The instant Li Huowang saw the shadow play, he knew something was wrong. Immediately, a howling sound rushed toward him from behind.
As Li Huowang spun around, Li Sui's tentacles, gripping various torture instruments, shot out to parry a massive, heavy Mo Blade.
CRASH! The floorboards could not withstand such staggering force and instantly splintered. Li Huowang was slammed through the floor by the tremendous power behind the Mo Blade.
When Li Huowang got to his feet on the lower level of the wooden building, he saw two Sitting Oblivion Path members flanking him. Their heads were shaped like bloodied, fleshy mahjong tiles: one an 'Eight Bamboo,' the other a 'Nine Bamboo.'
Like Li Huowang, they were both engulfed in flames, their flesh rapidly blistering and charring, yet not a trace of pain showed on their faces.
Perhaps due to Zhuge Yuan's old Almanac, they didn't say a single word to Li Huowang.
