The two child servants hovering mid-air heard Zhang San's words and their expressions twisted into something indescribable.
During this period, the Moon God has been continuously polluting the people of eighteen nearby villages and counties, while also absorbing some knowledge about this world from their minds.
Morality, obviously a vague, boundary-less concept, yet deeply important in the hearts of these people.
It's like an invisible law.
But why does this law now seem to be so easily broken?
Isn't there something called a conscience within the bodies of the people of this world?
Where is it now!?
At this moment, as the Martial Artists of the Town Martial Office drew their blades, they watched as figures with pure white eyes, reminiscent of devils, crawled out from the massive pit and surged forward like a tide.
Some Martial Artists clearly realized that these figures, who looked just like humans, could no longer be called human.
