The once eerie, wind-swept Shima Town, filled with the wails of Evil Ghosts, suddenly fell into complete silence. Not even a bird or crow could be heard.
It was unclear how many townsfolk stood in a daze, watching as opera troupes, acrobatic performers, and beggars suddenly appeared, revealing their miraculously desperate abilities. Still unaware of what had happened, some even thought it was part of the Lantern Festival and cheered.
The various jianghu factions had initially felt immense pressure bearing down on them. With the sudden appearance of these strange people, the pressure vanished, leaving them in a confused state.
Only a few of the more capable individuals rushed to the windows. Peering out, they spotted one or two faces among the newly appeared figures—faces they had long revered as deities. The shock nearly stopped their hearts, and their legs threatened to buckle beneath them.
"It's them..."
"Is it really those people... who have come?"
...
"HUH?"
