"Wuuu! Wuuu!"
The old beggar's voice was mournful as he cried out loud.
His weeping was incredibly infectious, making even the guarding soldiers unconsciously contort their faces and shed tears.
The next moment, as the tears hit the ground, they fell in swathes like cut wheat.
Not only the soldiers fell but also the outermost officials.
"Evil Dao's 'Great Sorrowful Heaven Crying Scripture'?"
True Monarch Zhang, who presided over the ceremony, remained expressionless and continued to command the officiants to step forward and burn the tribute.
Meanwhile, from within the Imperial Palace, a radiant light burst forth, transforming into an Emperor's Dharma Body wrapped by nine dragons, cursing, "Heavenly Cry Demon Lord, you're not even human, what the hell are you crying for!"
Amidst the scolding, the entire Changluo City became hazy in an instant.
All the commoners within the city vanished without a trace, abruptly absorbed into Yin City.
