The outskirts of Daxing Mountain.
A river flowed out from the depths of Daxing Mountain, passed through Wuling City, and emptied into the sea. The river wound around Wuling City like a jade sash, which is how it earned the name Jade River.
On the rocky banks of the river, three Taiping Captains were surrounded by a pack of demons.
They stood back-to-back, fending off the demonic siege.
The three of them were quite strong. With every move they made, a demon would be injured or even fall, but there were simply too many of them.
Despite their best efforts to resist, they were still frequently wounded by the demons' sharp claws, sending sprays of blood into the air.
"Charlatan, didn't you say this was auspicious? This is an auspicious end for us, all right!"
Liu Yang said, swinging his saber.
"That's what the divination said, it's true! Trust me, maybe reinforcements will drop from the sky any minute now."
Ding Shiyun said.
