"Won't they enter the village?"
Behind the cottage ruins, Xu Taiping watched the squad of skeleton soldiers patrolling Thatched Cottage Village and asked with some curiosity.
Cloud Crane True Lord, who stood ready for battle beside him, shook his head. "It's not that they won't. They don't dare."
Cloud Crane True Lord shifted his gaze away from the Golden Skeleton Soldier at the head of the squad, then slowly swept his eyes over the entire group.
Only after confirming that there was nothing unusual about this Skeleton Soldier patrol did he continue explaining:
"In Thatched Cottage Village, the seemingly dilapidated, crude cottages, and even every blade of grass and every tree, were painstakingly arranged by generations of Formation Masters who entered this place."
"Any skeleton soldier that intrudes into the village will immediately be torn apart by the Grand Formation, even if it merely steps on a patch of wild grass."
"Blood-Bone Soldiers have neither intelligence nor memories, but the Golden-Bone Soldiers that command them do."
"Over time, under the Golden-Bone Soldiers' conditioning, these Blood-Bone Soldiers gradually stopped daring to approach Thatched Cottage Village."
Just then, the Pearl Relic House Master seemed to discover something and suddenly said gravely:
"There are exceptions."
As he spoke, his gaze remained fixed outside the cottage window, and he slipped his hand into his sleeve.
The others followed his gaze and saw several skeleton soldiers at the rear of the squad leave the group, as though they had sensed something, and stride swiftly onto the wooden bridge at the village entrance.
"Creak, creak..."
Long neglected, the wooden bridge creaked incessantly beneath the tread of the Blood-Bone Soldiers.
As though afraid Xu Taiping and the Azure-Eyed Evil Lord might act rashly, Cloud Crane True Lord turned back and reminded them:
"Senior Li, young friend Wuyou,