Before Lin Feng had even acted, all of Ridge County had descended into chaos. He even saw an armored warrior charge out of a temple.
Judging by his hairstyle, he was from Western Xia.
"Western Xia people are here too? But what are they doing in Hongzhou?"
At this time, Western Xia and the Great Song were locked in fierce warfare.
People from Western Xia should not have come to Hongzhou under these circumstances. Surely they had not been kind enough to come here and help Lin Feng deal with the Witch Cult?
The armored Western Xia warrior ran a couple of steps. Suddenly, blood sprayed from his head.
Something invisible had plucked his head off.
It seemed to be a "Joy Spirit."
In that brief span, someone released a sky lantern, then struck a bronze gong and shouted, "Catch the thieves! Catch the thieves!"
Inside the Guo Emperor Temple, a vajra staff shot out and swept across the building.
The enormous temple instantly collapsed into ruins.
Several ritual masters heard the commotion and immediately surrounded the temple. They chanted outside but dared not enter.
They were probably afraid that if they went inside, they would meet the intruders' fate.
All of Ridge County was roused. Those in the Ancestral Hall sheltered in the light, while everyone else shut their doors and windows, as though some uncanny thing would soon appear in the streets to claim their lives.
Lin Feng darted through the streets and alleys, searching rapidly and heading specifically for places his wind could not reach. Daoist Little Xu had been completely devoured by falcons.
Where had the other two gone?
Passing through the streets and alleys, Lin Feng soon saw another corpse fall beside him. Its entire body was swollen like an elephant's. With a single glance,