The next day.
Fang Xi leisurely walked out of his own little courtyard, preparing to head to Little Creek Village to carry out his mission.
Just then, his ear twitched, and he raised his right hand.
A mud pellet landed in his palm.
After crushing it, he saw a slip of paper inside, with a faint line of writing on it.
"Looks like these External Gods aren't completely united after all..."
Fang Xi chuckled softly. The slip of paper in his hand spontaneously combusted without any wind, turning to ash.
He walked out through the city gates and soon arrived outside Little Creek Village.
The village was shrouded in hazy mist. By the stream, several village women were washing gauze...
Yet at this moment, they seemed to have repeated the same action for who knew how long. Even though their hands were dripping with blood, with white bones faintly visible, they still refused to stop!
Seeing this, several talismans immediately appeared in Fang Xi's hand.
"Heavenly Master commands, swiftly and urgently as the law decrees—go!"
He flicked a finger, and one talisman began to burn. Sparks shot toward the few village women, transforming in midair into streams of sweet rain that fell from above.
Threads of rainwater seeped into the village women's bodies, causing their palms to heal at astonishing speed.
Then, one after another, the village women began kneeling on the ground and vomiting. Black insect eggs were mixed into the yellow bile.
When they saw this, they all let out shrieks before fleeing the village in blind panic.
It seemed that some indescribable terror was lurking within the village, causing them to instinctively put as much distance between themselves and it as possible.
Roar, roar!
Suddenly, the door of a village house was blasted away, and a figure