Other than the Saint Realm Swordsmen, no one present could "observe" the Spirit Servants' existence. Yet even the arrival of the four yin corpses, with their surging aura of utmost yin and freezing cold, made their hairs stand on end, as though they had fallen into an ice cellar.
The ordinary soldiers were even more terrified from the bottom of their hearts, just as they had feared those intangible ghosts and gods when listening to ghost stories as children.
The two Saints of the Divine Sharp Army exchanged a glance, their expressions turning grave. If they had not trusted the source of their intelligence so deeply, they would have suspected they had pursued the wrong enemy.
That debauched, pleasure-seeking tyrant actually possessed such cultivation?
Setting the tyrant himself aside, the four evil creatures and two vengeful souls emanated terrifying auras. All of them were Lesser Grandmaster-level.
How could such a powerful figure willingly serve as a puppet emperor, allowing others to manipulate him?
The two Saints from the Ministry of Justice felt their hearts jolt. The Beast King shouted sharply, "Who are you, trespassers who dare break into the Ministry of Justice?"
Having witnessed the enemy's strength, they preferred to communicate first before deciding whether to risk their lives.
However, the senior officers of the city defense army knew what was going on. Seeing this, a young officer holding a long spear spoke first:
"Those who trespass into the Ministry of Justice shall be killed without mercy!"
He pointed his spear forward, giving the Saints of the Ministry of Justice no chance to speak, and ordered his subordinates, "Attack!"
At once, more than twenty hardened soldiers forced themselves forward with blades in hand, while another dozen archers drew their bows and fired.
Zhang Yuanqing remained utterly still, letting the arrows