Prosperity

Everyone present sensed the change in Hui Yue, and while his old friends knew why, the Gods were unaware of what was going on.

"These black-cloaked figures are known as Crusaders. They are the henchmen of An He." Hui Yue said with a quiet voice and the Gods all suddenly felt hatred well up within them. They had never met this An He before, but seeing his actions against the Laws, their seniors, and the fact that he had tricked the young masters was enough for them to wish to shred him to pieces.

"What should we do now?" This God asked curiously, but Hui Yue just smiled. He formed an arrow from Ancestral Worldpower and with a flick of his finger, he shot it at one of the Crusaders. In an instant the arrow slammed into the back of the head of the unsuspecting Crusader. The body under the cloak disintegrated into dust as the robe fell to the ground. In less time than it took to blink, all that was left was a cloak laying on the road.