As dark clouds churned overhead, the prefectural city grew even dimmer in the evening light, while the relentless lightning made Li Qingqiu stand out with extraordinary brilliance.
Bolt after bolt struck down, yet none could shake Li Qingqiu's stance. This only made Daoist Master Wei panic more.
The Qingxiao Sect disciples, meanwhile, grew increasingly exhilarated, their worship of the Sect Master soaring.
Li Qingqiu stopped and looked up at Daoist Master Wei. Their eyes met, and Daoist Master Wei's flag-waving motion froze.
Suddenly!
Daoist Master Wei turned and fled, but the instant he did, a silver needle shot toward him and pierced the back of his neck, rendering him unable to move.
With Daoist Master Wei immobilized, his hands went limp, and the wooden sword and red flag fell from his grasp, landing right before Li Qingqiu.
When the commoners saw the demonic daoist's magical artifacts fall, they finally lost all fear.
"The demonic daoist has been subdued?"
"The Qingxiao Sect really has an immortal!"
"If he weren't an immortal, how could he have found us? If he weren't an immortal, why would he save us?"
"The Qingxiao Sect lives in seclusion deep within the Tai Kun Mountain Range. That is a true immortal abode, unlike this demonic daoist, who brings calamity upon the mortal world."
"From now on, I'll go to Qingxiao Mountain to offer incense too!"
The commoners discussed excitedly. They had endured a nightmare-like month and hated Daoist Master Wei and the Demonic Sect to the bone. Now that they saw Li Qingqiu could subdue the demonic daoist, how could they not be thrilled?
Li Qingqiu picked up the red flag from the ground, turned to Xu Ning, and said with a smile, "Ninger, hold this for your master."
As he spoke, he tossed the red flag