Boom!
The defensive formation in the back garden of West King's Mansion was destroyed, sword Aura skyrocketed, causing ripples in space and making the whole mansion jolt and shake like an earthquake.
Instantly, the mansion descended into chaos.
Soldiers scurried about. Monks in retreat took to the air. Servants huddled together, shivering. From the scholar's house, a few dozen pretty maidservants dashed out, scantily clad.
One scene seemed a bit odd, but, overall, West King's Mansion handled the disaster well. Everyone knew to run to an open space during an earthquake.
As they ran, many people noticed something unusual in the sky.
Several chains spanned the sky, restraining Gu Zixin and the other two leaders. Also, formed part of the spectacle were the Integration Period venerable Zhu Jinging and a blooming flower of the Mansion, Zhu Qiming.
Lu Bei stood in the air, his clothes stained with blood, his long hair scattered. He looked quite disheveled.