Spiritual qi revival. Evil spirits run rampant.
Others hunt ghosts with talismans, Taoist arts, or curses.
But then there’s this oddball, with a .500 Magnum revolver at his waist and a watermelon knife in his hand, hacking his way from one end of the street to the other without even blinking.
No one knows his name. They’ve only heard people call him Sun Ritian.
Then one day, just as everyone decides that physical exorcism is useless,
they hear him mutter, “Actually, if physical methods don’t work, I happen to know a few spells...”
Then, right before everyone’s eyes, he presses his palms together like an old monk in meditation. Next, he raises his clenched right fist and declares, “Odd changes, even stay the same; the Five-Finger Fist Heart Sword!”
