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If the shamaness was still harboring hope earlier, now she was completely convinced.

She was a magic cultivator and knew how terrifying being under prohibition was.

With the prohibition on her, her life and death now rested on someone else's whim, and the shamaness was so scared she went limp.

Yang Fei looked at this old woman hatefully.

If he wasn't hoping to find the Crystal Skull from her, Yang Fei would have already unleashed the Phoenix Mysterious Fire to shatter her soul.

"Where is the Crystal Skull?"

Yang Fei spoke indifferently, not bothering with politeness.

The shamaness trembled and raised her head.

Yang Fei keenly caught a hint of panic and cunning in her eyes.

Suddenly, immense killing intent surged in Yang Fei's eyes.

The shamaness jumped in fright and spoke honestly.

"The Crystal Skull is not in my possession."

Yang Fei stared at her coldly, not backing down.

"Then, where is it now?"

The shamaness's mouth twitched, seemingly attempting to lie again.

However, seeing Yang Fei's icy gaze, she finally sighed.

"The Crystal Skull is at the Soul Suppressing Gate."

Afraid that Yang Fei wouldn't believe her, she cautiously explained.

"The Crystal Skull is the treasure of the Yanfu Sect. After internal conflicts, the sect was attacked by the Righteous Path."

"The sect master died in battle, and the remaining members split into three factions: Underworld Gate, Soul Suppressing Gate, Blood Fiend Gate."

"The three factions kept killing each other over the ownership of the Crystal Skull. Countless people have died."

"Until two years ago, the three factions finally reached an agreement for a semi-annual battle tournament."

"The winning side of the tournament would control the Crystal Skull and continue researching the secrets it holds."

Sighing deeply, the shamaness continued.

"Since losing the tournament a year ago, I searched for ancient corpses in the Place of Extreme Yin, crafting Flying Zombies."

"I initially planned to unite the Yanfu Sect's three factions in this tournament but didn't expect to encounter you..."

Yang Fei sneered.

"To craft Flying Zombies, you caused the deaths of so many innocent people—it's simply unforgivable."

"Those innocent girls were neighbors from the same village whom you watched grow up, and yet you laid such cruel hands on them."

Enraged, he delivered a Heartbreaking Kick, sending the shamaness rolling down the slope.

Struggling, with blood oozing from her mouth, she attempted to rise, only for Yang Fei to walk over in a few steps and pin her neck to the ground with his foot.

Frightened, she looked at Yang Fei and screamed.

"If you're after the Crystal Skull, surrendering to you is understandable."

"But opposing my Underworld Gate for a few ants is laughably foolish."

"Silence!"

Yang Fei roared, interrupting her.

"Before entering cultivation, you were just an ant yourself. Now that you have power, you forget your roots and slaughter your fellow villagers indiscriminately."

Growing increasingly angry, Yang Fei continued.

"To craft zombies, you subjected them to unimaginable torment and humiliation before death."

"You forcibly burdened them with resentment to create magic artifacts, actions utterly against heaven's principles."

The shamaness, initially extremely fearful, found Yang Fei's words increasingly funny, unable to help but laugh heartily.

"Who do you think you are? In the Cultivation World, the weak are prey to the strong; bloody slaughter is the norm. Do you imagine yourself a saint?"

"Even if you kill me, how can you stop countless magic cultivators? How can you change this natural law?"

Yang Fei fixed her with a glare, replying sternly.

"That's the Cultivation World—I don't care about it. But in this modern civilized society, anyone who dares to slaughter the innocent will be brought to justice by me."

The shamaness suddenly grew serious, sizing up Yang Fei.

"I understand now—you're a government officer."

Yang Fei snorted, disinclined to converse further.

"Where is the Blood Fiend Sect? Take me there!"

Suddenly excited, she agreed readily.

"The Blood Fiend Sect has thrived in the Provincial City these years. If you want trouble with them, I'll take you."

Seeing her eager expression, Yang Fei snorted.

"You want to use me as a blade? I'm looking for the Crystal Skull—you said it was in Blood Fiend Gate's possession, didn't you?"

The shamaness' eyes flashed with cunning.

"If you're truly searching for the Crystal Skull, why venture far?"

"In three days, our Underworld Gate, Blood Fiend Gate, and Soul Suppressing Gate have a battle tournament."

"Just help me win, and the Crystal Skull will naturally be yours."

Yang Fei chuckled darkly, recognizing her scheming.

Yang Fei swiftly saw through the shamaness' intentions.

The shamaness, bound by him, begrudged the other two sects.

She planned to bring Yang Fei to the tournament, let him battle the other sects, hoping for mutual destruction, thereby benefiting herself.

Such tricks of using enemies against each other for personal gain wouldn't fool Yang Fei.

Seeing Yang Fei coldly laughing, unease crept into the shamaness' heart.

This pretty boy not only possessed profound Taoist magic but was exceptionally intelligent—truly a monster.

She laughed dryly, and Yang Fei suddenly stiffened his expression.

"You intend to use the Blood Fiend Gate and Soul Suppressing Gate masters against me—good."

"I'm wondering where to find your various evil beings. As you gather together, you save me the trouble."

The shamaness' heart was shocked, ready to argue, but Yang Fei waved his hand, speaking decisively.

"Time? Place?"

The shamaness shivered, realizing this young man intended to challenge the entire Yanfu Sect alone.

Such immense confidence, such terrifying power!

The shamaness had witnessed Yang Fei's divine skills; his profound cultivation seemed unfathomable.

Yet at the tournament, all three sects' finest masters would gather—this brat was seeking death!

As she contemplated, sinister thoughts brewed, and she laughed dryly.

"Indeed, a young hero. This time, our agreed location is Butterfly Villa, about 50 kilometers from the Provincial City."

Yang Fei saw the flame-shaped prohibition on her forehead, sneering.

"Alright, three days from now, we'll go together—dare not play tricks."

Saying this, he ignored the shamaness, striding toward Susu in the distance.

Pressing the flame-shaped prohibition talisman on her forehead, the shamaness' gaze turned decidedly vicious.

"Let yourself arrogantly rampage. Eventually, you'll experience the might of my Yanfu Sect."

Yang Fei and Susu returned to Wutong Village, where Master Huang greeted them respectfully.

He had been the village's Living Immortal.

But after the battle at Zhu Family Tomb, his admiration for Yang Fei was absolute.

Master Huang held considerable influence in Wutong Village.

Thanks to his explanations, the villagers learned that Amiao and the other girls were crafted into zombies by the shamaness and had been exorcised by Yang Fei.

Countless villagers, including Amiao's parents, knelt to thank Yang Fei, grateful for saving the village.

As for the shamaness, after parting with Yang Fei at Zhu Family Tomb, she never returned.

Numerous villagers wanting revenge were left disappointed.

Yang Fei remained unconcerned about the shamaness escaping.

Anyway, she was under the Phoenix Mysterious Fire's prohibition—she wouldn't dare fail to appear."

Indeed, two days later, the shamaness found Yang Fei, accepting his challenge.

Master Huang, knowing they were heading to Butterfly Villa, insisted on accompanying them.

Without much hesitation, Yang Fei agreed.

The four set off together to Butterfly Villa.

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