Chapter 147: One Sword Toppled a Mountain

The Mire God was getting married that day, and the place was buzzing. Nearly everyone had gone to the wedding. They had assumed the Underground Palace was perfectly safe, that nothing unexpected would happen. Only a handful of senior disciples stayed behind, and their cultivation level was not high. The Mire God Clan focused on witchcraft, corpse herding, puppetry, and feng shui, paying little attention to the ancient martial arts. They were best at fighting through puppets rather than with their...