The owls in the sky screeched as tears streamed down Houfu’s face, who was standing to the side like a ghost. He stepped back within the surging black light, lifted his sleeve, and took out a white talisman.0

The talisman bore profound and intricate patterns as it radiated brilliant light. It shone with an upright, resplendent brilliance within the black glow. The owls circling higher and higher in the sky seemed to receive some kind of summons. Reluctant and struggling, they descended, carrying all the black light with them, condensing once more into a single talisman that flew into the white talisman.0

Then the great crows shrieked harshly and fell from the sky in droves, smashing against broken pillars and thrones. Blood splattered everywhere as they died one after another. In less than half a quarter hour, the corpses of birds covered the ground, wings stiff, eyes wide open, leaving the place in utter ruin.0

The black mist at the...0