Forced Back

Wang Ling wasted no more words. He used his Lightness Skill and carried Lin Qing straight toward the Soul-Calming Office headquarters at astonishing speed, vanishing from sight in an instant.

Many people noticed. At the sight of the unconscious Lin Qing, discussion broke out everywhere.

"What happened? What exactly went on just now?"

"I don't know. Steward Wang and Constable Chief Lin must have done something. Otherwise, why would those Blood Corpses turn into pools of blood for no reason?"

"Exactly. Constable Chief Lin has passed out. I hope he'll be all right."

Among the crowd, Li Ping and Wei Dong both looked anxious when they saw Lin Qing unconscious.

"What's going on? Did something happen to Brother Lin?" Wei Dong asked.

"Don't panic. I didn't see any wounds on Brother Lin. I believe he'll be fine," Li Ping said reassuringly, though deep worry showed in his eyes.

He and Lin Qing came from the same hometown. They were close friends, too. If anything happened to Lin Qing, he would be heartbroken.

Just then, Wu Tong called out, "Quiet! Steward Wang and Constable Chief Lin have joined forces and put an end to the Blood Calamity. Everyone, follow me back to the Prefectural City in an orderly fashion!"

The soldiers and constables who had still been speculating erupted in cheers at Wu Tong's confirmation.

This Blood Calamity had been terrifying. In just half a day, tens of thousands of Blood Corpses had appeared. Who could imagine how vast their numbers would grow after another day or two, or how many more people would die?

Half an hour later, at the Soul-Calming Office compound, Yang Chenglu paced the courtyard, his eyes full of anxiety. The Blood Calamity and the Yinyuan Sect hung over his head like two blades, leaving him