"I can save your life!"
A man in black said, "Indeed, the Sect Hierarch has bestowed a divine elixir that can prolong your life."
Another man in black said, "Your swordsmanship may be fierce, but we will attack you head-on, not with tricks. If it were one-on-one, no one here could be your match, but how long can your disciples inside the temple hold out?"
"Our brothers will finish off everyone in the temple shortly, then surround you, and you will still die."
"Why not convert to our Demon Cult, and together we will destroy Wudang and Shaolin? The Sect Hierarch will grant you the Hengshan Hall, making you both an elder and the Hall Master of Hengshan. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"
"That's right, that's right!" The surrounding men in black laughed and chimed in.
Some laughed, some shouted, their voices mingling with the sound of rain, coming from all directions, clearly attempting to confuse Mr. Mo Da.
"Ah~!"
That was a scream of agony~!