But the premise is...
"Hoo hoo hoo!"
In Little Huang Village, the eerie wind howled, and those clearing the battlefield felt a chill creeping over them with each gust of cold wind, shivering in unison with uneasy hearts.
Amidst the unease, the eerie wind intensified, extinguishing many torches and plunging the once brightly lit village into darkness, paired with the lingering scent of blood and unrecovered bodies on the ground, creating a terrifying atmosphere.
"What's going on?"
"Where did this evil wind come from?"
"Did it hit a ghost?"
"Nonsense, with the Land God here, what ghosts dare invade?"
The crowd looked up in bewilderment, seeing the eerie wind spiraling, shadows obscured inside as if transforming from Yin to Yang.
"Ghost, ghost!"
Upon witnessing this scene, despite just surviving a deadly battle, many villagers of Little Huang Village turned pale, their bodies trembling, the eyes of the Yellow Turban Warriors filled with fear.
And then...
"Boom!!!"
