The Monk Who Came Knocking (Wishing All the Big Shots a Happy New Year in Advance, May Everything Go Smoothly!)

On the official roads of the three great prefectures, military formations stood in neat ranks.

Their hands gripped their long spears tightly, yet amid the earlier, unstoppable aura of grim slaughter, a trace of confusion had gradually crept in.

The roars of the demons bursting free from the pagoda were so real, and the scarlet sunset clouds at the edge of the sky were bewitchingly vivid.

Every sign foretold an assault by the demon horde.

Yet at this moment, the far end of the broad road before them was empty, silent enough to send chills down their spines.

The roars at their ears had also faintly turned into wails. Even from such a great distance, they could hear the despair and terror within them.

Only when the crimson sunset clouds dispersed and the heavens returned to clarity—

The hands clutching their spears were somewhat at a loss. They looked blankly at one another, while the imperial aura filling the sky remained gathered without dispersing, and for a time, they had no idea where to suppress it.

After an unknown amount of time, the solemn expressions of the generals at the front of the formations, those who knew some of the inside story, finally turned to delight, mixed with a measure of shock.

The present calm clearly meant that some great expert had taken action.

Those seniors who stood apart from the Eight Divisions of the Immortal Department had used this peace to prove to the world that they were fully capable of replacing the Immortal Court!

Even without those lofty immortals and gods, the court itself could still shelter the people and keep the four continents at peace!

At the same time, within the three great prefectural cities—

The common folk who shared the same world as immortals and Buddhas