They each looked like fierce gods and demons, dressed in yellow robes, covered in bloodstains, wielding blades and spears, and chanting slogans that Tao Qian was extremely familiar with, slashing through.
"Ancestor God shattered, Longevity powerless... the commoners like grass, officials like blood cattle... where Taiping reaches, brightness shines."
"Taiping Army!"
Just as this thought arose in everyone's minds, a coquettish transmission pierced into their brains.
"You wouldn't think I, Lian Yulou, came to capture this Rashamon Girl on a whim. Jin Mansion has been dragged into the miasma of worldly Evil Light, enough to hide us for an hour. When I made my move, these obedient children also slaughtered all the Demon Cultivators guarding the Rashamon Girl in the dark."
"I know that many among you, although bound by Evil Silk, still have strength to spare. To prevent you from meddling while I and three fellow Daoists exchange pointers, I'll have to inconvenience you as well."
