As the voices of gratitude gradually turned into wails, Ning Bei began to sigh helplessly as well. But right now, figuring out the whole story was the top priority.
Although he suspected Tang San had planted deadly poison inside every Tang Sect Disciple, it had not been confirmed yet. There was another possibility: Tang San had trained a batch of Death Warriors, and once the Tang Sect came under attack, those Death Warriors would head to various parts of the continent and detonate the toxins inside themselves to take revenge on the world.
"Wait a moment. Can you tell me exactly what happened?"
Ning Bei swept his gaze around and found a young man among the surviving villagers who still seemed relatively calm, then asked him.
When the young man saw Ning Bei call on him, he hurriedly bowed, then explained everything he knew one by one.
"My lord, I'm not too clear on the details either. A few days ago, an evil man came to our village and demanded that we put together a huge sum of Gold Soul Coins. Otherwise, he said he would kill us all."
"Grandpa the village chief thought we couldn't afford to offend a Lord Soul Master, so he wanted to pay money to avert disaster. Each household would contribute some money to send that evil man away."
"But on the very day we had gathered enough Gold Soul Coins and were about to hand them over, that Great Villain seemed to go mad. He collapsed to the ground and began convulsing all over. Right after that, explosions kept sounding from inside his body, and in the end, green mist started spraying out of him nonstop."
"The villagers who were close by inhaled the mist and died on the spot. Those who were a