On the mountain path outside Hanyang Prefecture.
Han Li took out two Yellow Talismans, tossing them into the air. With a jolt of his True Qi, they instantly transformed into two Paper Horses.
They swelled in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, they became creatures of flesh and blood. With manes flying and hooves nimble, they were indistinguishable from real horses, even snorting and puffing out wisps of white air.
This wasn't Han Li's first time handling a job to eliminate a rebellious Qi Cultivation Clan. He patted the Paper Horse's neck and said casually,
"The Qi Cultivation Clans under our Dharma Lineage's rule are as numerous as the hairs on an ox. They're like weeds all over the mountains—cut one down, and another sprouts up.
Trying to restrain their actions one by one is just too exhausting and time-consuming."
He swung himself onto his horse with a practiced motion.
"It's better to just cull and sweep through them in batches every once in a while.
