"We did lose."
Now that things had come to this, the National Teacher felt nothing but exhaustion. Even a bitter smile had crept across his face.
"Twenty years of plotting, only to end up despised by the Patriarch. How wretched."
By now, the Reincarnators who had entered the city had already rushed up to them. As their figures jostled about, the quiet grounds of the Ten Surnames' ancestral shrine grew chaotic in an instant.
At the very front was Erguotou. His expression was anxious. He knew that many among these Reincarnators were unruly and wouldn't follow orders. He also worried that some fool might rashly attack Hu Ma.
His gaze swept across the scene and landed on the National Teacher. With a sudden sweep of both arms, he scattered dozens of formation flags in every direction.
He was quick-witted. One look at the scene told him that whoever had been fighting Hu Ma was no good. He also wanted to give the other Reincarnators a target to go after, so he shouted, "Look carefully! It's that old bastard! He wants to take the lives of us Reincarnators!"
As he spoke, he was the first to form a hand seal and point. From within the altar, rolling bolts of yin lightning came crashing down toward the National Teacher.
"It's him?"
The Reincarnators rushed over excitedly. At a glance, they all recognized the National Teacher.
Some were quick to seize the opportunity, and others saw Erguotou make his move and hurried to claim the credit. They all rushed forward.
One man, mighty in strength, leveled his spear and thrust it at the National Teacher.
Another shouted, "Sword, come!" Silver light surged from his sleeves, and countless sharp blades shot toward the National Teacher.
Someone else held incense and bowed. Countless yin spirits