C241 Not Bad(1)

As the pinnacle of light crumbled, members of the Devil Cult surged into the Shaolin Sect like a tidal wave.

"The Devil Cult is breaching our gates!" A Shaolin disciple's warning was cut short as he was engulfed in demonic energy, dissolving into a pool of blood.

"Heh, they're no match for us." The witch's lips curled into a seductive sneer beneath her cascade of red hair