They had always been undefeated as a team, the life-snatching five fiends, always prevailing in everything they tackled.
But this time, they had fallen so easily, so silently, so swiftly, that they felt like complete failures, casually dealt with by someone else, without even realizing where they had actually stumbled.
With his heart tightening, the old Taoist priest once again addressed the void, "What do you want?"
Sikou Yao responded with a light chuckle, "Didn't I already say? Just stay here and behave yourselves! Whenever I'm pleased, I'll let you out. And if I ever become displeased, who knows, I might just decide to slaughter you all!"
The old Taoist priest, the bald monk, and the white-faced scholar felt the chilling intent to kill in Sikou Yao's words and instantly shivered, as if a cold blade was placed on their necks, ready to claim their lives at any moment.
Just as they were feeling utterly defeated, the cripple and the ugly hag were thrown in as well.