Monk Shi Jie chanted a Buddhist mantra, his eyes landing on a severed arm not far away, yet his face was filled with excitement. Gu Shi Yi rolled her eyes at him,
"With such chaos, those shamans should be drawn out by now. Let's hurry and leave!"
Monk Shi Jie reluctantly glanced at the blood-soaked ground and the crowd groaning in agony, then dove into the Demon-Subduing Pestle at Gu Shi Yi's waist. Gu Shi Yi's figure flickered through the frenzied crowd and vanished in an instant...
"What happened?"
In a building not far from the Main Hall of the small town, a group of tattooed shamans gathered. Hearing the commotion outside, they immediately stood up, except for the one at the top position, a tattooed Big Han from head to foot. His expression unchanged, he merely turned to look out the window, his gaze seemingly piercing through the thick stone roof, witnessing the events in the small town,
"Ah... a great upheaval has indeed arrived!"
