Was that the Five Thunders Orthodox Method?
Zhang Xiao had always wondered whether the legendary Five Thunders Orthodox Method really summoned heavenly lightning.
Then that fierce, overwhelming bolt, imbued with radiant righteousness, had torn through the night sky and swept away every trace of the uncanny.
The villagers who had been immobilized in the square suddenly exhaled in unison, their bodies going limp.
Then shouting, sobbing, and screaming filled the square as they instinctively tried to flee.
The four young men in tattered Daoist robes were sweating with anxiety. They had been unable to move earlier, too.
But even now, they still remembered to maintain order.
One young man snatched the megaphone from Wang Fugui. A piercing burst of feedback instantly drowned out every other sound.
"Everyone, don't run! With so many of us together, the ghost can't easily strike! Whatever you do, don't run!
You'll die even faster if you run!"
Nobody listened. In the face of terror, people seemed to lose all reason.
Just then, the courtyard gate opened, and the middle-aged Daoist stepped out.
"It's all right now. With a Celestial Immortal here, let them go."
Only then did the four young men notice a boy who looked quite young following behind their master.
His body seemed to give off a faint golden light, and his right hand gripped something they couldn't make out.
Wh-what was going on?
Over the years they had followed their master, they had seen all sorts of strange things and learned that some things in this world truly couldn't be explained by science.
But when it came to people, at least, they had never seen anyone with special powers. Even their master merely had somewhat sharper senses.
They could eliminate these uncanny threats because they used the right methods.
But what was