With a surge of adrenaline, I gripped the mountainside, twisting my body several times to evade the falling golden mace.

Despite my quick movements, the Yellow Turban Warrior relentlessly pursued, the golden mace raining down like shooting stars, sending rocks and dirt flying.

The Yellow Turban Warrior's strength seemed inexhaustible. If the pounding continued, either I would be smashed into the abyss, or the warrior would shatter the Connecting Heaven Bridge, cutting off my escape.

With another surge of adrenaline, I grabbed the mountainside and flipped onto the Connecting Heaven Bridge, flattening myself against the ground, legs scissoring, aiming for the Yellow Turban Warrior's ankles.

My kick could easily shatter a wooden training post, but I wasn't confident I could topple the Yellow Turban Warrior. If I missed, the golden mace would splatter my internal organs.

My desperate strike collided with the warrior's legs, and the sound of shattering bone echoed from both of us.

A searing pain shot through me, but I couldn't tell if my bones or the Yellow Turban Warrior's had broken.

Because I didn't have time to check my injuries; the Yellow Turban Warrior was already lunging at me.

The golden mace had flown from his hand, but his body, like a collapsing stone wall, crashed towards me with a powerful gust of wind.

I drew my twin blades from my back, thrusting them straight into his eye sockets.

Bai Zhou and Zi Ye pierced the Yellow Turban Warrior's eyes simultaneously, and blood spurted from the tips of the blades.

I couldn't dodge in time and was splattered with blood.

It felt like a branding iron had been pressed against my eyes, and the intense pain made me want to gouge them out.

My hands reached for my eye sockets, but I stopped myself, gripping the sword hilts tightly.

The Yellow Turban Warrior's blood was poisonous!

If I gouged out my eyes, the poison would be unstoppable. I gripped the sword hilt with one hand and fumbled for the antidote in my bag, pressing it to my face.

When the Snake King taught me the art of snake venom, he told me: "All poisons under heaven, except for Gu poison, are essentially the same. Master one poison, and you'll understand them all."

My snake venom antidote might not neutralize every poison, but it could at least slow down the poisoning. That time was for finding an antidote. If you found it, you'd be saved.

At the time, I asked him: "What if I can't find an antidote?"

The Snake King was silent for a moment before saying: "Find a place to sit down, have a drink, and die like a man."

I knew this was the moment to die like a man, but I still had things to do.

I groped around on the ground for a long time before finding the golden mace. After slicing off the hammerhead with my blade, I used the handle as a crutch and stumbled towards the carriage.

When I was fighting the Yellow Turban Warrior, I hadn't paid attention to the situation at the carriage.

At that moment, Zhao Yue Zhu was locked in a struggle with the female corpse.

Zhao Yue Zhu had hugged the bride and didn't dare let go, desperately inhaling.

The bride struggled twice to break free from Zhao Yue Zhu, then suddenly lunged forward, carrying Zhao Yue Zhu with her.

The four wooden planks that made up the carriage shattered under their impact.

Zhao Yue Zhu was thrown to the ground. She felt a piercing pain as something tore her back, but she still didn't dare let go, desperately inhaling.

As Zhao Yue Zhu desperately fought with the bride, her eyes somehow met the bride's. Zhao Yue Zhu saw an indescribable despair and sorrow in her eyes.

Zhao Yue Zhu had never seen such a look before. She knew the bride wanted to kill her, but she couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy, genuine sympathy, for her.

When Zhao Yue Zhu saw tears welling up in her eyes, she stopped involuntarily. Although she still held her tightly, she no longer inhaled.

The next moment, the bride slowly released her hold and sat down on the ground next to Zhao Yue Zhu.

Zhao Yue Zhu knew I was fighting the Yellow Turban Warrior over there, but after losing most of her Yang Qi, she didn't even have the strength to call out to me. She could only watch helplessly as I fought the Yellow Turban Warrior to the death.

It wasn't until I walked up to her with the hammer handle that Zhao Yue Zhu said in a trembling voice, "Li Po, what happened to you? Your eyes, your legs!"

"It's nothing. I won't die!" I couldn't actually see where they were. "You two get in the carriage. I'll pull you down the mountain."

Zhao Yue Zhu cried, "You're in this state, and you still want to pull us down the mountain?"

"Get in the carriage, listen to me!" I said as if coaxing a child. "Clients should listen to their ritualist. Get in the carriage! Otherwise, I'll throw you on the mountain for the wolves to eat."

I didn't know how Zhao Yue Zhu got into the carriage, but I heard her say, "I'm ready!"

I rummaged through my backpack and found the rope, fumbling to tie a knot on the carriage. Then I took out all the spirit talismans I had and stuck them around the carriage.

Finally, I took off my blood-soaked clothes and threw them into the carriage. "That bride, my clothes are a bit dirty, but they can help you block the talismans. Cover yourself with them for now, and throw them away when we get down the mountain."