With this true Qi expelled, the various iron swords, iron sabers, and iron prongs in the basket transformed into various birds, taking wing and flying up from within!
The sabers became skylarks, the swords became shrikes, and the iron prongs became kingfishers.
Chen Shi swept his sleeves, and slip after slip of yellow talismans also transformed into orioles, ascending into the air as a flock of birds that flew toward Taiping Gate.
Cold Mountain Rogue's heart skipped a beat: It really is my spell!
At this time, the divine beasts guarding the mountain gate and the disciples on night watch looked up, seeing only a flock of birds flying past overhead, and did not stop them.
Nighttime was when evil spirits ran rampant, and flocks of birds were often startled into flight, while some birds possessed nocturnal habits and hunted at night.
Such occurrences were very common.
A kingfisher landed on a branch near that disciple, leisurely tidying its feathers.
The night-watch disciple glanced at it and looked away.
Suddenly, the kingfisher transformed into an iron prong, flying over like lightning and passing straight through the left temple of the Taiping Gate night-watch disciple with a soft thwip, exiting from his right temple and trailing a spray of blood.
The iron prong embedded itself in the ground with a thud, driving a zhang deep into the earth before its force was spent and it came to a halt.
The night-watch disciple felt a warmth around his ear and raised a hand to touch it, when suddenly the world spun and he toppled over.
Just as he collapsed, two orioles landed on the stone statues of the divine beasts guarding the mountain gate.
The two divine beasts seemed to sense something amiss, turning their heads to look at the night-watch disciple.