Curfew means little to a Daoist with Daoist Cultivation. Master Taicheng using an Eye-Blocking Technique, followed the Ghost General into the city. Though it didn't stir up any agitation, his rage was burning ever more fiercely.
Lately, because of the mess that Taiyang's pestilence had provoked, he found no outlet for his pent-up anger. Now, a Wild Ghost popping out of nowhere had the audacity to humiliate him, it was utterly unbearable.
Just ahead was the Changchuan Marquis Mansion, Master Taicheng transformed his copper coin sword into a feathered arrow, shooting it with full force at the Ghost General.
Hit by the sword, the Ghost General let out a piercing scream, plummeting from mid-air before being swept into a courtyard by an invisible force.
Where is the Ghost Messenger? Take me to the Underworld to be reincarnated and punished. The mortal world is too frightening, I no longer cling to it.
