The sinister wind howled, and dark currents surged.
But the realm of the land formed a golden barrier, keeping the evil spirits of the mountain away.
"Want to rely on the power of the mortal world to hold out?"
"Hmph!"
Wang Po saw this and was not surprised, merely sneered coldly, looking at her surrounding followers.
Tens of riders nodded and then charged out. Midway through, they leaped in the air, soaring over the high city walls, demonstrating abilities nearly equal to Liang Erjiang, the True Qi master.
These were the followers of the "Five Immortals Gang" from years past.
Back then, Wang Po led the Five Immortals Gang across the border, rampaging across the Northern and Southern lands of the river, plundering the populace. At its peak, there were a hundred followers, three hundred affiliates, all empowered with the "Five Immortals" power. Although they couldn't besiege cities and plunder counties easily, ordinary towns and villages could not withstand them.
