Screech!
The tranquil night was shattered by the sharp, prolonged sound of brakes. A dozen cars from the 49th Bureau stopped near the abandoned factory, their bright headlights crisscrossing, shattering the night into fragments.
"Quick! Block this passage, stop the Devil Breath from pouring into the human world," Hu Ju got out of the car.
Dozens of professional staff jumped into the pit. The remaining Devil Breath and low-level demons were left to them to handle.
Yun Qi looked at the ashes gradually absorbed by the black water on the ground, gently shook her head, and sighed.
Hu Ju also came to the pit, "We've just found out, Heavenly Master Zhang used to be a devout Xuan Sect disciple. First, he joined the Buddhist, then the Daoist sect. He had a significant talent in mysticism, but faced with the injustice of the Heavenly Dao, he began to doubt his faith, fell into evil cultivation, and wanted to overturn the Heavenly Dao to achieve the justice in his heart."
