Suddenly, they heard that the Witch Immortal would soon descend upon this place.
The faces of the Witch Immortal's devotees were fraught with hesitation and fear, but their eyes suddenly burst with a frenzied and reverent expression.
Their hearts' fear was suppressed.
Those eerie eyes, when they looked at Fan Wu again, were once more filled with thick malice!
It was as if the six words "the descent of the great Witch Immortal" restored their mastermind, sweeping away all their negative emotions.
"Hold him off!" shouted the devotee dressed as an arrest officer, taking the lead. His eyes were streaked with fierce blood vessels as he flew towards Fan Wu, yelling, "To give the great one enough time to summon the descent of the Witch Immortal! We must hold off this madman!"
"Not good!"
Monk Zhi Kong at the county yamen gate heard the man's call.
His expression changed.
