On the other hand, in the courtyard outside the abbot's room...

At this moment, a fierce battle had already unfolded here. The two sides involved were naturally the "Heavenly Dao" fierce spirit, Miao Xuzi, and the last two members of the Corpse Blade First Squad, Xian Ye Wei Wang and Zui Zhong Qiang Xi.

Miao Xuzi's power was beyond doubt. First, his physical skills were excellent, with strength and speed no less than Xian Ye Wei Wang's. Second, he could release his own demonic energy to launch various mid- and long-range energy attacks. Third, he was proficient in various crowd-control spells, making him difficult to defend against. In addition... he also possessed the three basic tenets of most powerful bosses: high defense, thick HP, and the ability to regenerate health during battle.

Normally, Xian Ye Wei Wang and Zui Zhong Qiang Xi might not have been afraid of this guy. After all, they were professional players; to them, a boss of this strength would only be of above-average difficulty in a two-on-one situation. But in this script... the players' skills were greatly weakened due to the "Blood煞 Barrier." Under such circumstances... Miao Xuzi wasn't so easy to deal with.

Before long, the two members of Corpse Blade First Squad were both injured in the fight... Fortunately, their vitals weren't hit, and their survival value loss wasn't severe. But unfortunately, no matter the outcome of this battle, the blood on their bodies would inevitably make them targets for the ghosts.

Not to mention the distant future, just in the present... as they fought fiercely with Miao Xuzi, the group of ghosts slowly drifting from behind had approached within ten meters. As a result, the two players' room to maneuver became even more cramped...

"Captain, if this goes on... we're all going to die here..." After being grazed by demonic energy again, Zui Zhong Qiang Xi finally couldn't help but offer this suggestion.

"I know..." Xian Ye Wei Wang blocked Miao Xuzi's zen staff with his broadsword, turning his head to reply, "... I'm trying to figure something out."

"Captain... Fei Kou Ye just died. If the two of us die here, then our team will be eliminated." Zui Zhong Qiang Xi rushed forward to cover his captain and continued, "In my opinion... given the current situation, we should give up the key and retreat for now..."

Xian Ye Wei Wang was silent for several seconds upon hearing this.

During these few seconds, he dealt with Miao Xuzi's attacks while calculating in his mind: "What he said makes sense... This purple-faced monk is extremely powerful. Not to mention deciding the outcome in a short time, whether we can win is still a question... I originally planned to enter the pagoda before the Hell Frontline team, relying on solving the script's secrets to reverse the disadvantage, but I didn't expect this script to be so difficult..." Thinking of this, he subconsciously glanced at the game menu. "Alas... I don't know where that kid Fei Kou Wei Wang died, leaving us with no way out..."

After thinking it over, there really wasn't a better way. Xian Ye Wei Wang had no choice but to make a helpless choice before the disadvantage further expanded...

"Okay, let's retreat for now." He turned to his teammate and said, "We have to change our strategy now. Since we can't rush, we'll take it slow... Let's just leave the temple and find a place to hide, and deal with the blood on our bodies first."

As he spoke, he swung his broadsword horizontally, using a move called Pi Jing Zhan Ji.

Although this skill was weakened, it still had some effect. As the blade energy shot out, it successfully forced Miao Xuzi back a few steps.

"Go!" Immediately afterward, he shouted at his teammate, stepped down, and soared into the air.

Zui Zhong Qiang Xi's speed and agility weren't bad either. He closely followed his captain, leaping up and over the ghosts that were already within reach, and began to flee.

In the blink of an eye, the two had rushed dozens of meters away and were running towards the temple gate.

"Hmph... Trying to run?" Miao Xuzi sneered. "Carrying the scent of blood, where can you run to?"

With that, he patted the dust off his body, tapped his zen staff on the ground, and slowly began to chase after them.

"Can you do me a favor..." Just then, a cold voice suddenly rang out from the darkness in the corner of the courtyard, "... don't chase them for now."

"Oh?" Miao Xuzi's gaze shifted, his expression slightly changing. "So... there was another one hiding in the dark..."

When he turned his head, Ruo Yu had already walked out of the darkness.

"This benefactor," Miao Xuzi glanced at Ruo Yu, his gaze immediately settling on the sword at the other's waist, "it seems you want to save those two just now?"

"I don't mean to." Ruo Yu replied, "If I wanted to help them, I could have shown myself when you were fighting. Why wait until now?"

"Hmm... Makes sense." Miao Xuzi responded thoughtfully, "Then why do you want to stop me?"

"Someone hopes that those two 'don't die immediately'." Ruo Yu said, "And I... am just trying to help him realize his plan."

"Heh... Don't 'immediately' die?" Miao Xuzi smiled. "In other words... they're still going to die in the end."

"Yes." Ruo Yu replied, "When the 'he' I'm talking about thinks they can die, even if you don't do it, we will."

During their conversation, the ghosts in the courtyard had already left, chasing after the two Corpse Blade players. In the vast courtyard, only the two of them remained.

"Hehe... This is interesting." Miao Xuzi chuckled twice, stepping forward. "Although I don't know who this 'he' you speak of is... but for him to let you interfere with my actions, he truly doesn't know whether to live or die..." He approached Ruo Yu step by step. "Who do you think you are? Within this Blood煞 Barrier, they, you... all have to die. As for how they die, when they die... it's not up to you!"

The pitch of his voice gradually increased, eventually turning into a loud roar. His figure also moved with the roar.

The next second, the zen staff, wrapped in demonic energy, slammed down towards Ruo Yu's face.

Ruo Yu's hand had already gripped her sword, ready to meet the attack head-on.

But!

At that instant, a red shadow flashed and arrived between the two.

In an instant, Ruo Yu recognized who it was, so she retracted her hand in time, leaving the sword in its scabbard.

And Miao Xuzi's zen staff... also stopped. But this wasn't because he wanted to stop it himself, but because the staff was being held by two fingers, making it impossible to advance even an inch.

"Not up to us..." After stopping the other's attack, Feng Bujue smirked, staring at Miao Xuzi's face with a malicious gaze, "... does that mean it's up to you?"

At this moment, Miao Xuzi's expression suddenly changed. He immediately wanted to withdraw his staff, but the zen staff was clamped tightly by Feng Bujue's Lingxi Finger, and no matter how hard he tried to pull it, it wouldn't budge.

"What's wrong? Do you want it back?" The malice in Feng Bujue's smile quickly turned into cheapness. Two seconds later, he continued, "If you want it, just say so. If you don't say it, how will I know you want it? Although you're looking at me with great sincerity, you still have to tell me what you want. Do you really want it? Then take it..." Saying this, he suddenly separated his fingers. Miao Xuzi was caught off guard and staggered backward, almost falling. And Brother Jue was still saying, "You don't really want it, do you? Could it be that you really want it?"

"You... you..." After stabilizing himself, Miao Xuzi looked at Feng Bujue with a mixture of shock and anger, so angry that he couldn't speak properly. "... Impudence!" After adjusting his breathing, he shouted angrily, "Who are you? How dare you mock this seat!"

As he said the words "Who are you," Wang Tanzhi and Gu Xiaoling also walked in from outside the courtyard. In that second, Ruo Yu, Xiao Tan, and Xiao Ling almost said half a sentence in unison: "Don't..."

Unfortunately... it was too late.

Miao Xuzi had already asked the question, and so...

"Ha! Hahahaha..." Feng Bujue laughed loudly five times, put his hands behind his back, and stood proudly. "You don't recognize this great lord? Good! Then I'll let you know today! Listen carefully..."

"God..."

"Allah..."

"Sigh..."

The other three members of Hell Frontline all lowered their heads in shame, supporting their foreheads with one hand.

"As the saying goes~" Then, Feng Bujue struck a storytelling pose and said loudly, "The tongue stirs up wind and thunder, the chest exchanges stars. Generosity becomes plain rainbow, whistling raises a clear breeze..."

The following two hundred and fifty characters are omitted... consisting of a rapid-fire monologue comprised of poems, songs, folk proverbs, and Feng Bujue's own creations...

"... Laughing at the vastness of the sea, the breaking of thousands of troops, planning the universe, calculating cause and effect, without awareness, without fear, lightly regarding life and death, neither ghost nor god, like a mad demon." Finally, Feng Bujue ended this lengthy, extremely narcissistic, revealing shamelessness and immense malice self-introduction with a poem title, "The above... is describing me, Feng Bujue."

Miao Xuzi listened... and was immediately shocked, dumbfounded, and stunned... He really didn't know what kind of expression and language to use to respond to this guy in front of him.

The audience watching the match also fell into a state of mental short-circuiting... Regardless of what, Brother Jue's vocabulary, language expression ability, and shamelessness had left the vast majority of normal people in awe.

"Hehehe..." Feng Bujue said, without even panting after completing the entire passage. He then pointed at Miao Xuzi's face and said, "What? Scared until your face has turned purple, huh?"

Miao Xuzi really wanted to reply with "My face is purple to begin with," but he felt that if he said that, he would fall for it... So, he adjusted his expression and replied sternly, "Hmph... A madman, spouting wild words..."

"Ha!" Feng Bujue sneered at Miao Xuzi's response. "Whether it's wild words or not..." Saying this, he moved a few steps closer to Miao Xuzi, "... depends on whether the person who says them has the ability to realize them."

Seeing this, Miao Xuzi immediately moved to the side, pacing silently to deal with Brother Jue.

"From this point of view..." Feng Bujue continued, "... you're the one spouting wild words, overestimating yourself..."