Xu Yunfan stood in the center of the city, silent for a long time. The Incense and Candle Sect's uprising in Wuzhou had branded the Empress a "Heaven-Filling Demoness." They called themselves the Demon-Vanquishing Celestial Army. Under the tyrannical rule of the Great Zhou, the rebel army had spread like wildfire, swelling to over a million strong in just a few short months. The entirety of Wuzhou had been reduced to a festering ruin.
'In a situation like this, could the Martial Arts Sects of Wuzhou truly still exist?'
Doubt clouded Xu Yunfan's mind as he slowly walked to a wall and reached out.
The adobe wall crumbled like tofu under his hand, easily pierced through.
The next second, he forcibly dragged a small, thin figure out from behind the wall.
Looking at the struggling person in his grasp, Xu Yunfan gave his arm a slight shake, rattling the man until he was dizzy, then casually tossed him to the ground.
