Dabai floated above Luo Yunji and used the Mysterious Gauze to shield him from the rain. One of the Yin Spirits in the courtyard had already drifted into the building, taken an umbrella from Zhang Xiaofan's Bamboo Bag, then floated back and opened it to hold it over him.
Old Ancestor Fengyue watched the Yin Spirits' actions with envy in his heart. How were these still the "Yin Spirits" spoken of by the world? They were simply loyal, dutiful servants!
Heavy rain began falling from the sky, and the bandit leader had already been blasted into powder by the lightning, so the punishment of death by a thousand cuts could no longer continue.
Zhang Xiaofan's figure flashed, and he appeared inside the building. He took a stack of Mysterious Gauze from the Bamboo Bag, then walked into the courtyard and tossed it into the sky. Dabai caught the treasure umbrella, while the other four Yin Spirits flew over. Each spirit grabbed one corner and pulled the Mysterious Gauze open, covering the entire open space and keeping the rain outside.
Luo Yunji floated down from the courtyard wall, still unwilling to let his feet touch the wet, sticky ground. He hovered one foot above the ground toward the building where Zhang Xiaofan was. The sight left Old Ancestor Fengyue, who had originally wanted to jump down after him from the courtyard wall, utterly shocked.
Just as Old Ancestor Fengyue came back to himself, another disturbance broke out in the courtyard.
A soldier could be seen crouching on the ground, placing his ear beside the mouth of a man who was still barely alive, astonishment gradually appearing on his face. Very quickly, the soldier pulled along a companion beside him and ran out of the mountain stronghold.
Seeing this, two more soldiers