The downpour was torrential!
With the help of numerous Martial Artists from various martial arts halls, the Public Security Bureau struck down one Black Lotus Sect member after another.
The Black Lotus Sect left a field of corpses in their wake, but the destruction they caused was still shocking. Many young Martial Artists and countless ordinary citizens lay in pools of blood, never to rise again.
"Mother of Non-Birth, Vacuum Home..."
"The mortal world is a prison, all life is suffering..."
Just then, at the end of the street, a man in a black cloak with a strange red lotus rune painted on his face began to chant again, his voice as grating as scraping metal.
As he chanted, a layer of ghastly white fog appeared out of thin air, covering the rain-washed streets.
The fog rolled in with incredible speed, carrying a cloyingly sweet fragrance that made one's head spin.
