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The sky was devoured by rolling gloom, bound forever with endless dense smoke and dark night. Suddenly, the ominous clamor of gongs and drums arose from the earth, followed by headless monsters, spiders with women's faces, and wicked ghosts carrying bluish-green lanterns, all emerging indiscriminately from the shadows, launching a relentless, tide-like assault on Li Aozi.
A procession of a hundred demons during the night.
"Grand Yin Yang Master Abe Tadayuki, you could no longer hold back, eh?"
Li Aozi crouched low, one hand dangling over the hilt of his greatsword, carrying it as if it were a shoulder pole, while the other hand casually rested on a pitch-black tachi. His demeanor was nonchalant towards the monster ghosts swarming towards him.