The magicians of Magic God Sect immediately split into two groups, half ripping the talisman paper, their bodies slowly vanishing as if being wiped away. The remaining group walked to Jin Jian and Gongshu Tian Yuan, halting in front.
No nonsense.
The shabby old Taoist loosened his pants... no, his robes, and inside the robe lining, a row of colorful talisman papers like flags shot like arrows towards the two priests:
"Hold these two off!"
The rest of the magicians simultaneously formed hand seals, and one after another, Magic Light Balls roared, engulfing the two.
...
...
In the courtyard of a countryside mansion, inside the outdoor bath dug from the yard.
With Zhao Douan's low roar, everything fell silent.
For a long time.
He climbed out of the bath, sat on the edge, and looked down at the Empress lying nearly limp against the pool wall, slightly twitching.
"Splash splash—"
