To the south of the Bright Moon Sect, some intruders turned into puddles of blood and died on the spot, while others struggled.
"I already wrote on a paper and pasted it outside. It informs everyone that this place is dangerous. Why didn't you believe it?" Bi Zhu sat on a tree branch and looked very sheepish. "I really didn't want any conflict with you."
The people stared at the woman in front of them. They hadn't expected that what was written and pasted outside was true to this extent.
As soon as they entered the encirclement, they fell under a curse. They were unable to guard against it.
They opened their mouths as if to say something but couldn't utter a word.
Bi Zhu sighed in helplessness. "There were people who came in here before you. Fortunately, they were not very strong."
Then, she looked up in the direction of the Bright Moon Sect, where mist covered the area.