It was midnight at the hill outside of the city.
At this moment, there was only the sound of the mountain creek, the wind, and Xiang Liu's footsteps... And the sound of something being dragged.
Xiang Liu slowly walked into a secret cave--- where a large number of incantations was written.
Of course, these should be golden in color, but now they were all dull, as if they would fade away at any time.
This was the first seal.
But obviously, there was another man wearing a casual suit with a loser's face.
He was about thirty years old, with sparse stubble, and black hair randomly tied up behind.
He was sitting on a wall, holding a long and cloth-wrapped thing in his arms… It seemed to be a stick or something.
Hearing the footsteps, he slightly opened his eyes. He was not afraid of Xiang Liu, even if he saw two monsters being held in Xiang Liu's two hands.
The two monsters looked very weak, but not dead.
