The only ones truly capable of fighting were Master and Daoist Qingshan. If the two of them hadn't held the front line, our whole group would have died here long ago.
There were also experts among the Huang Family, especially that skinny old man who was evenly matched with Daoist Qingshan. He was incredibly formidable.
His life-bound Soul-Devouring Gu was terrifyingly powerful as well.
Now we had been driven into a dead corner beneath the stone cliff, with nowhere to retreat and no way to advance.
All we could do was defend passively and wait for reinforcements.
Suddenly, Pan Ling spoke.
"This is bad. Insect aura is suddenly gathering over there. Something bad is probably about to happen."
Pan Ling pointed behind the Huang Family crowd. Sure enough, we could see blackish-purple smoke spreading there.
The Huang Family was definitely up to something.
"Damn it, why haven't the Secret Bureau people arrived yet? It's been over ten minutes already, hasn't it?"
Master cursed.
With him standing at the front, the Huang Family members didn't dare charge us. They could only control their Gu insects to surround and attack us.
But the ordinary Gu insects were intimidated by the insect-repelling soup and the Tong Ghost aura, making them unable to get close at all.
So although there were many Gu insects, not many could actually approach and attack us.
At that moment, the fat old man whom Master had injured earlier suddenly spoke from within the crowd.
"You few will certainly die tonight."
He spoke viciously, holding a black incense stick in his hand.
The incense stick had a very distinctive fragrance. It smelled very pleasant.
It was somewhat like—somewhat like the scent of the Snake Talisman Huang Qianwan had used in Red Mountain Town.
Could this incense be meant to