Several days later, at night.
The light of the Twenty-four Bright Pearls in the sky had dimmed, making them look like twenty-four miniature full moons.
By Xian'an Pond south of Golden River City, inside a Three-Courtyard Mansion, Tang Zong prepared to enter meditation and cultivate as usual. But not long after closing his eyes, a flash of light suddenly passed before them.
He frowned and opened his eyes, only to see flickering firelight shining into the room through the silk window paper.
A fire?
Tang Zong found it strange. He immediately got up and opened the door, then looked up to see a blazing fire burning in the middle of the courtyard. At the same time, more than a dozen gray-clad, disheveled figures stood with their backs to him, dancing around the flames.
Instead of sleeping in the middle of the night, they had come into his courtyard to light a fire and dance, interrupting his cultivation?
What gall!
Tang Zong frowned deeply and was about to rebuke them when the crowd suddenly froze.
Then, like puppets on strings, their heads rotated one hundred and eighty degrees. They stared fixedly at Tang Zong with strange, greedy, fervent gazes.
Their eerie smiling faces flickered in the firelight, exceptionally chilling.
Every hair on Tang Zong's body stood on end. He felt as though he had been targeted by a vicious Demon. His heart thudded violently, and he immediately tried to cast a spell and flee.
But just as the Vertical Rainbow Light unfolded, an invisible force appeared around him.
That force was like ice from the depths of the sea, firmly imprisoning him where he stood. No matter how violently his magical power surged, he could not move in the slightest.
Meanwhile, those smiling freaks chuckled strangely as they walked toward Tang