|𝐖𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐚𝐦𝐞| 1st Version

"Defamation" at its ✨𝙁𝙄𝙉𝙀𝙎𝙏 ✨

Burial Mounds

"We will make them pay!"

"Kill them all until there's not a trace left!"

"Destroy their evil doings!"

The barrier sent a demonic pulse with each hit that it was receiving, weakening it even more by throwing talismans. In the twinkling of an eye the barrier sent a backlash of demonic energy, shooting towards the sky causing the clouds to turn even darker, thundering with rage, with streaks of red swirling around burial mounds. Once they broke through the barrier they charged in, with corpses charging at them from each direction. Their bodies shook with rage, as one by one felt their limbs slowly give out giving no opportunity to catch their breath. Men were being overpowered by these furious corpses, painting the ground red.

'Useless!'

"You! Call for backup." Nodding the Jin disciple sent a flare, followed by a Nie insignia flare.

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The crows surrounding the place could not compare to the loud strident sound of men screaming in pain and corpses groans coming within burial mounds. Walking with caution they heard hurried footsteps coming in their direction stumbling in the process: it was a man. If this wasn't a battle that they were in, one could have easily mistaken this man for a lunatic; seeing as he came running looking pale, with blood stains on his ruined robes.

The petrified man came to a sudden halt falling backwards. Moving back in a hurriedly manner, with widened eyes he proceeded to say: "Ha- han-HAN GUANG-JUN PLEASE HAVE MERCY!" The man pleaded, crying. "Please, I beg of you!"

Kneeling to the mans level, Lan Zhan asked, "What's happening?" Hearing his voice only made the man quiver in fear even more, retreating back.

"No! Please, please! Have mercy!" Wangji looked perplexed. Asking him once again what he saw, the man just continued pleading for his life. If the man was gonna continue on like this, then he would rather just see for himself. Dashing towards the entrance, Wei Wuxian made a remark saying that it was ironic that he was called by such a title.

Upon entering the smell of blood was so strong that it could almost make one dizzy. The clash of swords stabbing the incoming corpses looked like a waltz with all the spinning and turning and not to mention the mist of demonic energy moving swiftly through the flood of people distracting some of the cultivators. Running through the sea of people both haven't noticed when they had split up causing both to run in two different directions.

Not soon after the infamous sound of a dizi was heard in the distance bringing Lan Zhan to finally look at his surroundings only to find out that Wei Ying wasn't following behind him. This could only mean one thing: Wei Wuxian might have ran into trouble. Frantically he turned his direction to look for Wei Wuxian, yet he stopped at the sound of a familiar yet unfamiliar instrument invade his ears.

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Lan Wangji noticed that Wei Wuxian had returned tripping in the process, grabbing him by the arm.

Lan Wangji, "Move your in my way."

Wei Wuxian, "Your way? If anything is in your way, it's those big man tits of yours!

"Less talking, more fighting, that's of course if you want to die in the process. Did you hide the Wens in the cave like I told you?"

"Yes, what kind of question is that?"

"You got the brain of a pheasant."

"You!... like I said this isn't over-"

Lan Wangji rolled his eyes, "Whatever."