The situation is far worse than we imagined.
Moreover, many of the things that happened here.
We couldn't explain any of them.
Even Uncle Tang, who had been in this line of work for decades, was lost.
He could only make a general judgment.
This spectral and ghostly realm was about to collapse.
We had to leave here before it did.
And we couldn't fall into the black holes that were forming...
"Let's go, hurry. Everyone be careful, don't fall into those black holes."
Uncle said, killing two specters with a strike.
Then he took the lead and ran.
I and a few others followed suit.
The hundreds of living souls behind us didn't hesitate either, running forward continuously.
The specters around us continued to attack us with their "woo woo" cries.
Many living souls, unable to dodge in time, were caught and bitten to death by the specters.
Or they fell into those pitch-black holes, disappearing without a trace.
We ran from inside the palace, all the way down.
Soon, we reached the grand plaza.
Here, black holes were continuously connecting and growing larger.
At the forefront, two particularly large black holes had formed.
The gap between them was only about ten meters wide.
Once the two large black holes connected, we would have no way out.
Seeing this, Uncle shouted:
"Quick, everyone hurry out."
We were also anxious.
We kept running forward.
And rushed through the ten-meter-wide path.
The living souls behind us also quickly rushed over.
But some, for various reasons, were still trapped inside.
Or they fell into the black holes.
Those trapped living souls cried out in despair.
But we could no longer save them.
Given the current situation, we were already struggling to save ourselves.
We took a glance and didn't linger.
The Holy Mother would only endanger herself.
Saving them could only be done after ensuring our own safety.
We ran away from the ghost palace area and headed for the exit of Qinggang Building.
However, the connected parking garages also began to show anomalies.
The things here were replicas, illusions.
Therefore, there were no scenes of objects decomposing.
Instead, black holes resembling whirlpools appeared one after another.
Looking around, the connected garage was filled with black whirlpools.
On the pillars, on the cars, on the ground...
It felt like everything here was twisting.
We ran forward for a distance following the markings and found that the situation was not good.
Our path ahead was blocked by several distorted large whirlpools.
These twisted black whirlpools were the same as the black holes in front of the ghost palace.
Once you fell in, you were gone.
There was no sound at all, and we didn't know if they had disappeared or fallen somewhere else.
"Uncle, there's no path ahead."
"It's over, it's over, the exit is blocked, we can't escape!"
Old Mo said anxiously.
Xia Qiuxi also frowned.
The more than two hundred living souls following us were also panicking.
They whispered among themselves, not knowing what to do.
Uncle looked around:
"Damn it, what do we do now!"
Uncle himself was a bit unsure of what to do at this point.
But I knew we couldn't wait here to die.
Moreover, the situation here was likely related to the Black Underworld Ghost King.
He wouldn't trap himself here as well.
He must have left himself a way out.
And I had learned from a previous conversation with the Black Underworld Ghost King.
This spectral and ghostly realm had more than one entrance.
Since the exit of Qinggang Building was blocked, our only way out was to find the other entrances.
We had to try anything, even if it seemed hopeless.
So I said:
"Uncle, we need to find other entrances now.
If we stay here, we can only wait to die."
As soon as I finished speaking, Old Mo said:
"How can Old Qin find them? The entrances here only appear at certain times.
If we don't know the location or the time.
How can we find them?"
Xia Qiuxi and Uncle also nodded, as this was a crucial issue.
Without solving this problem, we would be like headless flies.
I took a deep breath and replied:
"I don't know, but didn't the Black Underworld Ghost King say before!
When the Yin-Yang Gate opened, Yang energy would surge in, causing the ghost palace to decompose automatically.
So, we just need to run towards where the Yang energy is strongest.
Although it might not be effective.
But here, we can only wait to die."
After speaking, I looked at the dense black whirlpools that had appeared in all directions.
And the ghost palace behind us had already become pitch black.
There was no aura, just blackness, nothingness.
Uncle, Old Mo, and Xia Qiuxi had no better ideas, and hearing what I said.
They also nodded.
And I immediately turned and said to the living souls:
"You are all ghosts, you should be the most sensitive to where the Yang energy is strongest.
Now, lead us!"
The living souls also heard our conversation.
At this moment, hearing me say this.
They all looked around and sniffed the air.
"Daoist Priest, this way!"
"Daoist Priest, the Yang energy is strong this way!"
"No, it's stronger here!"
"..."
Suddenly, dozens of voices rang out.
Pointing in all directions.
Seeing this, the few of us were stunned.
Our backs turned cold.
What the heck! There are so many, whose direction should we listen to?
Are we really going to be trapped and die in this soul realm, disintegrating and vanishing with it?