「A quarter hour later.」
The Night Parade of Hundred Demons was nearing its end. The bloody moonlight began to fade, and the heightened aura of life emanating from the group rapidly receded until it vanished completely. The Evil Spirits in the surrounding blocks and beyond snapped out of their frenzied state. Having lost the scent of life to guide them, they no longer converged on the group's location.
Where the group had made their stand.
The area was a complete wreck. The corpses and severed limbs of Evil Spirits lay strewn everywhere. A rough estimate put the number at over two hundred, and nearly a third of them were the bodies of the incredibly hard-to-kill Sword Soldier Ghosts.
Black Yin Qi seeped from their wounds, and dark blood stained the surrounding streets, filling the air with an indescribable stench. The scene was one of utter carnage.
