Chapter 5

With the first casualty, the scene became increasingly gruesome. In the blink of an eye, seven or eight constables were pushed to the ground.

Liu Buyi, in a flash, noticed that a few of them were actually not constables, but rather individuals with a faint green glow around them. He couldn't help but warn, "Master, these five are different!"

Zhenyangzi glanced at them indifferently, "They are actually ranked constables, likely the so-called divine catchers from the Six Fans Gate!"

He pointed into the circular light and shouted, "Rise..."

These five were all experts sent by the provincial government from the Six Fans Gate. Each of them wore a badge indicating they were ninth-rank constables, known as famous catchers.

The leader was even a ninth-rank chief constable. Although his rank was the same as the others, his status was much higher.

He was Zhang Wuya, a trusted aide to the governor of Wu Prefecture, Zhang He.

The previous skirmish was just a ruse. As long as they could distract the demon Taoist, these five experts would have the opportunity to infiltrate.

Once they got close to the demon Taoist, no matter how powerful his magic was, the official aura and the martial inner qi they cultivated would be enough to kill him at close range!

As they passed a cell, they faintly heard a loud shout, "Rise..."

"Boom..."

A loud explosion, and the iron bars of the cell were blown apart. A putrid wind rushed towards them, and a pitch-black zombie, with disheveled hair and white eyes, lunged out. With every movement, a black aura emanated from its body.

Even before the zombie approached, the black aura wafted over, bringing a stench like that of a dead rat, making people want to vomit.

"This is corpse qi, everyone be careful. Cover your noses and mouths!" Zhang Wuya was alarmed, knowing that their ambush plan had failed again.

But he was not afraid. The entire prison was already surrounded, and even the Tumachiyi troops had been mobilized. This time, the demon Taoist of Qingyang Sect had no chance of escape!

Zhang Wuya covered his nose and mouth, his inner qi rotating in his lungs, even closing his skin pores.

At this moment, he cleared his mind of all distractions, focusing his willpower to the peak, channeling it into his treasured sword, which he had cultivated for thirty years.

Suddenly, he drew his sword, and the blade flashed like a cold bolt of lightning. Only then did the faint sound of the blade being drawn from its sheath, like a dragon's roar, become audible.

Despite the zombie's iron-like black body, which was impervious to blades and bullets, the cold bolt of lightning almost severed its shoulder.

The other four famous catchers exchanged glances and moved to act. But suddenly, another zombie sprang from behind them, grabbing one of the catchers from behind and biting into his neck with a crunch.

Liu Buyi watched the gruesome scene with a sense of satisfaction. He had no good feelings towards the bald-headed people's government, in either of his two lives.

But then he heard Zhenyangzi's face change, and he called out, "Not good."

In the circular light, red light appeared outside the prison, spreading rapidly. Liu Buyi initially thought it was some kind of aura, but then he realized it was clearly fire!

It seemed that the constables, seeing the situation turn against them, had already set the fire.

Clearly, they had prepared various flammable materials. The fire quickly grew fierce, but the most dangerous were the thick black smoke clouds being fanned into the prison by the constables using large fans.

"Not good, with this much smoke, even if we don't burn to death, we'll be suffocated! I wonder if Master has any magic to counteract it?"

But seeing Zhenyangzi's grim expression, it was clear he had none.

From the circular light, it was evident that many archers were lying in wait outside the prison door. Once the fire started, if Zhenyangzi tried to break out, he would surely be met with a barrage of arrows.

But if he stayed hidden, he would be burned and suffocated to death!

At this moment, Zhenyangzi suddenly said to Liu Buyi, "Help me guard my body, and absolutely do not let anyone approach it!"

Without waiting for Liu Buyi's response, he sat down on the ground, and a faint human shadow emerged.

"Could this be the soul leaving the body?" Liu Buyi was stunned.

The faint shadow moved extremely fast, rising above the flames and merging with the black smoke produced by the burning fire.

Immediately, the thick smoke transformed into a black dragon with bared fangs and flailing claws. With one pounce, the constables who had already suffered heavy casualties in the haunted house and were trying to escape outside screamed in agony.

Then the black smoke dragon rushed out of the haunted house. A voice shouted, "Fire!"

Hundreds of arrows shot over, some with a faint glow, clearly not just ordinary arrows but ones imbued with martial inner qi.

The black smoke paid no heed, pressing down. The dozens of constables outside were immediately heavily casualties.

The Tumachiyi troops, the elite of the bald-headed people, relied on them to suppress the world and rule the land, even conquering the vast continent of Europa.

Whether in the Central Plains or the lands they had conquered, there were countless powerful experts and deities. But they were all suppressed by the army.

To deal with these experts, the Tumachiyi troops had their own methods. They were equipped with divine-breaking crossbows, designed to counter magical experts. Another volley of powerful crossbows was about to be fired.

Despite Zhenyangzi's apparent might, after enduring a rain of arrows, his soul was damaged, and his glow dimmed. Another round would surely be fatal.

But at this moment, countless people in black tight-fitting clothes attacked from all directions, also wielding powerful crossbows, firing at the Tumachiyi troops.

These crossbows, though not as powerful as the divine-breaking crossbows that could kill deities, were more than enough to deal with elite soldiers.

The Tumachiyi troops, though elite, had not been in battle for a long time. They never expected to be ambushed in the city.

Their formation was tight, and after a rain of arrows, they suffered heavy casualties. The black-clad people were clearly experts, though not as well-trained as the Tumachiyi troops.

But in one-on-one combat, they were far superior. Taking advantage of the Tumachiyi troops' confusion, they charged in, like tigers among sheep, causing chaos.

Liu Buyi watched in amazement, realizing how cunning Zhenyangzi was. He had arranged for reinforcements, which was why he dared to challenge the entire government force of Wu Prefecture.

But at this moment, footsteps sounded, with an indescribable rhythm and a sense of danger.

Liu Buyi knew something was wrong. With Zhenyangzi's soul out of his body, the Qingyang divine lamp had disappeared, and the circular light that allowed them to monitor the battlefield was gone.