The strength of an individual in the martial world, more often than not, determines the attitude of others towards them, especially in confrontational situations.

Han Liangzhe said, "The clay figures in the Mountain God Temple resemble you. This indicates that the ghosts and gods have already drawn you into their game."

"My subordinates, wielding blades against the clay figures, not only failed to harm you but instead beheaded themselves. This is ample proof that the ghosts and gods will not allow anyone to interfere in their game."

"If it weren't for that imbecile supervisor, I wouldn't have even wanted to set foot in this town. Wouldn't it have been better for me to wait for you to settle the score with the ghosts and gods before reaping the benefits?" Da Feng Novel

"Unfortunately, that fool insisted on coming in, his reason being that he was afraid you would die at the hands of the ghosts and gods."

"In his view, you are wanted criminals of the Reincarnation Division. Aside from the Reincarnation Division, not even the ghosts and gods have the right to deal with you. Only by bringing you back to the Reincarnation Division for a fair trial is the right thing to do."

"But he doesn't know that by entering the town, we are provoking the ghosts and gods? Moreover, we are forcibly inserting ourselves into the game between the Liangjie Tang and the ghosts and gods. It's simply courting death."

Han Liangzhe gritted his teeth and said, "Now, we are essentially fighting the ghosts and gods together!"

I asked with a smile, "Why didn't you think about getting rid of him?"

Han Liangzhe didn't speak but told me through voice transmission, "If it were possible, I would have killed him long ago. The reason why those idiots in the Enforcement Hall can strut around is that they possess a special secret art. If a Reincarnation Division disciple attacks them, they will immediately be countered by the secret art, and all their cultivation will be wasted."

Later, I learned that the Reincarnation Division's Enforcement Hall selects disciples not based on their cultivation level or merits but solely on their loyalty and whether they can act impartially. However, they never considered that a group of people who only know blind loyalty would certainly not understand what "justice" is.

In their eyes, loyalty is the greatest justice.

I said, "I have repeatedly deduced the methods of the ghosts and gods and have come to a conclusion. That is, the ghosts and gods here will first give you a dead end and then let you fight for a chance of survival yourself."

I pointed towards the door behind me, "Look at your disciples. Aren't all those who haven't reached the Tuifan realm carrying the aura of death?"

Han Liangzhe sighed and said, "I have already seen it. I have been seeing it since I entered the door."

When a person's lifespan is about to end, they will carry the aura of death or unusual signs.

If a person's lifespan is coming to an end under normal circumstances, even ordinary people can tell that the person is about to die, without the need for a sorcerer.

However, in abnormal circumstances, ordinary people cannot see it, but a sorcerer can see it at a glance.

The disciples of the Reincarnation Division outside have already reached the point of "death aura changing their appearance." In other words, they are all wearing the faces of dead people and could die at any time.

Han Liangzhe asked, "I don't understand. What do you mean by fighting for a chance of survival?"

I said in a deep voice, "Have you heard of the 'Life-Stealing Secret Art'?"

I told him the legend of the executioner, "If the executioner's secret art had not been interrupted at that time, then the condemned prisoner would have had a 90% chance of surviving. The ghosts and gods here are playing this game with us."

"He chooses someone to die, and we are trying to find a way to let that person live."

I was able to come to this conclusion because Ye Yang covered my neck.

At that time, I finally understood why Bai Shou Zhang wanted to make clay figures according to the appearance of his apprentice and why he wanted his apprentice to distinguish the truth from three sentences.

In fact, those are all "stealing life," which is also equivalent to "breaking fate."

He helps his apprentice steal his life back, and Zhang Bufan's original fate will naturally be broken. Stealing life and breaking fate are linked together.

However, the predetermined life and death have already arrived, and if a sorcerer wants to steal life again, even if the heavens don't stop you, the ghosts will.

A slight mistake will lead to complete defeat.

Not only will the client die, but the sorcerer will also be implicated.

Han Liangzhe couldn't help but gasp, "You know the Life-Stealing Secret Art?"

I shook my head and said, "The evil art of stealing life is ever-changing. Some things can only be known by trying. It depends on whether you dare to try."

Han Liangzhe turned to look outside the door, "I brought thirty-five people, plus the four of you, that's forty people. Will the ghosts and gods play a game of gambling on life with us forty times?"

I shook my head and said, "I don't know. It depends on how the ghosts and gods want to play!"

Han Liangzhe looked at me for a long time before nodding slightly.

He understood what I meant. I was hinting at joining forces to slay the gods.

Forty rounds of winning and losing, not to mention that the ghosts and gods don't have that patience, even the few of us don't have that kind of patience.

As long as we can win a few times, we can anger the ghosts and gods and make them show up for a fight.

The key is whether we have the ability to do so.

Han Liangzhe said, "Then what do we do? Wait for the ghosts and gods to come?" Da Feng Novel Network

I looked at the courtyard, "This courtyard is big enough. Call your people in! When it gets dark, we will probably see the outcome."

Han Liangzhe waved his hand and said, "Everyone come in, find a place to sit down, and drag the dead out and throw them outside."

All the Reincarnation Division disciples entered the courtyard and sat in a circle along the courtyard wall, but they threw the corpse directly on the road.

In the courtyard, forty people sat silently.

Outside the courtyard, a dead man lay alone on the road.

Life and death are only separated by a wall, and also by a thin line.