The leader was a tall man in splendid robes, armed with a three-foot steel whip that gleamed with golden light. His wolfish features were especially eye-catching, and his eyes flashed with ferocity.
The other wielded a flexible sword. His long robe fluttered gracefully, and he carried himself with extraordinary poise. Though he looked refined and ethereal, an evil aura seemed to seep from his very bones.
The third carried a pair of short halberds. He was dressed like a scholar, yet his face was deathly pale, making people deeply uncomfortable just looking at him.
Upon seeing them, Shi Wuzun's expression turned grim. "I have long heard that the Heavenly Mandate Cult has four great masters, led by Cult Master Shan. The others are Yang Leng the 'Night Owl,' Jie Fu the 'Soul Stealer,' and Du Mu the 'Soul Snatcher Tai Sui.' Every one of them was once an overwhelmingly powerful leader of the Demonic Cult. Together, they are known as the Jade Owl Seizes Soul."
Shan Yuru giggled. "To think you know us so well. Shi Wuzun, Shi Wuzun, I think you should stop being Wushuang City's Protector and become Jianghu Hundred-Know-All instead. You would have a brighter future that way."
Shi Wuzun snorted. "How could I not investigate you lapdogs under Ariq Böke thoroughly?"
Shan Yuru showed no anger at all and said blandly, "And are you not Galdan's lapdog as well?"
Yang Leng, standing nearby, said impatiently, "Why waste words with him? Just kill him." His voice was shrill and mournful, truly like a night owl's. He did not think he was boasting. With the four of them joining forces, how could a mere Shi Wuzun possibly be their match?
"Agreed!" Du Mu, the Soul Snatcher Tai Sui, gave a savage grin and charged first.
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