Shen Renjie's mind snapped like a broken string, as if he had been pushed hard from behind. He suddenly emerged from the misty illusion and returned to reality.

When he looked around, there was no golden stone, only the clamor of people and the stench of blood. He was jostled around in the crowd, his clothes torn and tattered, and he didn't even realize he had lost a shoe.

He felt like a rag doll, tossed around and trampled by countless hands and feet, on the verge of being destroyed.

As he looked down, he realized he was stepping on something soft and squishy. In his arms, he held a long, semi-hard, semi-soft object.

He couldn't help but feel his soul leave his body as he lowered his head.

It was a corpse beneath his feet, and the object in his arms was an arm. The arm had been severed for who knows how long, and it had already begun to rot and emit a foul odor.

No wonder he had been smelling something putrid all along.

What was even more terrifying was that he had mistaken it for gold and had even bitten into it!

Shen Renjie couldn't bear to think about it any longer.

The mere thought sent shivers down his spine. He wished he could separate his soul from his body and fly away to the clouds.

He didn't even know how long he had been in a daze.

He remembered being on his way to Azure Dragon Villa, but now he found himself in a pile of corpses.

All around him, people were fighting with guns and knives.

Shen Renjie couldn't tell who was friend or foe, and he had no idea where Ling Shu and the others were.

He had to hide among the dead bodies, trying not to be noticed by the bloodthirsty killers.

What on earth had happened?

Shen Renjie's mind raced as he tried to make sense of the chaos around him.

He felt like he was under some kind of spell, unable to fully wake up from a long dream. He could hear the sounds of violence and mayhem all around him, and he couldn't shake the memory of the dream where he was gnawing on gold.

Shen Renjie shuddered at the thought of what might have happened if he hadn't woken up in time. He could have ended up as just another corpse among the many.

The body blocking his way didn't look freshly dead.

Shen Renjie suppressed his nausea and carefully felt around.

The body was stiff, indicating it had been dead for some time.

Its legs were missing, cut off cleanly without any blood, clearly the work of deliberate human action.

Who could be so twisted as to not let a dead person rest and instead cut off their legs?

And now, with the chaos here, does it mean there's trouble within the Azure Dragon Villa, with their own people killing each other?

At the thought, Shen Renjie felt a glimmer of hope for his own escape.

But the next second, he was violently hit in the ribs, causing him to scream in pain and drop the body he was holding.

He watched in horror as someone with a knife charged towards him.

He didn't want to die!

Shen Renjie let out a mournful cry, already envisioning his skull being split in half.

The blade glinted and gleamed as it descended, and he could even hear the sound of it slicing through the air - fast and fierce!

Bang!

The blade was halfway down when the other person's hand suddenly loosened, and it clattered to the ground.

No, it wasn't the blade that fell - it was the person!

Shen Renjie cried out in shock and joy, "Ling Shu?!"

But as soon as the words left his mouth, he realized that his voice sounded like a chicken being strangled, high-pitched and choked, almost unrecognizable.

With a gun in one hand and a knife in the other, Ling Shu was like a god descending upon the scene.

He killed demons and ghosts alike, cutting a path through the crowd with each swing of his weapons.

Those who dared to attack him, especially the black-robed figures who seemed to shun the light, were all slain by his hand.

When his bullets ran out, he thrust his knife into the body of the next black-robed figure who charged at him, pushing it in with all his might.

Taking advantage of the momentary pause, he quickly changed his magazine with one hand and shot down the enemies on both sides who were about to attack him.

With the others momentarily stunned, he grabbed the still-dazed Shen Renjie with one hand and saved him from being hacked to death by the chaotic blades.

Shen Renjie whimpered and took refuge behind Ling Shu, following him closely as they made their way forward.

"Brother Ling, where are we going?" Shen Renjie's way of addressing him had naturally changed.

"We're looking for the leader of the Azure Dragon Society," Ling Shu replied without looking back.

But finding him wouldn't be easy. Those who had escaped and those who were planning to defect from the Azure Dragon Society were all wearing black robes and hoods, with their white hair hidden inside. In the chaos, who could recognize them?

However, Ling Shu still believed that the man with white hair was hiding among the crowd and wouldn't have gone far.

Not long ago, they had fought each other and if it weren't for Ling Shu's intervention, he would have been trapped in a terrifying illusion. He hoped to find the man with white hair and solve this problem once and for all.

This was their true purpose for this trip.

But the man with the white hair wouldn't be caught so easily, and Ling Shu could tell from his recent behavior that he had a strong desire to fight back rather than run away.

Just as Ling Shu wanted to expose him, the other was unwilling to accept the setback and wanted to defeat and eliminate him.

So, let's see who comes out on top.