The sudden Sacrificial Festival brought an unusual bustle to Black Wind Ridge. During the day, groups of Deceit Beasts roamed the streets everywhere.
They wore Daoist robes and ornaments, muttering intricate mantras under their breath.
Occasionally, some Deceit Beasts could be seen carrying statues, circling around Black Wind Ridge, hinting that the Beast Calamity had already birthed certain unseen variables.
Calling it "out of control" wouldn't be an exaggeration.
After all, the Deceit Beasts of Black Wind Ridge were, in essence, nothing more than the Chang Ghosts of the mountain lord, merely repeating destructive cycles within the confines of certain rules.
The nameless temple where Li Mo resided was the liveliest. Even without getting close, a dense and overwhelming scent of incense could be smelled.
Countless Deceit Beasts came and went with fervent expressions, seemingly unable to hold back their desire to bow repeatedly in worship.
