"Who is it? Resisting arrest and defying the law, committing violence and evil!"
From the far distance came a righteous proclamation. At the same time, azure flames abruptly flared at the other end of Xuanye City. A burly man in blue robes came flying through the air, a lampstand flickering in his hand. Just like his eyes, it contained endless shifting talismans, expounding the original intention of light and purity. This was precisely his Purple Mansion phenomenon.
Behind him stood another group of soldiers, entirely unlike the Fengdu Guard yet clearly also armored Dharma Guards. Their ranks were perfectly aligned, all clad in azure flame armor, disciplined and well-trained.
The instant this man descended with his troops, every onlooker throughout the surrounding district felt a searing blaze descend upon them. When his gaze swept over them, their Divine Souls felt as if they were being scorched by raging fire; every distracting thought and hidden darkness was thoroughly searched out and swept away. By the time they regained their senses, they were drenched in sweat and sprawled limply on the ground. Some who could not endure it had even fainted on the spot.
The Fengdu Guards who had been knocked flying, along with their patrol captain, were likewise enveloped in flames. Once the flames dispersed, their condition had improved considerably. Though their vitality was somewhat weakened, all their injuries had been healed. One after another, they dropped to one knee and saluted the Master above them.
Only after doing all this did the burly man in blue turn to look at An Jing—but An Jing was still picking up shredded cabbage with fried pork cracklings and eating it. In just a few seconds, half the plate was gone. This immediately deflated the momentum the man had so painstakingly built up, leaving