The night wind howled, casting vast shadows like gigantic curtains, enveloping the city.
Under the moonlight, the dancing shadows of the trees, the pavilions and towers, and the deserted streets were all shrouded in profound darkness.
The lanterns left for night travelers quivered in unison, as if they might extinguish at any moment.
In the depths of the garrison, several soldiers preparing to reach for the Nearby Worm from Xingzhou suddenly froze. Countless pairs of hands made of shadows clung to their heads, faces, chests, and limbs.
RIP—
The hands tore simultaneously, ripping the soldiers to pieces. The specially made stone box containing the Nearby Worm was also engulfed by the shadows, drawn into the deep darkness, and disappeared from sight.
In the square of the Xingzhou Prison, the barrage of talisman arrows from the garrison soldiers continued.
Jianquan's protective Buddha Light was invulnerable, so they targeted him with the darkest and most defiling substances.
