Gurgle, gurgle.
Splash, splash, splash.
Drip, drip, drip.
Drowning Karma triggered
Drowning Karma triggered
Drowning Karma triggered
Drowning Karma accumulated: twenty-seven
Within Hantai Prefecture, there were over a dozen General Temples of varying sizes. When some audacious madman pissed on the seventh one, it could finally no longer be concealed and erupted in outrage.
Who! Who is desecrating the gods! Who is desecrating the Bai Clan's Old Ancestor!
The Bai Clan disciples burned with righteous indignation and raised their arms in a cry. "Capture him! Seize him! Draw sinews and flay skin! Death by a Thousand Cuts! Whip his corpse after he dies! Strip his skin to make a drum and beat it every day! Draw his sinews for strings and play them every night!"
"Kill him!"
"Kill him!"
"Clan Head, seven General Temples have been hit in succession. The thief must have come prepared and done this deliberately. Quickly send men to the remaining temples and lay an ambush, so we can capture the thief!"
Bai Mingzhe naturally understood the gravity of the matter. It concerned the Old Ancestor and was of utmost importance. In one breath, he dispatched thirty-six Wolf Smoke Experts and two hundred Galloping Horses, all surnamed Bai. Each temple received dozens of guards, who strictly watched every entrance and exit. Such a deployment was enough to flatten a small county—it could not be said that they were taking this lightly.
The outcome was imaginable. Or rather, the Bai Clan had never imagined that the person doing this possessed heaven-reaching strength!
Above the statue, atop the icy head, two crooked ice horns curled upward.
Another General Temple had fallen!
"When did this happen? What happened?"
"This subordinate did not dare slack off in the slightest. I was dozing off, but... but..."
The leading Wolf Smoke Expert