"DUM DUM DUM... Beneath the mountains of the Red and Yellow sects, four pythons and four serpents leave Serpent Coiling Mountain; a gust of wind leaves the towering tombs..." Accompanied by rhythmic drumbeats and battle chants, sharp claws swiftly tore a person in half.
Twisted, beast-like faces under red veils surrounded Bai Lingmiao, encircling her to shield her from sneak attacks by those crazed things. There were far too many of these creatures. Even with the invulnerable Bai Lu blocking them, some still occasionally slipped through to her side.
On the wide road, Bai Lingmiao led the Bai Lus as they followed Tuoba Danqing, evading the lunatics who had lost their minds behind them. The number of madmen gathering in their wake grew larger, surging toward Bai Lingmiao like a tide. Although they were weak, their sheer numbers were overwhelming. More importantly, in this place, they simply could not be killed, no matter how they were attacked.
