"Brother Qing, what do we do?"
After leaving the inn, a group of Taisui Society thugs gathered together and beat a rogue senseless. "You freaking dared to give us false information? Are you tired of living?"
"Gentlemen, I wouldn't dare, I really wouldn't!"
The rogue's head was covered in blood as he repeatedly begged for mercy.
"You... really saw it?"
The triangular-eyed man glared at the rogue and asked in a stern, threatening voice.
"I saw it with both my eyes, clear as day." The rogue repeatedly swore oaths.
"Fine. I'll believe you one last time."
The triangular-eyed "Brother Qing" glanced at the sky. It was already close to midnight, and only the kerosene lamps by the roadside still shed light. "You lot, get out of the way for a while. I'm going to invoke the Law Possession!"
The Taisui Society was no ordinary association. Not only were its leaders, left and right protectors, four altar masters, and eight banner envoys experts in unorthodox arts... some of its hall masters and helmsmen were also highly skilled in magic. Even some minor leaders would occasionally win favor and receive a few minor techniques.
Brother Qing was one of them.
"Got it!"
Knowing how formidable this was, the underlings hurriedly moved away.
The triangular-eyed man came to a shadowy corner, pulled a black, ointment-like secret medicine from his pocket, swallowed it, and continuously formed hand seals.
A complicated, tongue-twisting incantation spilled from his mouth.
Whoosh, whoosh!
A breeze swept past, and tiny sounds suddenly emerged from the darkness all around.
This was the Minor Ear Report Possession Technique!
The caster had to offer up his own vital essence and blood, summon a low-rank demon from the Shadow Lineage, and then merge the cultivator's mind with the demon's as one. They could pass