"Take an axe from Old Bull!" That was the Azure Bull Demon King's roar.
"Take a staff from Old Li!" That was Li Tiezhu's signature line.
"Death to anyone who stands in the Joyous Union Sect's way!" That was the Immortal-Demon Army's battle cry, its spirit mighty enough to shake mountains and rivers.
"Diu diu diu~ dong dong dong~" That was the maddening battle song that followed this crowd wherever they went.
This bizarre army, with a man and a bull leading the charge, was tearing across the battlefield at a nearly insane pace.
Their whole approach boiled down to one word: recklessness!
Not far ahead of them, a figure in azure was struggling to break through the Black Tide, darting left and right.
It was none other than Third Master Si, Si Shuo, desperately trying to return to Ancestor Si Ming's side.
His heart burned with anxiety, his mind filled with Jiang Ling and Si Ming, but those damned Filth Demons were everywhere along the way. Every wave he drove back was replaced by three more, slowing his advance.
"Get lost! All of you, get the hell out of my way!"
"Ancestor... hold on..."
Just as he prepared to force his way through again, a positively deafening racket came from behind him.
"The Joyous Union Sect is righteous! Immortal Li is invincible!! Kill!!!"
"Diu diu diu~ dong dong dong~"
Si Shuo turned his head and looked closely. Li Tiezhu was charging at the very front atop a glittering golden cloud, with an enormous bull in his true form beside him.
Behind them were tens of thousands of soldiers from the Immortal and Demon-Beast Allied Army, their eyes shining!
"Don't panic, Third Master! Old Bull is here!"
The Azure Bull Demon King led the charge, smashing several high-ranking Filth Demons