When the Third Leader saw the signal talisman destroyed, his face twisted in a ferocious sneer. With a roar, the bandits of the Black Wind Stronghold pounced on Zhong Yun and the others like starved wolves.
Elder Li swung his long sword, sending a sweeping wave of sword qi that forced several bandits back. He shouted angrily, "Protect yourselves! I hardly consider this rabble worth my time!"
Zhong Yun, however, felt a gnawing sense of unease. Why would the Black Wind Stronghold, made up of mere common bandits, possess a demonic cult token? The whole affair reeked of strangeness, and he suspected there was more to it than met the eye. He lowered his voice to warn, "Elder Li, be careful! Something is not right here!"
Chapter 42