Wu Qiming had originally been a petty official of the previous dynasty. Later, he joined an evil cult, and after mastering its magic, he killed his teacher and harmed his fellow disciples. Afraid of retaliation, he fled all the way to the farthest reaches of the Eastern Sea.
He proclaimed himself cult leader. Those under him were not called master and disciples; instead, he had three envoys, four Dharma Protectors, and a number of altar masters and ordinary followers.
The man now spouting outrageous insults at Geng Kun was Xiang Ji, the Divine Wind Envoy under his command.
Geng Kun was beside himself with rage at those ugly words. Forcing himself to hold back, he shouted at his subordinates, "What are you still standing around for? Go grind their bones to dust and scatter their ashes!"
Yuan Ming was the first to roar. He was about the size of an ordinary human, and after years of practicing the cultivation method Geng Kun had taught him, his body had acquired many human features, leaving him somewhere between a monkey and an ape. Now, in his fury, two fangs jutted from his mouth and fire flashed in his eyes. He drew a blazing flying Trident with his right hand, first spewing a string of twenty-eight fireballs from his mouth, then launching the Trident as well, sending them all shooting toward Xiang Ji.
With him taking the lead, the legion of Land Beasts behind him opened their mouths and spat out their inner cores. Some blazed with roaring flames, some were masses of icy radiance, some were pitch-black and wreathed in poisonous fumes, and some glowed an eerie green with howling ghostly energy. Over a hundred balls of light burst forth at once, bathing the space between sea and sky in bizarre, dazzling