Above the City Wall, a "clang" echoed sharply, followed by the sound of a sword drawn to its fullest length. The figure of Bai Xiaotian plummeted from the sky, diving towards the flurry of evil ghosts.
"Sky, these are the souls of the people of Chang'an who have been temporarily disturbed by the contamination of Magic Blood. Help to stop them, but refrain from rash killing." Upon witnessing this, an aged Zen Master from the Hua Sheng Temple, who went by the Dharma name "Kongdu," immediately reminded him.
Having said this, he stepped ahead of the other monks. With a wave of his hand, the Conch Leaf Scripture fluttered out, unfolding like a long roll of poetic painting, encircling over a hundred evil ghosts and emitting a surge of golden light towards the sky.