"G-Ghosts!!!"
The martial artists behind them saw the scene and were scared out of their wits. Their weapons clattered to the ground as they turned and tried to run.
"Trying to run? Too late!"
Sun Wukong let out a cold shout and swung his Golden Staff. A violent golden hurricane instantly swept through the entire front courtyard, smashing the fleeing guards and martial artists into pulp like autumn wind scattering fallen leaves.
In less than ten breaths,
the heavily guarded front courtyard of Benevolence Hall had become a deathly silent slaughterhouse.
Chu Yang stepped over the ashes carpeting the ground, his gaze chilling as he looked toward the depths of the inner courtyard.
"Benefactor Lin, are you satisfied with this welcoming display? If you still refuse to crawl out and greet us..."
Chu Yang abruptly drew the Karma-Severing Ignorance Sword and pointed its tip at the main hall of the inner courtyard. Terrifying killing intent erupted from his mismatched gold and red eyes.
"Then we'll tear this lousy courtyard apart room by room until it's flat ground!"
"Help! Murder! Murder!"
Lin Wanguan's pig-slaughtering howls echoed through the covered walkways of the inner courtyard. His two hundred-plus pounds of fat erupted with astonishing potential. Like an enormous ball of flesh, he scrambled and rolled out from behind the rockery, followed by several personal guards whose legs were trembling with fear.
"Where did these wild Taoists and stinking monks come from? Do you know what place this is? This is Benevolence Hall, personally approved by the Emperor's imperial brush!" Hiding behind a white marble pillar thick enough for two people to embrace, Lin Wanguan only dared stick out his gleaming, oily head as he screamed hysterically. "Where are the constables? Where are the city guards? Are they all dead?!"
Holding the Karma-Severing