Some disciples were even wearing just a bath towel around their waist. They were bare-chested, with another towel draped loosely around their necks and a pair of wooden clogs that went CLIP-CLOP on their feet. They mingled with the frenzied crowd, raising their arms and shouting, "Make the Guixi Sect great again!"
Su Ling'er's terrified gaze swept over these figures. A chill crept up her spine, inch by inch, until her entire body felt ice-cold.
'Here... Many of the things here... aren't human!'
'Are they demonic beasts? Some other race? This sect really is deeply connected to the demonic artifacts of legend!'
'My suspicions about evil cult rituals were right all along! The Guixi Sect's daily appearance is just a disguise. This celebration is a carnival, a Night Parade of Hundred Demons! Aren't these living, breathing demonic creatures right before my eyes?'
