205: There is a group of very bad people!

It wasn't just Lin Qi Ye; the other members of the Reserve Squad were equally surprised.

Before entering this primeval forest, they had close contact with Squad 332.

They clearly remembered that Captain Li was a simple and honest Night Watcher, but the current Li De Yang, although his appearance hadn't changed at all, exuded a chilling aura that sent shivers down their spines.

"Captain Li, weren't you staying at the Forest Bureau? Why did you come here?" Bai Li Pang Pang asked, puzzled.

After speaking, he wanted to step forward and talk to Li De Yang.

Just then, Bai Li Pang Pang suddenly felt his clothes at the back of his neck being grabbed.

Immediately after, a huge force pulled him back.

Bai Li Pang Pang looked back and found that the person who pulled him back was Wang Mian.

At this moment, Wang Mian's eyes were full of apprehension, and he took a step towards Li De Yang, placing his right hand on Yi Yuan.

"Li De Yang isn't like this. Who exactly are you?" Wang Mian questioned.

"Heh, are you very familiar with Li De Yang?" Li De Yang felt a hint of displeasure when he saw Wang Mian approaching with his blade.

Li De Yang seemed to sense something, and he glanced at the dark depths intentionally or unintentionally, saying,

"Never mind, I don't have time to explain to you now. However, as a Night Watcher, I must warn you that the events that follow are not something you can interfere with."

After speaking, a patch of ink-black area suddenly appeared beneath Li De Yang's feet.

Li De Yang's figure gradually sank, quickly disappearing before everyone.

Shen Qingzhu's face was cold. "What exactly is going on? Was that person just now Li De Yang or not?"

Lin Qi Ye sighed, "Perhaps, he is the true Li De Yang. I sensed the power of a God on him."

Upon hearing this, everyone except Wang Mian showed expressions of surprise.

What?

Isn't Li De Yang a Night Watcher of the Chi Realm? How could he possess the aura of a God?

In everyone's mind, the image of a God was very grand.

Therefore, it was very difficult for Shen Qingzhu and the others to associate that weathered uncle with the word "God."

Wang Mian nodded, "It seems Anta County is far more complex than we imagined. It seems we'll have to wait for Commander Ye and the others to arrive before we can inquire in detail."

At this moment, Whirlpool asked in a low voice, "Captain, what do we do now? He just warned us not to interfere!"

Whirlpool's voice trembled slightly, apparently frightened by Li De Yang.

At this moment, everyone turned their gaze to Wang Mian and Lin Qi Ye; currently, only these two God's Proxies were qualified to make decisions.

"We've already come this far. I'm not willing to leave without figuring out the situation."

Wang Mian hesitated for a moment before stating his opinion.

Lin Qi Ye nodded; he shared the same opinion.

However, there was one thing Lin Qi Ye didn't say: he always had a strange feeling that something in the depths of this ancient city was waiting for him.

...

Song Zhong stood before the ancient coffin.

After a friendly greeting, the other party did not respond to Song Zhong.

"Oh, are you shy? Unfortunately, I'm in a hurry. If you don't come out, then I'm going to lift your coffin lid!"

Song Zhong's right hand transformed into a claw, grabbing a corner of the coffin lid. Then, with a gentle pull, he directly flung the coffin lid open.

As the coffin was opened, a peculiar, faint fragrance wafted out. Jia Lan, dressed in deep blue robes, was now looking at Song Zhong, who appeared as Lin Qi Ye.

Her eyes, as brilliant as stars, stared intently at Song Zhong, and she spoke:

"You... are... not... him!"

Perhaps she had been asleep for too long, as Jia Lan struggled to organize her words.

Just these four short words nearly exhausted all her brain cells.

Song Zhong wasn't embarrassed to be exposed. The silver light faded from his body, and he returned to his original appearance.

"If judging solely by appearance, you shouldn't be able to tell the difference. So, is it a difference in aura?"

Jia Lan shook her head, then nodded.

"Qi... breath."

"Understood. The prank ends here. Although I am not Lin Qi Ye, he is my believer.

You can choose not to believe me, but Lin Qi Ye is currently in danger."

Upon hearing Song Zhong say that Lin Qi Ye was in danger, Jia Lan's expression immediately became tense.

Her breathing clearly quickened.

"Simply put, Lin Qi Ye encountered a group of very, very bad people. He desperately needs help right now. In a moment, those people will be chasing after him.

If you don't believe me, you can sense it yourself; Lin Qi Ye's Qi is also in this city.

You don't need to pretend in front of me; I know you have this ability."

Jia Lan closed her eyes. After sensing the surrounding situation with her Mental Energy, her expression became grave.

"Someone... is... blocking... him... between."

Song Zhong laughed, "That's right, the group of people blocking the way are those very, very bad people. It is they who are preventing you from meeting Lin Qi Ye."

Jia Lan rolled her eyes at Song Zhong, meaning not to treat her like an idiot.

Jia Lan merely had unclear speech; her intelligence was still online.

"You... want... to use... me?"

"That's right. That group of people has an altar that can summon an Outer God. When that happens, everyone here will die by the Outer God's hand.

I know you possess Immortality, and you are only one step away from becoming a God. So, to save Lin Qi Ye, I need you to help me hold them off."

Jia Lan did not immediately agree to Song Zhong.

Song Zhong's expression, however, showed no panic.

Thump-thump-thump!

Just as the two were at a stalemate, a rapid sound of footsteps came from outside the main hall.

"Lord Yue Huai, the end of the palace should be ahead. I guess Song Zhong must be inside; he can't escape." Qian Mo's voice came from outside.

Yue Huai was about to speak when he suddenly heard a creak!

The door of that grand hall opened.

A familiar figure walked out; it was Song Zhong.

Yue Huai's face was grim. "What, not running anymore? If you still want to use a trick to confuse us this time, it won't work."

"Hehehe, this time I don't plan on running!"

A hint of scarlet flashed in Song Zhong's eyes. The next second, a furious gust of wind blew from the hall behind him towards Yue Huai and the others.

A blood-red mist enveloped Song Zhong with the fierce wind.

Yue Huai's face stiffened. Damn it, this kid still wants to use a diversionary tactic?

He was underestimating him too much. He secretly gave an order to the Wind Vein Earth Dragon.

The few believers behind him were fully concentrated, observing the changes in their surroundings.

However, what they didn't expect was that the Wind Vein Earth Dragon, who was the First Seat, suddenly swelled in size and swallowed several believers in one gulp.

Then, that Wind Vein Earth Dragon seemed to go mad, placing the altar on its back on the ground and ramming into it.