Qiao Yu stepped forward, attempting to pull the door open.

　　With the enhancement of over three hundred points of strength, the seemingly ancient door didn't budge an inch!

　　This couldn't help but surprise Qiao Yu.

　　"Qiao Yu, ignore the door. Just kill the people who need to be killed, and the door will naturally open."

　　Mi Yuan narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, releasing a chilling murderous aura.

　　As soon as she finished speaking, the black cloth in the middle of the courtyard suddenly fell, revealing an altar made of white bones.

　　Behind the altar, several colorful shadows darted back and forth.

　　They clung to the back of the altar, cautiously sticking out half their heads to observe Qiao Yu and the others, as if they were afraid of something.

　　Upon closer inspection, Qiao Yu realized that the colorful shadows were actually paper figures with facial features drawn on them!

　　Qiao Yu became somewhat wary, knowing that these paper figures must be the old man's doing.

　　"Playing tricks! Luo Ling Dragon Slash!"

　　Mi Yuan shouted coldly, and with one strike of her sword, she slashed at the white bone altar.

　　The golden dragon smashed the entire altar to pieces, scattering white bones all over the ground.

　　The paper figures scattered in fear, fleeing as if they were living people running.

　　However, these paper figures were truly weak, and they were quickly torn to shreds by the crisscrossing sword energy.

　　"Hehe, you're quite the hot-tempered little girl."

　　As soon as the voice faded, the old man reappeared, his sparse strands of hair fluttering in the wind.

　　His bulging goldfish eyes stared coldly at Mi Yuan, and he still held his cane in his hand.

　　"Does my temper have anything to do with you? Tell me, why did you trick us into coming here?"

　　Her powerful strength filled Mi Yuan with confidence.

　　Qiao Yu couldn't help but glance at Mi Yuan. It turned out she wasn't unaware that there was something wrong with the old man, she just didn't care.

　　The old man licked his dry lips, revealing a strange smile at the corner of his mouth.

　　"Three little girls, three little boys. This time, I'll definitely get that thing."

　　"Do you have any last words?"

　　The old man's voice was already unpleasant, but now it was even more sinister.

　　With a flick of his cane, the paper figures that Mi Yuan had just cut into pieces suddenly reassembled.

　　The scraps of paper formed a tall paper figure monster. The monster had no facial features, but Qiao Yu had the eerie feeling that it was staring at him.

　　Whoosh!

　　The paper figure pounced straight at Mi Yuan.

　　"Child's play."

　　Mi Yuan calmly raised her broadsword and slashed at the paper figure.

　　However, the paper figure instantly turned back into scraps of paper, wrapping around Mi Yuan's wrist!

　　Mi Yuan's right hand, holding the broadsword, was directly wrapped in scraps of paper, like a mummy.

　　Immediately afterward, the old man slammed his cane forcefully on the ground, and Mi Yuan was pulled forward.

　　Mi Yuan's expression didn't change. Instead, she used the old man's force to continue rushing forward.

　　"Luo Ling Dragon Slaughter!"

　　She shook her wrist with force, and the scraps of paper were instantly turned into paper dust.

　　The broadsword transformed into a dragon's head, opening its bloody maw and biting at the old man.

　　The old man didn't sit still and wait for death. He stomped his right foot and dodged the sword strike at an extremely fast speed.

　　Qiao Yu's lips twitched. He had previously thought that the old man would definitely be faster than him if he lost his cane.

　　He secretly held the Corpse Ancestor Ring in his hand.

　　Boom!

　　Mi Yuan's sword directly chopped the bluestone bricks on the ground into stone dust.

　　The old man on the side raised his cane and stabbed it towards Mi Yuan's temple. If this hit solidly, Mi Yuan would probably die on the spot.

　　Mi Yuan's reaction was also very fast. She exerted force with her calf and swung the broadsword over.

　　The old man sneered, intending to dodge in the same way.

　　At this moment, a light flashed on his body, and the old man suddenly felt his speed drop by half.

　　"Damn it, who is it?"

　　The old man was shocked. Which sneaky bastard was attacking him?

　　Helpless, he could only raise his cane to block, and Mi Yuan's sword struck heavily on the cane.

　　The old man grunted and staggered backward. He looked at the sword mark on the cane, and his face was filled with heartache.

　　He raised his head, his cold eyes sweeping over Qiao Yu and the others.

　　He was sure that his sudden drop in speed was related to them.

　　However, before the old man could take a closer look, Mi Yuan's broadsword arrived swiftly, chopping down towards the old man's head.

　　"Do it!" the old man shouted as he dodged.

　　As soon as he finished speaking, Cao Shao suddenly drew his knife and slashed at Qin Qianxue.

　　The expression on his face was extremely cold, and every strike was aimed at Qin Qianxue's vital points.

　　Fortunately, Qin Qianxue was prepared, and Cao Shao was directly pushed away by a barrier of azure water as soon as he made his move.

　　"Cao Shao, what are you doing?" Qin Qianxue shouted.

　　At this moment, Cao Shao seemed like a different person.

　　If the previous Cao Shao was a somewhat lewd and lustful middle-aged man, then the current Cao Shao was like a venomous snake, ready to bite, making people shudder.

　　"What am I doing? Doing you!"

　　Cao Shao licked his lips and raised his hand to unleash a blade of light.

　　Qin Qianxue was so angry that her pretty face turned red, and she no longer held back, using powerful water-based skills with every move.

　　Wu Chengfu, who was a ninja assassin, had disappeared into the shadows at some point, like a ticking time bomb, watching with predatory eyes.

　　"Be careful."

　　Tang Lan reminded Qiao Yu.

　　Qiao Yu nodded. As the weakest one, he would easily be targeted.

　　If he was accidentally stabbed to death by Wu Chengfu, that would be a disaster.

　　Qiao Yu narrowed his eyes slightly. The existence of the Qiongqi pendant allowed him to unlock a trump card.

　　If Wu Chengfu really treated him like a pushover, he wouldn't mind letting Wu Chengfu experience what it felt like to kick a steel plate.

　　On the other side, Mi Yuan had already forced the old man into a corner of the courtyard. At this time, the old man had nowhere to escape.

　　Just as Mi Yuan took a step forward, preparing to deal with the old man first, the bluestone brick under her feet suddenly shattered, and her entire center of gravity shifted, causing her to stumble.

　　"Woof!"

　　Accompanied by a bark, the lame yellow dog suddenly emerged from the spot under Mi Yuan's feet.

　　"Mi Yuan, be careful!" Qin Qianxue was extremely anxious, but she couldn't spare a hand to help.

　　The old man revealed a smug smile, and his cane stabbed towards Mi Yuan's heart.

　　Mi Yuan reacted quickly, twisting her slender waist with force, and strangely regained her balance.

　　She swung her broadsword and knocked away the old man's incoming cane, but this gave the yellow dog a chance!

　　In the blink of an eye, the dog bit down directly on Mi Yuan's fair leg, and blood flowed from the yellow dog's teeth.

　　Mi Yuan's eyes widened, and her entire pretty face became somewhat distorted.

　　The sharp pain of being bitten by the dog was clearly beyond her imagination. There was something wrong with this yellow dog!

　　Mi Yuan slashed at the yellow dog with her sword, almost cutting it in half.

　　However, the yellow dog still refused to let go, biting even tighter.

　　Qiao Yu couldn't care less about hiding his strength at this time. He raised the Corpse Ancestor Ring, and rushed towards Mi Yuan at an extremely fast speed.

　　"It's you, brat!" the old man glanced at Qiao Yu sinisterly.

　　But he couldn't care about Qiao Yu at this time. He knocked Mi Yuan on the back of her neck with his cane, and Mi Yuan's eyes rolled back as she passed out.

　　Her leg had been bitten through by the yellow dog, and the sound of her blood dripping to the ground could be heard.

　　The old man glared at Qiao Yu with a malicious smile, hoisted Mi Yuan onto his shoulder, and fled towards the middle of the house.

　　"Don't let him escape!" Tang Lan shouted.

　　Just as Qiao Yu was about to chase, the injured yellow dog blocked Qiao Yu's path, baring its teeth at him!