Chapter 103 Blood Debt

The expressions on everyone's faces changed. The person who had been clamoring to capture Ye Yang and me suddenly pointed at us and shouted, "Brothers, quickly grab them and make them break the mechanism!"

Ban Jiet a roared, "No one is allowed to move!"

Lao Gutou, however, shouted to me, "Hall Master Li, let me explain..."

The two leaders in the iron cage spoke at the same time, which suppressed the other prisoners.

I wasn't in the mood to listen to his explanation. I immediately tore off two buttons from my clothes and flicked them towards the ground, while pushing Ye Yang and Su Su backwards towards the square well.

The three superimposed killing formations, even without someone presiding over the formation eye, could easily block the prisoners for a moment in this narrow space.

As Ye Yang and I quickly retreated, I saw the instigator rush forward, heading straight for my killing formation.

Lao Gutou wanted to stop him, but the other person brushed past him. As he threw himself at the killing formation, he shouted, "Brothers, I'll pave the way for you! You must get out of here alive!"

The man's body crashed into the blade energy erupting from the killing formation. As his flesh was torn apart and scattered like paper, his bloodied body fell to the ground.

His cultivation was clearly much higher than the first prisoner who died in the killing formation. Protected by his protective *qi*, he wasn't immediately shredded into pieces.

As soon as he landed, he used his remaining limbs to support himself and rolled towards the second formation.

Just as he approached the edge of the killing formation, thunder and fire roared in the prison corridor. Raging flames and a sky full of lightning instantly engulfed him.

I could only vaguely see a charred corpse in the lightning.

At that moment, someone else shouted, "Brothers, wait for me, I'm coming too! Brothers, step over us! Break out of the iron cage and kill Li Po!"

As I saw another figure rush towards the lightning, Ye Yang and I retreated to the edge of the square well again.

"Jump!" Ye Yang grabbed me and jumped down the square well.

I didn't see what happened to the second person who charged into the killing formation, but I could foresee that when we met the prisoners from the iron cage again, we would inevitably face a bloody battle.

Even with Lao Gutou and Ban Jiet a intervening, they wouldn't be able to suppress the prisoners.

In their eyes, I had activated the killing formation to trap them in the first level of the iron cage. The two spies from the Reincarnation Division had become brothers who sacrificed themselves to save them from their predicament.

This hatred, this debt of gratitude, was enough to make them hate me to the core.

I also knew what the result of using the killing formation to block the prisoners would be, but if we didn't stop them, we would be dragged down by the prisoners in the prison where the mechanisms had already been activated.

At that time, it would be difficult for us to escape.

I was sure that there were not only spies from the Reincarnation Division hidden among these prisoners, but also a strategist, plotting in the dark.

Just as a flash of inspiration went through my mind, I heard a muffled sound beside me.

Ye Yang had slashed at the pile of waste paper with his sword *qi*?

What was he doing?

Ye Yang only said, "Hold your breath! Turn into a half-ghost!" and grabbed me, jumping into the sewage beneath the waste paper.

As the sewage submerged Ye Yang and me, I heard Ye Yang telepathically transmitting to me, "Don't move, just stand here. Wait for those people to rush in."

I replied telepathically, "What are you doing? Where's Su Su?"

"To your left!" Su Su's voice also transmitted, "Don't move. We're surrounded by dead people. You're in a half-ghost state, so they haven't moved. If you reach out and touch someone, they'll move."

I couldn't open my eyes in the sewage, but I could feel people moving around me.

The sewage mixed with paper pulp and mud felt more like a swamp to ordinary people. But to those people, it was like air, not hindering their movements at all.

I even felt someone brush past me, walking normally.

Fortunately, that person didn't discover my presence. If we really fought in this sewage, they would be able to move freely, while I would be hampered. Even if I won, I would have to pay a heavy price.

Just as I was feeling relieved, the person beside me suddenly turned and pressed against me.

I felt five things like steel wires slide up my arm.

Judging from the spacing between the wires, it seemed to be a hand.

An image of a hand flashed uncontrollably in my mind. It was as if someone had chopped off the fingers at the second joint and then attached a thick steel wire to each fingertip. These five steel wires were now sliding up my arm, moving towards my neck.

If he exerted a little force, the wires would pierce my throat and I would die instantly.

My first reaction was not to tense my body, but to relax the muscles in my arm.

The reason why he didn't kill me directly, but instead slid his ghost claws along my arm, was to test whether I was alive or dead.

Whether it was a sorcerer or an ordinary person, their arm muscles would tense up before fighting someone. That was why he only touched my arm.

Whether my gamble was right or wrong depended on his reaction after his ghost hand passed my shoulder.