Shrouded by the dense trees of the forest was an ancient temple covered completely in moss. It was old, but the passage of time had failed to affect its immense majesty.0

"To think the Diancang Sect was defeated so easily…"0

Two weeks ago, they decided to do some exploration while waiting for the Tang Family and the Plum Blossom Order Sword in the southernmost village of Yunnan.0

At first, there weren't really any issues. Since time immemorial, people had been paying for guides to lead them between Yunnan and the Southern Jungles. There was no need to worry about getting lost, and they didn't have to struggle in vain.0

They arrived at a suitable place to set up camp, and once the surroundings were clean, they immediately set up camp. 0

Everything was good so far, but something eventually went wrong—they were attacked by the cannibalistic tribe.0

They were familiar with the major tribes of the Southern Jungles, and they had prepared against them in their own ways, but that was exactly their problem—the Diancang Sect had become too confident.0

The cannibalistic tribe was stronger than they thought. The martial arts, poison arts, and heretical arts that couldn't be found in the Central Plains were just too overwhelming for them to handle.0

In the end, the Diancang Sect considered to be the greatest in actual combat within the Nine Sects and One Gang—no, in the Righteous Faction's murim, couldn't handle the attack.0

Fifty disciples were...0