A hundred years ago, a fox spirit was undergoing a tribulation beneath Green Ox Ridge when it became trapped in a hunter's snare. A young Daoist rescued it.
A century later, that young Daoist was reborn as Lin Qingxuan, the only folk Daoist in Green Ox Village.
He kept to a dilapidated little courtyard, with half a volume of a tattered old book in his hands. He had hoped for a quiet life, but one strange incident after another drew him in.
The Sevenfold Soul-Locking Array in an ancient tomb began to fail, and ghost soldiers marched through, claiming lives.
An opera stage in a riverside town sprang to life at midnight, as a ghostly performer in red bewitched souls.
A blood-sacrifice array was completed in Blackwind Town, where evil cultivators sought to forge a Ten Thousand Souls Banner.
Maoshan fell, a Celestial Master emerged, and a million people across Jiangnan became lambs awaiting slaughter!
Lin Qingxuan gripped his peachwood sword and stepped through the ritual footwork. Facing the evil spirits filling the sky, he spoke coldly:
“The righteous qi of heaven and earth endures forever. I am a folk Daoist, and today I shall enforce Heaven's justice and suppress every wicked spirit in this world!”
