Chapter 390 – Storms Come Without Warning (3)

Jinzhai was a quiet city situated on the border between Anhui Province and Henan Province. It was unbelievably deserted for a city located at the crossroads connecting provinces. ​

"Sigh!" ​

Hwang Hye-ryeong let out a soft sigh while looking at such scenery of Jinzhai. Several days had already passed since she came here. During this time, she hadn't stepped outside even once, staying only in this place. She had no choice. ​

She turned around. Then she saw Muk Il-gwang sitting cross-legged, practicing qi cultivation. ​

Muk Il-gwang appeared fine. At least on the outside. But his internal condition was truly in shambles. ​

Divine Fire Hall Master Nam Hyeon-so's Universe Shattering Palm had thoroughly crushed Muk Il-gwang's internal organs. His organs were twisted, his energy and blood were torn and split, causing his internal power to leak out. ​

Muk Il-gwang desperately practiced qi cultivation trying to heal his internal injuries, but because of his constantly leaking internal power, he was barely maintaining the status quo. ​

"Il-gwang!" ​

He had ended up like this trying to protect her. That made it even more heartbreaking. But currently there was no way she could help Muk Il-gwang. ​

Hwang Hye-ryeong quietly left the room so as not to startle Muk Il-gwang. Coming outside, she saw a middle-aged woman in modest attire. ​

The middle-aged woman greeted Hwang Hye-ryeong. ​

"Miss Hwang." ​

"Branch Leader." ​

"How is Young Hero Muk's condition?" ​

"Still the same. It's just not getting worse, but it's not getting better either." ​

"Sigh! If only we had some miraculous medicine. I feel sorry for no reason." ​

"Not at all. I'm just grateful that you've provided such a comfortable place to rest." ​

The middle-aged woman's name was Im Ju-ha. She was both the inn owner and a branch leader of Hao Sect. She was the one who had recognized the identities of the injured Muk Il-gwang and Hwang Hye-ryeong at first sight and provided them shelter. Thanks to this, Hwang Hye-ryeong had been able to recover her strength to some degree over the past few days. ​

Hwang Hye-ryeong came down to the first floor with Im Ju-ha. The first floor of the inn was very quiet. The only customers were a few people occupying a table in a corner. ​

"It's quiet." ​

"It's been like this for several days." ​

"Is it because of the Demon Cult?" ​

At Hwang Hye-ryeong's question, Im Ju-ha silently nodded. Her expression was very dark. ​

Im Ju-ha had already been running business here for ten years. Having experienced all kinds of hardships and seen countless people, she prided herself on having better insight and ability to read the times than anyone. ​

"Miss Hwang, you've only been staying in your room so you might not know well, but the atmosphere in Jinzhai is very serious right now. The Demon Cult isn't simply occupying Anhui Province with force alone." ​

"What?" ​

"They're really terrifying! This is the first time for something like this." ​

Im Ju-ha's voice naturally trembled. ​

Since the martial world began, how many sects had aimed to dominate it? Before the Demon Cult there was the Heavenly Evil Cult, and even before the Heavenly Evil Cult, there existed sects with powerful strength. ​

They tried to unify the martial world through force, and quite a few sects actually came close to achieving it. But their ambitions all failed without exception. ​

Because they tried to rule through force alone based on their mighty power. ​

It was the nature of the martial world that when pressed down with strong force, the resistance would be equally strong. Martial artists couldn't tolerate being suppressed from above and would resist with even greater force. In the end, among countless sects, none succeeded in conquering the martial world. Not even that mighty Demon Cult. ​

Years ago, the Demon Cult had tried to annex the martial world by blindly using force. But when they reappeared in the martial world after decades, they had changed. ​

"They're not simply annexing sects through force alone." ​

"Then?" ​

"Where public order becomes vacant after eliminating sects, missionaries step forward." ​

"Missionaries?" ​

"That's right! Missionaries. They spread the Demon Cult's doctrine to the people. Eventually the people become supporters of the Demon Cult." ​

"Is that possible? That people would believe the Demon Cult's doctrine with just a few missionary efforts." ​

"I didn't think it was possible either. But it turned out to be. To the people, existing martial artists and the Demon Cult aren't really different. Rather than existing sects that blindly exploit them, the Demon Cult's doctrine promising paradise and the afterlife appeals much more." ​

Word was openly circulating that ten percent of the people in Jinzhai had gone over to the Demon Cult. Ten percent might not seem like much, but that ten percent quickly became twenty percent, then expanded to one hundred percent. ​

Once public sentiment tilted, it wasn't easy to turn it back. The Demon Cult thoroughly exploited this point. ​

"The Jinzhai residents recruited by the Demon Cult are serving as eyes and ears. This way we can't conduct proper intelligence activities either. Perhaps the fact that this place is a Hao Sect branch may already be known." ​

Im Ju-ha bit her lips hard. ​

Hao Sect's lifeline was maintained through secrecy. If exposed publicly like this, it would inevitably become a target of attack. Hao Sect was even more in danger because unlike other sects, it didn't have many masters with outstanding martial power. ​

"I don't know who planned all this, but it's really spine-chilling. They're really using both swords of force and missionary work properly." ​

Im Ju-ha's voice contained subtle fear. ​

The martial world conflicts she knew were always battles of strength against strength, individual against individual, or force against force. ​

There might be schemes and conspiracies, fierce battles of wits involved, but at least there existed martial artists' pride and a code at the foundation. But the battle unfolding before her eyes now was different. ​

Ordinary people completely unrelated to the martial world had been drawn in by the enormous gravitational force emanated by the martial world and Demon Cult, becoming the Demon Cult's solid foundation. This kind of battle was unprecedented. ​

'The martial world and Central Plains are changing. The flow of the world has shifted.' ​

Im Ju-ha's eyes turned toward the window. ​

Though Hwang Hye-ryeong hadn't noticed yet, even at this moment there were gazes secretly observing the inn. ​

They weren't martial artists who had learned martial arts, but ordinary people. Though clumsy, that made them more frightening. ​

"Miss Hwang." ​

Then Im Ju-ha, who had been absently looking out the window, called Hwang Hye-ryeong. ​

"Yes?" ​

"We should escape quickly." ​

"What do you mean?" ​

Hwang Hye-ryeong's gaze turned toward where Im Ju-ha was looking. Then she saw a group approaching the inn. Each of them was holding large torches. ​

"Who are they?" ​

Doubt appeared on Hwang Hye-ryeong's face. ​

Those approaching the inn were clearly ordinary people who knew no martial arts. Their shabby clothing and the fact that no energy could be felt from them proved this fact. ​

They were flocking toward the inn as if bewitched by something. ​

"They're residents of Jinzhai." ​

Im Ju-ha muttered blankly. ​

Among them were faces she recognized. They were nearby residents she usually knew. But now their faces had changed so menacingly that she doubted whether they were really the people she knew. ​

Im Ju-ha looked at Hwang Hye-ryeong. ​

"I don't know what's happening, but the atmosphere is very ominous. While I buy time, take Young Hero Muk and escape." ​

"But…" ​

Hwang Hye-ryeong hesitated. Not because she doubted Im Ju-ha's words, but because of Muk Il-gwang's condition. ​

Muk Il-gwang was currently in the middle of qi cultivation. If moved carelessly, the internal injuries he was barely maintaining might worsen. If that happened, Muk Il-gwang could never recover again. ​

That's when it happened. ​

Bang! Bang! Bang! ​

The residents pounded violently on the inn's door. ​

Im Ju-ha took a deep breath and opened the door with a calm expression. Then she saw residents holding torches. ​

Im Ju-ha asked politely. ​

"What's the matter?" ​

"There are martial artists inside, right?" ​

"Pardon?" ​

At the residents' unexpected words, Im Ju-ha frowned. Then the middle-aged resident in front raised his voice. ​

"We know they're inside, so hurry up and drive them out." ​

"What are you talking about? Sir." ​

"Martial artists only bring disaster. Hurry up and drive them out." ​

At the middle-aged man's raised voice, Im Ju-ha momentarily looked dumbfounded. The middle-aged man was an owner of a nearby inn who usually had a close friendship with Im Ju-ha. ​

He was very kind and considerate. She never expected such a person to raise his voice and pressure her so aggressively. ​

"Jinzhai doesn't need martial artists. Hurry up and drive them out." ​

"That's right! The Venerable One will be angry." ​

"Let's drive out the martial artists." ​

The residents joined the middle-aged man in shouting. The front of the inn instantly became noisy with their voices. ​

Im Ju-ha tried to maintain a calm expression. ​

"I have no idea what you're talking about." ​

"Why are you acting like this? We came knowing everything." ​

"Knowing what?" ​

"We heard it all. That martial artists are staying here." ​

"Who did you hear it from?" ​

"What's the point of knowing that? Come to think of it, you're also a martial artist, aren't you? Ha, Hao Sect?" ​

Instantly cracks appeared on Im Ju-ha's face. ​

She quickly looked around. ​

Somewhere here was someone inciting these people. That person had clearly informed the residents of her identity and the existence of Hwang Hye-ryeong and others. ​

'It's the Demon Cult.' ​

Im Ju-ha immediately recognized the identity of those who had incited them. ​

Cold sweat trickled down her spine. ​

That this place was a Hao Sect branch was top secret among top secrets. Except for Hao Sect's leadership, no one knew this place's identity. Yet the Demon Cult was seeing through such secrets. ​

"Martial artists who suck our lifeblood should leave this place." ​

"Get out quickly." ​

The residents' voices grew louder. At first only those gathered here were shouting, but as time passed, more residents joined the inciting group. ​

The number gathered reached over several hundred. They surrounded the inn while shouting. ​

Im Ju-ha and Hwang Hye-ryeong looked at each other's faces. ​

Though hundreds of residents were threatening them, they weren't afraid. Masters of their level could handle hundreds of ordinary people. ​

The problem was that innocent ordinary people had fallen for the Demon Cult's incitement and were following them. Though only a few hundred were in front of them now, that number could grow to thousands, tens of thousands in an instant. ​

Im Ju-ha and Hwang Hye-ryeong felt the terror of the Demon Cult to the bone. ​

'At this rate, the world will quickly be devoured by the Demon Cult. We need to devise extraordinary measures.' ​

That's when it happened. ​

"If you won't listen to us, we'll burn down this worthless inn." ​

Someone threw a torch with a loud shout. Then others also threw torches all at once. ​

"No!" ​

Im Ju-ha and Hwang Hye-ryeong tried to stop them but it was useless. The torches thrown at the inn numbered over dozens. Fire instantly spread to the inn. ​

Inn workers and Hao Sect disciples disguised as guests tried to put out the fire with buckets of water, but it was useless. The flames instantly engulfed the entire inn. ​

"No!" ​

Hwang Hye-ryeong quickly ran up to the second floor. It was to save Muk Il-gwang. Im Ju-ha also gave up putting out the fire and moved to help Hwang Hye-ryeong. ​

"It burns well." ​

There were those smiling while watching the inn burn. They had cleverly hidden among the residents and incited them. ​

They belonged to Middle Heaven, a missionary organization within the Demon Cult. Middle Heaven's leader was Demon Mother Dan Un-hyang. ​

If Cult Leader Cheok Gwan-hyeol conquered the world through force, Middle Heaven led by Dan Un-hyang played the role of drawing in ordinary people through doctrine. ​

Those belonging to Middle Heaven were mostly well-versed in the Demon Cult's doctrine. They had delved deeper into doctrine after the Demon Cult's defeat in the first Righteous-Demon Great War. ​

They thought the cause of defeat was that the Demon Cult's doctrine was disconnected from the reality ordinary people experienced. They researched doctrine that ordinary people could easily understand and become absorbed in. ​

The doctrine revised over decades spread among the people like a plague. This was the result. ​

A sense of unity that the Demon Cult's enemies were their own enemies. ​

For the Demon Cult's sake, they could oppose and martyr themselves without fearing even martial artists. They were filled with belief that this would allow them to reach paradise. ​

It was no coincidence that they targeted the inn where Hwang Hye-ryeong was staying. ​

Divine Fire Hall Master Nam Hyeon-so had kept his promise with Blood Wheel Witch Yo Sa-ran and released Hwang Hye-ryeong and Muk Il-gwang. Nam Hyeon-so was someone who knew honor and wouldn't break a promise once made. He didn't touch Hwang Hye-ryeong as promised, but Middle Heaven's missionary stance was different. ​

Though they belonged to the same Demon Cult, Middle Heaven had much stronger religious coloring. They had no mercy. They considered all who didn't believe in the Demon Cult as enemies and believed they must be punished. ​

Finding out that an ordinary inn was actually a Hao Sect branch wasn't too difficult. It could be known just by compiling facts reported by people who had fallen for the Demon Cult's doctrine. ​

"It burns well." ​

"How dare the likes of Hao Sect oppose our cult. All burn and return to a handful of ashes." ​

Middle Heaven's martial artists smiled while watching the blazing flames. ​

Their martial arts were nothing compared to the Demon Cult's elite, but they knew how to cleverly use people who had fallen for the Demon Cult's doctrine. ​

The inn that had been a Hao Sect branch was instantly engulfed in crimson flames. The fire shot up high into the sky, and the intense heat made people within dozens of zhang retreat. ​

"It's over." ​

It was the moment Middle Heaven's martial artists smiled. ​

Whoosh! ​

The flames that had been shooting high suddenly surged greatly and began being sucked into one space. ​

The fire demon struggled and resisted but it was useless. The tremendous gravitational force seized and pulled the flames with fearsome power. ​

Rumble! ​

"Wha, what?" ​

"What is this?" ​

Middle Heaven's martial artists and the people couldn't be free from the gravitational force. Their bodies were also dragged toward the space where the flames were being sucked. ​

The people and Middle Heaven's martial artists were horrified and resisted but it was useless. Their bodies were endlessly dragged, creating deep furrows in the ground. ​

Before the fearsome gravitational force, their struggles were meaningless. ​

Their faces were horribly distorted. ​

"What the?" ​

At that moment they saw. ​

A black silhouette standing where the fire demon was being dragged. ​

He was pulling everything toward himself. ​

It was a small-statured old man. His hair had fallen down from the rain, covering his face.

Beom-hae climbed over the broken wall and iron structure to look down at the old man.

“Who are you?”

The old man twisted his mouth.

“Shaolin monks are born for demolition. I came out seeing thirty percent destroyed, but they’ve broken even more in the meantime.”

“Who are you?”

But the old man said something else.

“I thought about setting fires, but if they perform this well, I should be grateful.”

Beom-hae glared at the old man and walked forward without hesitation.

He walked up to the old man and raised his hand. The old man only came up to the middle of Beom-hae’s waist. Beom-hae struck down at the old man with his fist.

The old man had his hands behind his back but met Beom-hae’s hand with his palm.

Thud.

It should have been loaded with internal energy, but surprisingly it looked like he simply extended his hand and received it without much recoil.

But that was only momentary.

WHOOOOOM!

A tremendous wave of energy spread out centered on the two people. All the falling raindrops, surrounding puddles, and even mud were completely pushed away from around the two men.

Moisture completely disappeared from both men’s clothes, instantly drying them completely. The old man’s hair stuck out in all directions as if struck by lightning.

After the energy wave disappeared, the continuing rain made the dry clothes wet again, and the old man’s hair that had stuck out also drooped as it got wet.

Beom-hae raised his hand again with the same fierce expression. This time he struck down with his blade-hand at the old man.

The old man moved his hand slightly to block the blade-hand falling toward his head.

Again, after a brief moment, an energy explosion occurred.

WHOOOM!

Moisture was pushed from the old man’s head down to his feet, and the ground beneath his feet burst.

Beom-hae continuously struck the old man’s head.

Bang! WHOOOM!

The old man’s body blocking with his palm was fine, but the ground below kept bursting and caving in. The earth he stood on burst away, creating a pit. As the pit deepened, the old man’s body gradually sank lower.

Bang bang bang!

Dirt clumps burst and scattered in all directions.

The old man was buried in the ground to the point where he could barely be seen.

Beom-hae knelt and continued punching downward.

Bang bang bang bang!

Now from behind, the old man was completely buried in the ground and couldn’t be seen. Only his hand reaching upward was visible.

Beom-hae got up.

Then he stepped firmly on the old man’s upraised palm and passed over him.

As if nothing had happened.

He passed over the old man and went his way.

Prick!

Suddenly, Beom-hae felt pain in his lower back.

There was no sound or noise at all.

Beom-hae frowned and reached behind to find the hidden weapon that caused the pain. But the moment his hand touched it, it crumbled so he couldn’t tell what it was.

Beom-hae slowly turned around.

The old man who had somehow crawled out of the pit was standing looking at Beom-hae.

The old man swept back his hair that had been covering his face from the rain. His eyes were much smaller and rounder than ordinary people’s, like dots. And above all, his mouth was split so long it reached his earlobes, making him look grotesque.

Opening his small round eyes wide and splitting his torn mouth even wider in laughter, the old man, King of Hell Tang Qing, said.

“Wicked monk. You know who I am yet dare step over my head with your dirty muddy feet?”

Beom-hae looked at Tang Qing with cold eyes and opened his mouth.

“King of Hell.”

“That’s right. I am King of Hell.”

Beom-hae took out Tang Qing’s personal letter from his sleeve.

“Do you remember what conditions you wrote?”

“You came to take my head in exchange for surrender?”

“You had no intention of surrendering from the beginning.”

Beom-hae glared at Tang Qing and tore up the letter.

Rip! Rip!

Tang Qing laughed.

“Giggle giggle! You knew yet still wanted to confirm? You worked hard bringing that utterly useless letter all the way here!”

“King of Hell. Your crime of deceiving our temple is not light. Not only you, but all of the Tang family will pay the price.”

“You know what? The inner courtyard is sturdier, more complex, and full of all kinds of mechanical devices compared to the outer courtyard. It’s completely different from the outer courtyard. But why do you think I came out this far to greet you?”

“Whether inner or outer courtyard, the Tang Family Main House will be left with only ruins today.”

Tang Qing asked mockingly.

“What’s your dharma name?”

“Beom-hae.”

“Beom-hae, so you’re a disciple of the Invincible One Hui-neung. Even if Hui-neung himself came it wouldn’t be enough, yet you dare face me King of Hell as his mere disciple?”

Beom-hae glared at Tang Qing with frosty eyes and strode toward him again.

Suddenly Tang Qing’s eyes flashed.

Tang Qing’s body became blurry and moved backward as if extinguishing.

Beom-hae stamped the ground with his foot. Bang! Beom-hae’s body also became equally blurry and instantly approached in front of Tang Qing.

Beom-hae’s figure that appeared right in front of Tang Qing instantly threw five punches.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Tang Qing’s hair stood up like a lion’s mane. Tang Qing quickly ran his hand through his hair and extended his hand to match Beom-hae’s punches.

Tap tap.

Tang Qing leaped backward and landed while Beom-hae also retreated two steps and stopped.

Beom-hae looked at his hands. Both fists had five stiff strands of hair embedded in them. He applied force but his clenched fists wouldn’t open. His fists trembled unintentionally. When the trembling fists rubbed against each other, the hair crumbled and scattered. What was embedded in his back must have been hair too.

Beom-hae scattered all the hair embedded in his fists and clapped his hands forcefully.

Clap!

His stiff hands loosened and he could move his fingers freely. But the parts where hair had been embedded were discolored as if badly bruised.

Tang Qing giggled.

“The hair just now was poisoned. For reference, that poison has the effect of harming the five organs: liver, heart, spleen, lungs, and kidneys. All your internal organs will split and develop holes, bleeding until finally your organs fill with blood and you die.”

One corner of Beom-hae’s mouth slightly rose.

He had already prepared sufficiently for poison with the effects Tang Qing just described.

Beom-hae took out a small box from his bosom. Then taking out a pill from the box, he said.

“It must be very severe extreme poison.”

“That’s right. You probably saw it. Recently the Demon Exterminating Monk was poisoned at an inn in Runan, wasn’t he?”

Beom-hae paused while trying to put the pill in his mouth.

“You must have been very surprised. A supreme master with deep internal energy like the Demon Exterminating Monk getting poisoned by some strange poison. It’s natural. It’s poison I spent decades of effort creating.”

Tang Qing gestured with his chin toward the pill Beom-hae held and said.

“That’s Heaven Color Melting Pill, isn’t it?”

Beom-hae stared at Tang Qing.

Heaven Color Melting Pill was a precious pill, but not used often, so many within Shaolin Temple didn’t know about it.

But Tang Qing knew this poison-resisting pill?

“Heaven Color Melting Pill prioritizes protecting the liver to increase poison resistance and has the effect of preventing poison from seeping into other organs. When taken by those with deep internal energy, it’s very effective for expelling residual poison. That’s why it’s also used as an antidote, one of Shaolin Temple’s best tonics.”

Residual poison is lingering poison remaining in the body. Heaven Color Melting Pill is a tonic that concentrates on protecting internal organs to preserve vitality and heightens recovery by expelling poison as quickly as possible.

“When the Poison Sect Blood Incident occurred ten years ago, you mass-produced about three hundred pills and stockpiled them, probably.”

Beom-hae’s raised mouth corners fell. Tang Qing saying he knew even the manufacturing date and quantity of Heaven Color Melting Pills wasn’t empty words.

“Probably Demon Exterminating Monk Mu-gak also took Heaven Color Melting Pills and his condition greatly improved. So he would have sent Heaven Color Melting Pills with the Stone Vajras. With those, you can repel most poisons anyway.”

Tang Qing looked at Beom-hae.

“Now, here’s the question.”

Tang Qing asked with his mouth split in laughter to his ears.

“When I heard news of the Stone Vajras departing from Shaolin Temple, did I think you would naturally carry Heaven Color Melting Pills… or was I unaware?”

Beom-hae’s face completely hardened.

Tang Qing shouted playfully.

“I guarantee it! Even after taking Heaven Color Melting Pills, every time you use internal energy your lower abdomen will hurt and poison will stick more severely to your internal energy. I made the poison for Shaolin monks to have compatibility with materials used in Shaolin Temple’s pill refining methods from the start. So the more you use internal energy, the more vigorously poison spreads throughout your body and kills you!”

Beom-hae gritted his teeth and asked.

“What would you have done if we hadn’t prepared Heaven Color Melting Pills?”

“The most foolish question of the day! Whether you eat Heaven Color Melting Pills or not!”

Tang Qing’s small eyes opened wide.

Either way you die.

Tang Qing raised his eyes and laughed loudly.

“Invincible One Hui-neung! You learned the Muscle-Tendon Transformation Classic, didn’t you? Then his disciple Beom-hae, you must be the same. Hehehehe! Hehehehe! Thank you for coming. This will be a good experiment!”

Beom-hae’s expression became terrifyingly distorted.

Beom-hae threw the pill on the ground. He stepped on it and crushed it.

Beom-hae silently raised his internal energy to the maximum. His golden kasaya swelled tautly and reddish energy gathered at the crown of his head. Golden light appeared around his eyes.

Tang Qing plucked one strand of white hair about a span long.

The hair filled with internal energy stood stiff like a needle.

“Block it just once. Then I’ll give you my head.”

Tang Qing lightly swept his arm as if throwing a dagger. The hair floated in the air then flew toward Beom-hae’s brow like a beam of light.

This was the Tang family’s hidden weapon technique, Flash Severance.

Beom-hae activated Golden Orchid Iron Pillar and crossed both arms in front.

The hair penetrated Golden Orchid Iron Pillar without sound or sensation.

It was unbelievably powerful for mere hair.

The hair that penetrated the robe sleeve imbued with Golden Orchid Iron Pillar pierced through Beom-hae’s left forearm. Then it penetrated another blocking robe sleeve and embedded in his right palm. But it still didn’t stop.

It even passed through his right palm as if passing through water.

Then it lodged in the pupil of Beom-hae’s wide-open right eye.

Beom-hae’s upper body bent greatly backward and his body swayed. He covered his eye and retreated several steps before kneeling.

Tang Qing mocked Beom-hae.

“Hehehehe! Hehehehe! Why block it? You should have dodged, you idiot!”

Beom-hae covered his right eye, looked at Tang Qing, and gritted his teeth.

Tang Qing laughed as if possessed by madness.

“When I decided to devour the martial world and establish our family as the world’s greatest! What bothered me most then was your Shaolin Temple. So I agonized and agonized over how to penetrate that damn Golden Orchid Iron Pillar that deflects all hidden weapons!”

Grind. This time it was Tang Qing who gritted his teeth.

“Look. Now see the result.”

Then Tang Qing plucked a whole handful more hair. Beom-hae kicked off the ground and charged at Tang Qing like an enraged tiger.

“Roaaaaar!”

* * *

Unbelievable news struck the martial world.

Despite the old rainy season causing floods that cut off roads and blocked passages everywhere, the news spread throughout all of Central Plains through people’s word of mouth.

Rumors about the eighteen Stone Vajras Shaolin Temple sent to Sichuan’s Tang Family Main House.

The Stone Vajras completely destroyed thirty percent of the fortress-like Tang Family Main House’s outer courtyard… and were all annihilated!