SWISH! SWISH! SWISH~
A flash of steel sliced through the verdant bamboo grove.
"THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!"
Following a series of soft thuds, streams of pale blue blood flowed from the severed sections of bamboo.
"Yiii—"
SWISH!
Deep within the bamboo forest, a sharp shriek had just begun when the blade's light cut through it. The next moment, the sound stopped, and pale blue blood gushed onto the ground from a split bamboo shoot.
Spirit Capturing!
[Demon Points +13]
[Demon Points +15]
...
After reaping a batch of Demon Points, Gu Zheng, blade in hand, turned and walked out of the bamboo forest.
On the main street, the panicked and terrified crowd, which had scattered in every direction, had finally settled.
Although they were all still shaken and tense, their eyes darted around nervously. The slightest disturbance would make them freeze up or their legs tremble, their faces pale. But overall, things were stabilizing.
