The Holy Lord of Senluo

“Sacred flames blaze, burn my battered body. What joy is there in life, what suffering is there in death? Do good and eliminate evil, defend the Way and subdue demons. Joy and sorrow alike return to dust. The gods achieve nothing, the sages leave no name. The brave fear nothing, the benevolent are invincible!”

Mu Yifan stole a glance at the woman standing at the front of the crowd, then secretly wiped away a bead of cold sweat. He thought, “All I did was accidentally run off with your daughter-in-law, and you people actually forced me to join you in some grand scheme. What a disaster.”