The other Female Official was still there. Golden Light flooded over her, and only then did she wake as if from a dream. Emerging from her daze, she looked around in shock and cried, "Old Marquis Wu, Great General Wang, Staff Officer Chen... Weren't you all dead...?"
But who had time to pay attention to her now?
Lu Yuanzhen fixed his eyes on the Old Marquis Wu and gave a chilling smile. "I came this time to avenge my senior brother, Lü Yuanhua..."
As he spoke, a golden Lamp Blossom flew from the Primordial Yang Divine Lamp and caught the Old Marquis Wu. He screamed until his voice broke, then burned away in the blink of an eye.
The ministers and generals filling the hall were all terrified. Their courage gone, they scrambled to flee.
But golden Lamp Blossoms caught them one by one and burned their souls to ash.
Only when every flame had withdrawn did Lu Yuanzhen descend beside Tang Changsheng.
"Martial Uncle!" Tang Changsheng was shaken to the core. Was this what a Yang Spirit master could do? The heroic spirits of the Wu Hou State's ruler and ministers had filled the hall, and now they were all gone.
"Well done!" Lu Yuanzhen patted Tang Changsheng's shoulder approvingly. "Go back first. You won't be able to take part in the fighting ahead..."
"Yes," Tang Changsheng answered, then asked in surprise, "Martial Uncle, are there more enemies?"
Lu Yuanzhen gave a cold, ruthless smile. "That late Marquis Wu was nothing. The one we must face next is the founder of the present Wu Hou State, Marquis Wu Zhuang."
Marquis Wu Zhuang was the present Marquis Wu's grandfather and Old Wu's father. "Zhuang," meaning "valiant," was his posthumous title.
One who bore mighty virtue and martial strength was called