(On this Lantern Festival, may the Heavenly Officials bestow their blessings! Wishing all fellow cultivators joy and good fortune...)
"Oh no..."
Tang Changsheng's heart sank. Even the Long-Haired Remnants, for all their madness, had never planned to kill every one of the millions of people in Lower River. They had forced everyone to hide in their homes.
But now the mountains shook and the earth quaked, buildings collapsed, and it looked like the end of the world. Who could stay inside? Naturally, everyone had run out.
And Tang Changsheng could see that quite a few Corpse Ghosts infected with Black Death Worms were mixed into the crowds.
"It's over. If this gets out of control, every last person in Hemp Mountain is finished..."
At that critical moment, Tang Changsheng gritted his teeth. An idea struck him.
He drove the Primordial Yang Divine Lamp to its limit. Its light blazed brighter, as though another sun had appeared in the sky.
Even amid the utter chaos in Hemp Mountain, many people below looked up, clearly noticing the strange sight.
Just then, a rumble sounded in the distance, louder than thunder.
Looking up, he saw armed helicopters roaring across the horizon, flying in orderly formation toward Hemp Mountain from three sides.
Hundreds of helicopters bore down with overwhelming force, blanketing all of Hemp Mountain. The entire city seemed to tremble beneath the roar of their rotors.
"Everyone, put down your weapons, leave the streets, and return to your homes. Otherwise, you will be shot on sight. Shot on sight..."
The booming announcement and a deafening, oppressive military march thundered through the air.
If this had been a simple riot, the helicopters might have brought it under control.
But panic had engulfed the entire city, and countless monsters and demons were stirring up trouble