The moonlight was especially clear and bright that night.
The moon hung high above, indifferent to the bloody slaughter on the earth below.
Blooms of sandalwood gold flame aura resembled demonic eyes as nearly a hundred people surrounded two battered, wounded figures.
"We're all from Life Continent! Instead of standing together against outsiders, you're killing your own. What kind of sense does that make?"
"We've already given you our insect core crystals! Why won't you let us go?"
The surrounded man and woman roared almost hysterically, their faces filled with the grief, fury, and defiance of people driven into a dead end.
Among those surrounding them, their leader, Bai Shuchuan, was also roaring. "Bian Weiying, do it! I told you to do it! Didn't you hear me?"
Bian Weiying stood in the crowd with a wooden expression, as though she truly had not heard him. Rather than obey, she exchanged a glance with Gan Tangyu and Xiang Lan'er on either side of her, then turned and led them out of the encircling crowd.
With his orders defied so openly before everyone's eyes, Bai Shuchuan felt he had suffered a crushing humiliation. His face looked somewhat savage in the glow of the sandalwood gold flame aura. He turned and swept out a hand. "Everyone, attack!"
He charged forward first, and nearly a hundred people surged in after him.
After a brief clamor of clashing weapons and slaughter, the man and woman lay on the ground in pools of blood, their heads severed from their bodies, their eyes still open in death.
Bai Shuchuan emerged from the crowd and stormed off with several others, catching up with Bian Weiying's group.
He blocked Bian Weiying's path and snapped, "We all agreed that I would give the orders. Why is Mount Wukang going back