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Twelve Heavenly Saints Sect Village.
Standing outside the rules of the square, everyone looked at the scene before them, collectively inhaling sharply.
Hundreds of villagers lay sprawled across the square and streets, snoring echoed intermittently.
A few Skeletons stood silently on the perimeter, their eyes flickering with Soul Fire.
"This is the headquarters of the Twelve Heavenly Saints Sect." Wu Heng's voice broke the silence, "The Sect Hierarch and High-level Professionals have all been killed by me; the rest are low-level believers. It's up to you to take them back for registration and reporting."
"You mean...?" The Steward's hand unconsciously touched the hilt of his sword, his throat moving up and down, "The Sect Hierarch of the Twelve Heavenly Saints Sect... is dead?"
Wu Heng nodded slightly, "Begin the arrests."
Speaking, he took out the engraving knife and swiped it in the air, causing the rules of the square to vanish.
