Song Yin flew over and saw the Evil Demon from the Soundless Gate Sect driving people to their deaths. Unable to tolerate such a scene, he threw a punch. The Great Path fire turned into a beam of light with the force of his qi, reducing the demon to dust with one blow.
"Evil Demon of the Demonic Path, why venerate him!"
Song Yin hovered above the city, surrounded by White Qi, shining like the great sun in the sky. His voice boomed, instantly drawing the attention of every mortal in the city.
"There is no need to beg, no need to kneel. The grain you worked hard for belongs to you by rights. Take back what is yours, and if anyone tries to stop you, they are your enemies!"
To the mortals kneeling on the ground, still stunned, he waved his large hand and the palace doors automatically swung open. Bulging bags of grain flew out, piling up in the sky like a small mountain.
