Yan Shouyun walked out of the True Lord Temple, followed by a sizable crowd.
At first, many kept calling him "Master," eagerly asking to buy the newly completed Demon-Subduing Divine Dao Painting. Soon, however, they had no breath to spare for questions. Yan Shouyun walked faster and faster, gradually leaving some behind. Only a handful with martial training could barely keep up.
Heaven-Bearing Prefecture's Central Avenue was as bustling as ever. The Shangyuan Festival was almost upon them, another important celebration of the new year. A festive atmosphere filled every street and alley, with lanterns of every description hanging everywhere.
Yan Shouyun knew that he could actually wait another two days. On the Shangyuan Festival itself, the Capital City's Human Flame Aura would reach its peak, suppressing all monsters and demons even more strongly.
But he also knew that, with the Divine Dao Painting newly completed, his own spirit had reached its zenith. Holding back now would only drain that spirit away.
Few things in this world were truly perfect. Divine Abilities, heavenly destiny-even this grand feast viewed through the demons' eyes-were no exception.
On the street, constables from the Heaven-Bearing Prefectural Office spotted Yan Shouyun. Soon, two of the Four Renowned Constables hurried over: Long Simiao and Fu Xinbo.
The two hastened to his side as soon as they saw him, but he merely glanced at them and continued walking.
"Daoist Priest, have you heard anything about our master?" "Daoist Priest, our master has disappeared. Do you know anything?"
The two chief constables had been deeply uneasy lately. Seeing the expert their master had spoken of finally cracked the strong front they maintained before others, revealing their worry and concern.
Yan Shouyun nodded.
"Yes. Demons laid an ambush and lured Chief Constable Xiao into a barrier of evil magic.