Whoosh~~~
The air currents above Baojiao City swirled, and after a flash of strong light, only a mysterious youth dressed in black stood towering in the sky.
Inside the city, all the households worshipping the God of the Yellow Heaven witnessed the sudden shattering of their shrines.
"Dead?"
Someone whispered softly, incredulously saying:
"Is the god dead?"
Instantly, even though the people of Baojiao City were haggard and emaciated, they couldn't help but roar like beasts that had endured for over a year.
"Ah!!"
The whole city was filled with cries and roars.
Meanwhile, different from the citizens' cries of joyous collapse, the Taoist soldiers belonging to the Peace Path in the city all uttered sounds of horrifying fear:
"Impossible, this is impossible, how could the god die?"
Especially the Taoist who was later elected as the leader of the Peace Path; he looked up at the heavenly dome and shouted:
"My god, my god, please respond to us!"
