The Martial Suppression Bureau of Great Yan!
This mysterious government office had been established less than two years ago, yet it had already stirred up bloody winds and rains across Great Yan.
They had suppressed many Martial Master factions that slighted or even opposed the Imperial Court, wiped out numerous sects, and brought down many officials who colluded with the rebels. They had also swept through the Demonic Sect, rapidly rising to fame. Even ordinary people had heard of them; their name alone could silence a crying child.
"The Martial Suppression Guard executes traitors and slays demons! We have the authority to act as circumstances demand and execute first, report later. All of you, stand aside! Otherwise, the saber in my hand will show no mercy!"
Zhao Feng shouted. Blood dripped from the tip of his Treasure Saber.
The crowd, which had been seething with outrage and nearly ready to swarm them moments ago, now looked frightened and slowly backed away to clear a path.
"Surround the Altar!"
At Xu Commandant's order, the Militia Corps encircled the Altar.
"How dare you!" A trace of panic finally appeared on Abbess Pure Mystery's face as she stood atop the Altar.
"You have offended the Red Lotus Holy Mother! Do you wish to fall into the underworld and be denied reincarnation for all eternity?"
"Withdraw at once, and my master may still spare your lives!"
She shouted sternly.
Zhao Feng sneered.
"Attack!" At his command, the Militia Soldiers charged the Altar. A dozen or so raised their spears, ready to lift the curtains beneath the Sacrificial Platform.
Just then... Rustle!
Two figures burst out from beneath the Sacrificial Platform, and a chorus of agonized screams rang out.
Flesh and blood flew as more than a dozen soldiers died on the spot!
"What happened?"