The floating talismanic scripts were like hypnotic chants that could induce madness in anyone who listened.
...
"This is bad... very bad..." Even though the Nanjun County Prince had forgotten many things, he could still make out what was happening in the distance with his considerable Taoist expertise.
He swallowed nervously, "That Daoist Fan Wu seems to be at a disadvantage at first glance!"
The Nanjun County Prince harbored no fondness for Fan Wu, who had beaten him up before.
But losing his memory didn't mean he became an idiot.
He knew that now, the only person capable of stopping the terrifying Great Demons was the very Fan Wu he disliked!
If even Fan Wu was no match for the sinister Great Demons, then it was likely that none among them would survive.
The Nanjun County Prince didn't want to die; if he had wished for death, he wouldn't be so afraid of Fan Wu.
