Shadow Over the Taoist Temple
"Come to think of it, this is the first time I've seen corpses like yours." I sighed, then looked at him. "You've actually been dead for a long time. You didn't turn into zombies, either. Someone must be controlling you."
"He's the real culprit behind all this. And whether it was you or those pilgrims, I'm afraid you were the one who killed them all, weren't you?"
"These people are nothing more than your puppets. You should show your true form now, shouldn't you?"
Faced with my words, the Taoist boy let out a wild laugh. "Haha, you're very clever. I'll tell you the truth. The entire Taoist Temple was slaughtered clean long ago. There isn't a single living person left."
"This place belongs to me now. Anyone who trespasses will pay a terrible price."
"You should reel in the strings." I pointed at the Taoist boy's neck. His body immediately went limp and collapsed to the ground. Soon, it became a corpse.
His eyes, which had still held a trace of life, turned into a dead, pitch-black void in the blink of an eye.
At the same time, I saw the people inside the Taoist Temple begin walking toward me one after another.
They came in all shapes and sizes, and their ages varied. The only thing they had in common was their pale faces and dull gazes.
"You want to use these people against me? You're underestimating me far too much." I snorted coldly as Demon Blade Muramasa flashed into action.
The vicious Demon Blade Muramasa fell directly on the person in front of me. I cut him down in one strike.
Seeing this, the people around me charged forward fearlessly. Their faces wore gentle smiles, but their eyes were filled with contempt.