363: Officially certified, its absolute strength is beyond question.

Ye Bai shrugged: "I didn't say I was going to take him into the Yellow Emperor's Mausoleum; I just wanted to dispose of his remains."

After speaking, he took out three red candles, lit them, and threw them into the fire. The flames instantly grew more intense, quickly incinerating the outer coffin.

The rising flames made Ye Bai's face look somewhat bewitching.

"Alright, you all rest first. We'll set off tomorrow morning."

Leaving these words, he turned and left, his figure fading into the distance... The next day.

Ye Bai and Yang Mi set off on their journey to the depths of the Kunlun Mountains.

Because they had encountered an Evil Spirit last night, their alertness was much higher.

"Brother Ye, do you feel like we've been going in circles?" Yang Mi suddenly stopped and said with a frown.

Hearing this, Ye Bai looked closely; it was indeed a bit strange.

Logically, they should have crossed a large mountain by now.

However, in front of them, besides a lush forest, there wasn't a single mountain path or cliff to be seen.

"I've got it!"

Ye Bai's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said excitedly: "A Feng Shui Formation is set up here, a Bewitching Formation!"

"Bewitching Formation?" Yang Mi frowned.

She had never heard of this term.

Ye Bai said: "This is one of the oldest Feng Shui Formations, used to trap and kill enemies. It uses the Five Elements of Heaven and Earth to create a 'maze-like' field, trapping intruders until they die."

"Then what should we do?" Yang Mi asked anxiously.

Ye Bai smiled faintly and said: "Don't worry, with me here, I guarantee nothing will happen."

"Mm!" Yang Mi nodded heavily, a strong sense of security welling up in her heart, inexplicably trusting him.

Meng Ziyi also followed closely beside them.

Ye Bai stood in place, looking around, seemingly casually observing the forest shrouded by the Bewitching Formation.

He took a luoyang shovel from his backpack, poked the ground a few times, then grabbed a handful of soil and sniffed it.

"This Bewitching Formation isn't simple; it seems to incorporate other evil arts. It must have been done intentionally."

Ye Bai said in a low voice. His voice was cold, yet it had a power that made people feel at ease.

Yang Mi and Meng Ziyi huddled together nervously. The stream camera clearly transmitted this scene to the viewers. bullet comments scrolled frantically:

"Whoa, it really is tomb raiding! This is so exciting!"

"Mi Mi and Ziyi, be careful. This feels so dangerous."

"This Ye Bai is so handsome; he definitely has a way."

"Isn't this illegal? Will they get caught?"

"The person above doesn't know, right? Our Boss Ye has official certification. Even the Archaeological Team has to respect him!"

Ye Bai ignored the viewers' reactions. He crouched down, took out a few Ancient Coins from his bag, and placed them on the ground according to specific orientations.

He muttered under his breath, an ancient and mysterious incantation that seemed to carry power across a thousand years.

As his last syllable fell, a faint light shimmered around the Ancient Coins.

"This is..." Meng Ziyi covered her mouth in surprise.

"This is the first step to breaking the formation: finding clues to the formation eye. These Ancient Coins can resonate with the surrounding energy field and guide us," Ye Bai explained.

Yang Mi held the streaming equipment, showing the Ancient Coins and the light to the viewers. The bullet comments exploded again:

"Is this special effects? Too fake."

"It feels so magical. If it's real, it's too terrifying."

"Mi Mi, be careful, don't be fooled."

Ye Bai walked in the direction where the light of the Ancient Coins flickered, with Yang Mi and Meng Ziyi following closely behind.

Before long, they came to a huge ancient tree.

The trunk of this tree was so thick it would take several people to hug it. There were strange patterns on the bark, like twisted human faces, exuding an eerie aura.

"This is it. The formation eye should be under this tree," Ye Bai said.

"Ah? This tree looks so scary," Yang Mi said with a trembling voice.

Meng Ziyi was also a bit scared. She held Yang Mi's hand and unconsciously moved closer to Ye Bai.

Ye Bai took a specially made Dagger from his backpack and began digging under the tree.

After digging for a while, his movements suddenly stopped, his brows furrowed.

"What's wrong?" Yang Mi asked.

"There's something guarding the formation eye. It's an Evil Spirit from folklore—a Soul-Eating Ghost. It's said to feed on human souls and specifically guards such evil formations." Ye Bai's words made the atmosphere even more tense.

The viewers in front of the screen also felt that fear:

"Gosh, a Soul-Eating Ghost? That's too far-fetched."

"I've heard of this legend. It's said that once you're targeted by it, death is certain."

"Streamer, run! Don't continue!"

Just then, a sinister laugh echoed through the forest, making one's hair stand on end.

Suddenly, several black claws stretched out from the tree trunk, grabbing towards Ye Bai and the others. Ye Bai reacted quickly, swinging his Dagger to ward off the claws while shouting: "Get back!"

Yang Mi and Meng Ziyi hurriedly retreated. Yang Mi didn't forget to hold the streaming equipment; the camera was a bit shaky, but the viewers could still clearly see the terrifying scene.

"Holy crap, those claws are so long!"

"Damn, is this for real?"

"Is that a Soul-Eating Ghost?"

"I don't believe it! It must be fictional!"

Ye Bai narrowed his eyes, his gaze sharp. Holding the Dagger, he charged forward and stabbed it hard into the Soul-Eating Ghost's head.

The Soul-Eating Ghost shrieked and instantly retreated back into the tree trunk.

Ye Bai pulled out the Dagger. Blood gushed out, staining the ground red.

"It's... a living thing!" Meng Ziyi cried out in surprise.

She had wanted to persuade Ye Bai to run for his life just now, but who would have thought they would actually encounter a Soul-Eating Ghost.

Ye Bai's expression turned solemn. The Soul-Eating Ghost was strong, perhaps even more powerful than an ordinary Ghost Messenger.

Clutching his Dagger, he cautiously approached the tree trunk.

The tree wasn't particularly thick, only about five or six meters in circumference.

Ye Bai slowly bent down and reached a hand into a hollow in the tree.

It felt icy to the touch, chilling to the bone.

"Such a cold, yin aura..." Ye Bai frowned.

He looked up and found a large Sapphire embedded in the top of the tree hollow.

The gem was emitting an eerie green light, making the pitch-black tree hollow look even more sinister and gloomy.

"Ye Bai, how is it? Did you find the formation eye?" Meng Ziyi asked urgently.

Yang Mi clenched her fists tightly, her pretty face tense and full of worry.

"There's something wrong with this gem. We need to leave here," Ye Bai shook his head, withdrew his hand, and said.

"What do you mean?"

"I suspect there's a corpse hidden at the bottom of this tree," Ye Bai said seriously.

"Ah? How could there be a corpse? Is it a formation set up by a Feng Shui Master?" Yang Mi asked blankly.

Ye Bai shook his head and said: "I'm not sure. Anyway, we can't stay here now. I expect that Soul-Eating Ghost will catch up soon."