Most of these moles were at the First Refinement, with only two Second Refinement martial artists among them.
In less than three minutes, only the last one remained alive.
He looked around at his companions' corpses, his heart turning cold.
But when he caught sight of someone outside the battlefield, his eyes abruptly widened in shock.
"What? Never seen a handsome guy before?"
Liu Changle had been the one who led the retreat amid the chaos. Now, he was looking at the mole with a teasing grin.
Only then did the mole realize that he had been tricked.
From beginning to end, this had all been a trap laid to flush out the moles.
With two bitter laughs, the man was sent to meet King Yama by a single punch from Wang Xiang.
His corpse rolled more than ten meters across the ground before stopping at Wei Luo's feet.
A casual strike from a Force Training expert was truly terrifying.
"Martial Uncle Wang's methods are indeed remarkable. With a single scheme, you rooted out every mole and shattered the Pure Fragrance Cult's plot. This junior deeply admires you!"
Wei Luo spoke loudly in front of everyone.
Hearing Wei Luo's words, everyone turned their gazes toward Wang Xiang, their eyes carrying a measure of reverence.
"So it was Lord Wang's masterstroke. Lord Wang truly deserves to be called a Force Training master!"
"The Pure Fragrance Cult only knows how to use such despicable tricks. It seems they're afraid of Lord Wang."
"With Lord Wang leading us, the Pure Fragrance Cult may not be impossible to fight against."
Wang Xiang was initially stunned, but then a smile rose to his lips. There was also a little more appreciation in the way he looked at Wei Luo.
Though this kid's natural endowment was