The moon rose above the branches.
Four figures passed through the seldom-trodden woods. Mao Chunniang led the way in a cloak, with Ox-Head and Horse-Face behind her, escorting a young man bound in iron chains. From a distance, they looked like Granny Meng leading ghostly bailiffs as they marched a wandering soul on its way.
He Can's hands were bound in chains, and the qi meridians throughout his body were sealed. A heavy look lay between his brows as he trudged along.
After all his years traveling north and south, treading as though on thin ice, his road through life seemed to have reached its end.
He had originally planned to inform on these three remnants of the Demon Path, then tie up the Rabbit Spirit and deliver her to the Danyang Marquis Household as a bed-warming maid, abandoning darkness for light and reaching the pinnacle of his life.
What he had not expected was that Mao Chunniang, now the leader of the Nether God Sect, not only possessed Fifth Realm cultivation but also had inhumanly powerful Divine Soul perception. When Zhang Chu tried to send word, she noticed something amiss, then knocked He Can unconscious, trussed him up, and took him out of Danyang.
He Can had spoken briefly with the others. That black Jade Pendant held a wisp of life soul that the Nether God Sect had exhausted its entire fortune to obtain. As long as they found a vessel to hold it, there was a chance of bringing the Corpse Ancestor back to life.
Only five pawns of the Nether God Sect had survived. Zhang Chu had climbed ashore early, leaving only the ox, horse, rabbit, and snake-the "Four Great Protectors"-in the sect. He Can had been caught red-handed colluding with the Righteous Path, so who would