Along the official road piled high with snow, a long, winding convoy moved in orderly formation.
They advanced toward West Mountain Prefecture. A thick stench of rot and blood swept over everything, staining the frost-white ground red.
The convoy carried enormous demon corpses, each one grotesque and hideous, their deaths too miserable to describe, as though they had endured some hellish torment before dying.
The moment the convoy entered West Mountain Prefecture, cries of shock surged through the vast prefectural city like a tidal wave.
The people of the Divine Land might have seen much of the world, but under the court's protection, it was still difficult for them to witness such a horrifying number of demons with their own eyes.
Before long, notices emerged from the prefectural yamen and were plastered across every street and alley.
While ordinary folk were merely astonished, the cultivators living within the prefectural city had some idea of what had happened recently.
The situation had been quite chaotic of late, leaving everyone uneasy.
The court wanted to intimidate demons and evil spirits and calm the people's hearts. Ruthless thunderous measures were necessary, so this spectacle was not too difficult to understand.
But after noticing a rather brief passage on the notices, nearly every cultivator, regardless of cultivation level, stood frozen in stunned disbelief.
"Bodhi Sect member Monk Hui Zhen, relying on his Fruit Rank, despised the court, colluded with demons, and brought calamity upon many commanderies and counties of West Mountain Prefecture. The evidence is conclusive. Execute them all together!"
Though the notice referred to him as a sect member, what cultivator could fail to see it... relying on a Fruit Rank—was that not an Arhat?
Those exalted beings who traveled the world in Golden Bodies, subduing demons and slaying devils, had actually colluded