Zhao Yi: "Well, remember to help me fix the door after you take what you need."

Zhao Wuyang's copper coin sword is still with Zhao Yi, and he hasn't returned it. He's already decided to use the Zhao Family Treasure Vault to exchange for this sword.

The meaning of that sentence is that after Li Zhiyuan enters the vault to gather what he needs, he'll conveniently upgrade the Zhao Family Treasure Vault's array and restrictions, essentially inviting a thief to act as a security consultant.

Li Zhiyuan: "Is that appropriate?"

Zhao Yi: "You're the expert."

Li Zhiyuan: "We'll see how many good things are inside."

Zhao Yi: "You won't be disappointed. From the assorted cultivation techniques in our family, you can tell that our ancestors have been like packrats, collecting from everywhere to enrich our foundation."

Li Zhiyuan: "That's a filial analogy."

Zhao Yi: "Sometimes I also feel sorry for them. The old folks always hoped for another Dragon King in the family, but little did they know, if a Dragon King really appeared, the first thing they'd do is kill them, haha."

Li Zhiyuan put away the paper and pen, closed his eyes, and began to rest.

There weren't many cars on the road at night, and Zhao Yi drove quietly.

The people in the backseat were also taking turns sleeping.

Suddenly, Li Zhiyuan opened his eyes, and Zhao Yi immediately stepped on the brake.

Under the car lights, a figure wearing a purple-black official robe appeared ahead.

The person had their head lowered, holding an incense burner with three incense sticks inside.

The darkness behind them seemed like a mountain hanging upside down, instantly awe-inspiring.

They appeared abruptly in front of the car, but once the car stopped, they vanished and were undetectable.

Zhao Yi: "They're here."

Li Zhiyuan: "Yeah."

In the back, Run Sheng knocked on the glass, saying a painting of Yama had just cracked.

Zhao Yi pulled the car over to the side and lit a cigarette.

"I thought at least we had to get close to the Fengdu Territory before they'd make a move. I didn't expect them to appear so early, not even halfway there."

Li Zhiyuan: "You insulted them too harshly. You smashed the pendants and jewelry and even spat on them."

Zhao Yi widened his eyes, looking at Li Zhiyuan: "Li, you can't say that!"

Li Zhiyuan: "I'm just stating the facts."

Zhao Yi: "Obviously, you were the one who poured black dog blood and insulted them recklessly. I was just following up... I couldn't stand seeing our elders humiliated like that and gave those ornaments a quick end, preserving the dignity that you trampled on."

Li Zhiyuan: "It doesn't make much difference. We didn't manage to silence those Ghost Generals; they'll definitely take the real information back. The other side will have a clearer understanding of our identities.

I'm the inheritor, and Meng Meng's surname is Yin. If I were them, given their scale, coming out of Fengdu carries great risk, and directly targeting me and Meng Meng isn't that appropriate. Naturally, they would prioritize you."

Li Zhiyuan said as he pointed to the car window in front of Zhao Yi.

The car window already had a layer of dust, and now the traces of three incense sticks appeared.

The young man: "This incense is burned for you."

Zhao Yi: "This is really unfair."

Li Zhiyuan: "There's no difference; you're just being placed upfront. Though aimed at you in name, it's actually directed at all of us."

Zhao Yi reached out and touched the car window: "Three incense sticks, does that mean he has three chances to make a move?"

Li Zhiyuan: "Yeah, entities of their level can't roam freely in the mortal world, naturally constrained significantly."

The young man took out paper and pen again, starting to draw from memory, depicting the figure they saw earlier.

Li Zhiyuan: "Take a look, recall the details, and see if it matches what I drew."

Zhao Yi: "It's not the same. Although very similar, I'm sure that what I saw is different from yours."

Li Zhiyuan nodded, seemingly unsurprised: "Then that makes sense. That Judge was a composite entity, a judge and not a judge.

If it was merely for the benefit of observation by the big shots behind it, then the fabrication is too meticulous.

You completely grasped him with a judge's mindset, and you did so successfully.

So, I speculated whether the Underworld has its own rules, and officials at the Judge level are prohibited from going out to the mortal world.

The Ghost Generals can be a bit freer, as they do need to roam outside to capture wandering and evil spirits."

Zhao Yi: "Then why not continue to send out Ghost Generals? I don't believe we encircled all of Fengdu's Ghost Generals yesterday.

Wait, could it be because the inheritance of Ghost Generals is somewhat dull?

In their view, continuing to send out Ghost Generals would simply deliver ghost heads to you?"

"Yeah, that should be it. The miasma yesterday wasn't set by that Judge alone, but likely a combined effort from the four Generals and eight Officers. That Judge, in turn, could gain more freedom and flexibility within the miasma."

Zhao Yi: "So the big being that appeared this time, including what we just saw, is actually a blinding technique?"

"Hold on a second."

Li Zhiyuan closed his eyes, recalling the scene in his mind of seeing the robed figure holding the incense burner in front of the car while sitting inside.

The same scene, the young man was reviewing it from different perspectives.

Zhao Yi smoked while sensing the rapidly changing Feng Shui atmosphere at the passenger seat.

After a short while, the young man opened his eyes and began to sketch.

Aside from the original figure drawn, he depicted five others with similar but distinct details.

Zhao Yi stubbed out his cigarette and pointed to one of them: "That's the one I saw."

Li Zhiyuan: "Then that Yama, like the Judge yesterday, was molded by a collective effort to wander the mortal world."