Yang Tian quickly headed toward the humble abode.

He was slightly surprised. These villagers were ordinary people without any Spiritual Breath fluctuations. How did they break the Talisman Array he set up?

Yang Tian felt that this village wasn't as simple as it seemed on the surface.

Yang Tian hurried back and heard the sound of fighting from inside.

Yang Tian glanced over, furrowing his brows.

At this moment, Ling Ying stood there, unable to move, holding a Spirit Talisman in her hand but unable to use it.

Both Wang Ying and Wang Yue were startled but remained in a half-awake, half-kneeling state.

Yang Tian's gaze shifted as he saw the village chief holding a mirror.

The mirror emitted a pure white light.

"Where did you just go?"

The village chief snapped at Yang Tian, aiming the mirror at him.

A beam of pure white light shone toward Yang Tian.

Yang Tian was bathed in the light and found himself unable to move.

A flash of surprise crossed his eyes: "What is this? It can't be a Talisman; could it be another Magical Artifact?"

"You shouldn't have come here; you have only yourselves to blame!"

The village chief said emotionlessly, waving his hand. A few villagers came up, brandishing large knives, ready to strike Yang Tian's face.

If they struck, Yang Tian would be seriously injured if not killed.

"Kid, watch out!"

The voice of the Sword Soul rang out as a wave of Spirit Breath surged forth.

Bang!

The large knife struck Yang Tian but was shattered by a powerful force. Yang Tian regained his mobility and punched at the nearest villager's head.

With that strike, the villager's head exploded.

Blood splattered on the villagers behind, fueling their rage.

"Die!"

Several villagers rushed up with machetes.

"You're courting death!"

Yang Tian showed no mercy, delivering a Heaven-shattering Palm Force, killing those villagers instantly.

"You killed my villagers? Courting death! Everyone, help..."

The village chief shouted.

The entire village erupted. Villagers awoke from their cold beds, grabbing machetes and flocking toward the scene.

"No matter how many come, I'll kill them all!"

Yang Tian said coldly.

Clearly, these villagers were brainwashed by some kind of ritual; they knew no fear, only violence.

"Kid, you're going to die here!"

The village chief aimed the mirror at Yang Tian again.

A beam of light shone on him.

Yang Tian felt the pressure and knew the mirror was eerie, so he quickly dodged aside, delivering a Heaven-shattering Palm Technique.

Bang!

The mirror in the village chief's hand shattered.

In an instant, Ling Ying, Wang Ying, and Wang Yue regained their mobility.

"This..." The village chief's face turned furious: "You're courting death!!! Everyone, kill him!"

"Yes!"

The villagers charged with their machetes and axes, but how could they be a match for Yang Tian? In a short while, many were knocked down by Yang Tian.

Yang Tian was careful, killing over a dozen, but only disabling the rest.

He was curious to know what the so-called Divine Spirit these villagers spoke of was.

Why had they stayed here for generations?

Could it have something to do with the Dark Land?

"Stop throwing your lives away. You're no match for me. I just want to ask a few questions and then I'll leave."

Yang Tian said calmly.

In his eyes, none of these villagers were his match.

"What do you want to ask?"

The village chief glanced at the villagers groaning on the ground, glaring at Yang Tian.

"Why are you here? What was the purpose of the ritual just now?"

Yang Tian asked calmly.

"No comment!"

The village chief replied emotionlessly.

"Alright, I'll ask you one last question. How can I enter the Dark Land?"

Yang Tian asked directly.

His question thoroughly enraged the villagers. One by one, they shouted angrily: "Dark Land! You're seeking death... There's a Divine Spirit inside... You're here to harm us... Kill them..."

The villagers roared and surged forward to kill.

"A bunch of trash!"

Yang Tian threw out a Spirit Talisman.

Bang!

A roar sounded, with powerful Spiritual Breath radiating from Yang Tian as the center, blasting toward the surrounding people.

In just a moment, the villagers were knocked backward.

"I just don't believe we can't kill you!" The village chief waved his hand and said solemnly, "Release the wolves!"

"Release the wolves?"

Yang Tian frowned.

After a few villagers ran out, howling sounds began to emanate from afar. Wang Yue's face turned deathly pale as she threw herself into Yang Tian's arms: "Big brother, there are wolves!"

"Don't be afraid, the wolves will attack us, but they will also harm them!"

Wang Ying said calmly.

"Is that so? Haha..."

The village chief laughed heartily.

Yang Tian extended his Divine Sense to probe outside, frowning as he said, "No, these wolves seem to be tamed by them."

"Yang Tian, what did you say?"

Wang Ying's eyes flashed with doubt: How could wolves possibly be tamed by humans?

Owoooo!

A series of howls erupted, and groups of wild wolves burst in from outside, surrounding the four of them. These wolves were fierce in size, opening their blood-red mouths to reveal sinister fangs, but surprisingly, their eyes were blood-red.

"These wolves are not normal wolves!"

Ling Ying said.

As an assassin by nature, she was well aware of the wildness of wolves, knowing that even the owner who raised them from a young age could be attacked and killed.

But these wolves stood in front of the villagers, opening their bloody mouths towards the four of them, roaring incessantly.

This clearly showed that these wolves were not simply tamed.

"These wolves indeed have issues!"

Yang Tian extended his Divine Sense to probe, discovering these wolves shared the same aura as the mirror in the village chief's hand.

This aura seemed to emanate from the tombstone in the back hall.

"Go up and bite them to death!"

The village chief waved his hand, and the fierce wolves opened their bloody mouths, fiercely launching themselves forward.

"Even if these wolves aren't normal, they are not my match!"

Yang Tian said blandly.

Hearing Yang Tian's words, the villagers showed mocking glints in their eyes.

At this moment, Yang Tian acted, flipping his hand, a Divine Needle Talisman flew out, exploded in mid-air, and transformed into Spirit Needles, crackling as they stabbed toward the wild wolves. In just one strike, all the wild wolves were blasted apart.

"Ah!!!"

Everyone froze, rage flickering in their eyes.

"Go up and kill him!"

The village chief waved, and villagers with machetes and axes rushed forward.

Yang Tian coldly hummed, extending his Divine Sense to probe and realized these villagers had been in the village for a long time. After every ritual, the aura from the tombstone deeply infiltrated their bodies.

Whoosh!

Yang Tian made a movement with his hand, suddenly holding a Divine Talisman.

This Divine Talisman was precisely the Spirit-Control Divine Talisman.

Holding the Spirit-Control Divine Talisman, Yang Tian said coldly, "You are all controlled!"

With a wave, the Spirit-Control Divine Talisman in his hand ignited with a swoosh, emitting a ray of light, causing the villagers to collapse, struggling painfully on the ground, trembling all over, letting out painful groans.

"What are you doing..."

The village chief said, his face pale.

"Old village chief, let me ask you a question." Yang Tian asked coldly, "Have you been here for generations? If you leave here, do you automatically die of illness? And by staying here, do you shake with pain every day at 9 PM, so you hold rituals to alleviate your suffering? For hundreds of years, you have survived this way, is that correct?"

The village chief's eyes flickered with surprise: "How do you know these? What else do you know?"

"I also know that you cannot engage in normal marital relations, only when you fetch spring water from the back hall can you reproduce. From this perspective, you are a pitiable bunch!"

Yang Tian said.

The village chief's face burned with anger, but the other villagers fell silent, with only sadness in their eyes.

What Yang Tian said was not incorrect; they were trapped here, living days that were neither human nor ghostly.

"All of this is not some Divine Spirit, but the tombstone you brought back from the Dark Land! You worship it every day, burn it with fire, and the toxic gas silently seeps into your bodies, making you neither human nor ghostly!"

Yang Tian said.

"What!!!"

This time, everyone stood up in shock, staring fixedly at Yang Tian: "Is this really true? That's supposed to be a Divine Spirit!!!"

"You don't believe it? Fine, I can break the tombstone for you right now, and restore you to normal!"

Yang Tian said blandly.

Immediately, the crowd erupted into chaos...