Su He's expression was grave. Seeing the crusade squad's soaring morale, he nodded slightly.
He had always possessed a strong sense of collective honor. Since he had been born into Spirit Hall in this life, he would not concern himself with Spirit Hall's precarious situation, beset by troubles both within and without. Instead, he would choose to stand or fall alongside Spirit Hall.
Su He's fortunes were tied to Spirit Hall's. These damned Evil Spirit Masters had already touched the reverse scale in his heart.
Though they had already been slated for extermination, the difference was that the enraged crusade force would now wipe them out in a far crueler manner.
Using the Six-Winged Angel's ability to detect evil, Qian Renxue first investigated Shanshui Village. After confirming there was no danger, she led the crusade squad into the village.
The reason they had been completely unprepared for the two Human Bombs earlier was precisely because neither of them carried the slightest trace of life, allowing them to evade the Six-Winged Angel's scan.
Small houses stood throughout this little village. Everywhere lay villagers who had been turned into desiccated corpses, along with the bodies of two Spirit Hall stewards.
Every drop of blood had been drained from these mummified corpses, leaving their appearances too gruesome to behold. The crusade squad's hatred for the Evil Spirit Masters reached its peak.
An exceptionally dense Corrupted Spirit Power lingered on the corpses, emitting a nauseating stench. The penetrating wounds in their abdomens had been the direct cause of these poor villagers' deaths.
They seemed to have been pierced through by a plant-type Martial Soul, their nutrients sucked dry until they died. Their deaths had been exceptionally tragic.
Qian Renxue's Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul had already memorized that disgusting scent and determined the general direction