The Purple-Robed Heavenly Master Descends the Mountain, and Ox-Head and Horse-Face Farm Two Acres

At eight years old, Zhang Xuanxiao was a purple-robed Celestial Master of Longshan. On his master's orders, he joined the production crew to promote the arts of the Celestial Masters of Longhu Mountain.

The audience all thought the little Celestial Master was just a young Taoist boy.

Who knew that once the Longhu Mountain trial began, the gates of the underworld would swing open and ghosts would swarm through the night!

More and more figures emerged from the mist, each with a different form. Some were missing arms or legs, some had hideous faces, and some were nothing but stark white bones. They let out all manner of strange cries, like evil spirits crawling out of the abyss, sending chills down everyone's spines.

Everyone was terrified. An unprecedented danger had arrived!

At the critical moment, the eight-year-old Celestial Master's purple robes billowed though there was no wind!

"Lin! Bing! Dou! Zhe! Jie! Zhen! Lie! Zai! Qian! Urgent as the law commands!"

At Zhang Xuanxiao's sharp cry, the Five Thunder Talisman burst into flames, shining with dazzling light.

Bolts of purple lightning fell from the sky like enormous dragons writhing through the air, striking the wandering ghosts.

"Rumble!"

Deafening thunder roared through the valley. The earth shook as if the apocalypse had arrived.

Struck by lightning, the ghosts let out shrill screams and instantly turned to ash.

The viewers in the livestream were dumbstruck by the sight, and the comment feed exploded again.

"Holy crap! The little Celestial Master is awesome!"

"That Five Thunder Talisman is way too powerful!"

"He's practically an immortal descended to earth!"

"Mom asked why I'm watching the livestream on my knees..."

The mist gradually dispersed, and the sky cleared again, as though it had all been an illusion.

"Mom, Mom, even the Ox-Head and Horse-Face have to plow two mu of fields when they show up!"

"When the little Celestial Master comes down the mountain, even the Black and White Impermanence crouching by the roadside get slapped twice before he moves on!"