Just as Song Lin was about to confront Tianyi, the Yin Yang Roulette appeared between them, blocking the descending lightning.
At the same time, a figure emerged, standing before the crowd.
With an elegant crown and wide robes, flowing with grace.
A face as pure as white jade, long whiskers fluttering, resembling an immortal descending from heaven—this very image alone unwittingly inspired goodwill in others.
That man was none other than Wang Qii.
In the instant Wang Qii arrived, the Azure Dragon Hook and the Demon-Suppressing Sword flew automatically to his side—these were his weapons.
"Enough! How long do you intend to cause trouble? Why return to the Central Plains after leaving? The righteous sects do not welcome creatures like you!" Wang Qii rebuked the crowd.
Behind him were the members of the Heavenly Gang Sect.
The so-called Taoist righteous sects glared at them with visible disdain.
