genmiao's organization before, he still harbored good intentions and protected the weak at critical moments. At this moment, even Long Feicheng had forgotten Wei Changqing's past wrongdoings.
Zhu Ling and Zhu Huansi stumbled out of the Ghost Market. Wei Changqing then pushed out Weng Qianxiang and Long Feicheng.
Weng Qianxiang was self-aware enough to know that staying would only cause trouble, but Long Feicheng refused to leave, saying he would live and die with Yan Shouyi!
The crowd grew more chaotic, and Wei Changqing's effort to maintain the passage was draining. He didn't bother arguing with Long Feicheng and simply told Wang Jiwang to go first.
Wang Jiwang gritted his teeth, holding his lantern, and left with Weng Qianxiang. He didn't forget to shout back,
"Little Long, don't be a burden to Old Yan, hurry up and follow us, we'll meet outside!"
As soon as Wang Jiwang and Weng Qianxiang left, Wei Changqing grabbed Long Feicheng, seeming to intend to force him out.
But at that moment, a large number of evil spirits surged out of the Ghost Market, directly suppressing the chaotic crowd with force.
Simultaneously, the original old locust tree trembled violently, and then sank into the ground!
The passage leading out of the Ghost Market was sealed!
Wei Changqing's face turned grim. He put Long Feicheng down, signaling him to blend into the crowd and not be the first to act.
Someone anxiously shouted, "What's happening? Why are we being stopped from leaving the Ghost Market!?"
"Yes, we need a reasonable explanation!"
"I've been to the Ghost Market more than ten times, and I have a connection with your Ghost King Shi Jing. Please let me leave here first!"
In such a chaotic scene, all sorts of people were present: angry, scared, bewildered.
From the ranks of the evil spirits, a spectral horse in armor slowly emerged. On its back sat a giant evil spirit five meters tall, its body bloated, carrying a massive club.
The giant evil spirit said in a cold voice, "There are robbers and thieves in the Ghost Market today. Master Shi is apprehending them. Once these people are caught, you will naturally be allowed to leave!"
Long Feicheng whispered, "The people they're talking about, could it be Brother Yan?"
"If not him, then who?" Wei Changqing looked up at the San Yuan in the sky.
...
Yan Shouyi, high in the sky, saw the situation in Sifang Street clearly.
"The four entrances and exits of the Ghost Market have been sealed. I don't know if Little Long and the others got out safely."
Yan Shouyi was worried but also struggling to fend for himself.
Lin Zitong shouted, "Be careful, Shi Jing is here!"
Below, a mass of dark ghost energy drifted over. Shi Jing's ghastly face hung at the forefront of the ghost energy like a mask, his eyes fixed coldly on Yan Shouyi!
Yan Shouyi gritted his teeth, "The Ghost Market is too small. No matter how fast the San Yuan is, it can't shake off Shi Jing."
"The entrances and exits of the Ghost Market have also been sealed..." Lin Zitong had already reached for the Red Divine Umbrella on her back, "There is only a fight."
Together, their strength might be enough to deal with Yu Jinbo.
But facing Shi Jing, they still felt uncertain.
Shi Jing, exuding a terrifying aura, finally caught up to Yan Shouyi.
He glanced at the wooden bird San Yuan beneath Yan Shouyi and said coldly, "People of the Yan family are indeed clever. How did you realize I wanted to kill you?"
"My grandfather only taught righteous individuals. Clearly, you are not."
At this point, Yan Shouyi could only face him.
A flicker of anger flashed in Shi Jing's eyes, but his expression remained indifferent.
"You are right. I am not of the same path as your grandfather; we are irreconcilable enemies!" Shi Jing said. "Your coming to the Ghost Market today is like walking into a trap. I really can't find any reason not to kill you."
Yan Shouyi drew his Zanpakuto, and Lin Zitong also held up the Red Divine Umbrella. They were prepared to unleash their strongest moves at any moment to face Shi Jing.
Only Ji Zhan shivered with fear. He would rather jump off the San Yuan's back and die on the spot than face the powerful Ghost King Shi Jing.
Shi Jing sneered, "With just the two of you youngsters, you think you can oppose me, Shi Jing? This is the Ghost Market, my territory. If I want to kill you, I just need to..."
Before Shi Jing could finish speaking, thick fog instantly enveloped the Ghost Market!
The fog spread everywhere, reducing visibility to less than two meters!
Shi Jing was furious and summoned the Yin wind again, which dissipated the fog in moments.
However, although the fog had cleared, Yan Shouyi and Lin Zitong had vanished.
Shi Jing's face darkened considerably.
This was the Ghost Market, his territory.
Yet, someone dared to interrupt him under his nose and forcibly abduct Yan Shouyi and Lin Zitong?!
This was not just a disgrace; it was an outright insult!
Shi Jing roared, "All units mobilize! Search every house, and find that Lu Ban descendant!!"