Chapter 1081: The Spectacle of Mutual Slaughter

"Madam, these are all our people."

"These are Xiao Dharma Protector, these are Yang Dharma Protector; they are all dead, the manner of death is quite gruesome, and the method seems to be Steward Luo's divine technique."

One of the Dharma Protectors bent over, examined the corpses on the ground, reached a conclusion that even he thought unlikely, yet he stated it aloud; once this inference was voiced, the others bowed their heads, especially the Dharma Protectors, and after circling the few bodies on the ground, their hearts arrived at the same conclusion.

The method was indeed Steward Luo's method; apart from him, no one would kill like that. They were very familiar with Steward Luo's technique and recognized it at first glance.

Luo Feifei naturally did not believe it; she immediately bowed her head to inspect, and after the inspection her face turned grim.

"How could Steward Luo have killed them? These are our own people; could Steward Luo have gone mad?"

All the corpses on the ground were killed by Steward Luo, without exception, which is very problematic. Luo Feifei knows Steward Luo's character well; he would never strike his own people, let alone take such a ruthless action, yet the evidence on the scene points to him.

"Everyone be careful; I suspect this place is dangerous. Be cautious, don't split up, and don't act alone. If anyone shows any sign of abnormality, act immediately to subdue them."

"Yes, Madam."

Luo Feifei immediately issued the order; the group surrounded together, daring not to separate. They all knew the consequence of splitting up; the corpses on the ground told them this place was dangerous and eerie, and if anyone among them showed any abnormality, they might act against their own.

A suspicion grew in everyone's hearts, doubting those beside them; after walking forward for a while, the group stopped.

The corpses on the ground were so conspicuous that they could not avoid looking at them.

Luo Feifei raised her hand, the group stared at her, and she ordered, "Check the people beside you, ensure they are all our own."

She felt an ominous premonition, and immediately ordered a check of the surroundings.

The group eyed each other; they neither separated nor acted.

Instead they kept a short distance apart, staying wary of those nearby; the Madam would not say such words without cause, nor issue such an order suddenly.

Between them, they eyed each other with hostility and suspicion.

Luo Feifei, seeing this, commanded, "Do not doubt our own; check the people beside you for any abnormality."

"Yes, Madam."

The group inspected each other; although no problem was found, a seed of doubt had already been planted in their hearts.

Once a person doubts those around them, they will not stop.

One day later.

Luo Feifei and the others were quite exhausted, constantly vigilant of the surroundings and careful of those nearby; their hearts were already taut.

Unable to relax, the group gradually began to panic.

The surrounding mist spread everywhere, and the situation was unknown.

Moreover, some people began to show unusual behavior.

Outside.

Qinglong Daoist watched the scene with a smile, while eating the tasty barbecue that Huang Yan prepared; that youngster Huang Yan's cooking was quite good, and Qinglong Daoist was very satisfied.

"These few haven't collapsed yet; it seems Luo Feifei has some ability to suppress them, but how long can she suppress them? Once the seed of doubt is sown, eliminating it is not that easy."

"Among them, distrust has already begun, and they may act against each other at any moment."

"Just missing a catalyst; if we add a little fire, they will burn completely, and then they will kill each other."

The good show is about to begin.

Qinglong Daoist has been waiting for this show for a long time.

Wanting to accelerate the game, Huang Yan, upon hearing this, shivered, lifted his head and said, "Master, I can go add a fire."

"Go ahead, be careful, and don't let them notice your presence."

Huang Yan immediately stood up, "Master, rest assured, I know what to do."

"Go."

Having received the master's permission, Huang Yan vanished from the spot instantly; at this moment, he had waited a long time.

The master wanted to watch the show, and he was one of its parts.

Xinran Zhanglao worried, "Aren't you afraid this youngster might get into trouble?"

"Don't worry, within this Formation he knows the ins and outs; he's not so easily found. Moreover, Huang Yan excels at ambushes; if he were easily discovered, he couldn't have turned the tables on those guards earlier."

"That's also true; that youngster is very good at hiding himself," Xinran Zhanglao finally nodded with relief.

Huang Yan, that youngster, was very cautious; he was neither reckless nor the type to show off.

Upon entering the Formation, Huang Yan did not move immediately, but concealed himself.

He knew it was not yet time to act.

It lasted until night.

Huang Yan silently acted, seized the chance to kill a guard, and after the killing quickly left.

Luo Feifei and the others discovered the dead guard, stared at the corpse on the ground; Luo Feifei's face turned grim, and the nearby guards were the same, their faces grim.

One person had died, and it was unknown who had acted; it could have been someone nearby, or someone else.

But they found no others, only their own people.

They doubted each other.

Luo Feifei sternly said, "Enough, stop doubting each other, immediately find the murderer and bury his corpse."

"Yes, Madam," the group replied perfunctorily.

In their hearts they no longer trusted each other; who had killed that guard, who was their brother?

Deep into the night, the guards did not sleep; they couldn't fall asleep, nor dare to cultivate, instead they stared at the surroundings.

Luo Feifei was the same, daring not... to sleep.

Unable to locate the son, these people doubted each other, likely to kill each other.

In the latter half of the night, Huang Yan acted again, killed another guard, slipped out of the Formation unnoticed, and returned to Qinglong Daoist's side; the show had already begun, just missing the final step.

"Master, I have already killed two people; they will soon act against each other. Then, with the Formation's interference, someone among them will quickly collapse, and at that moment, it will be their time to kill each other."

Qinglong Daoist nodded with satisfaction, "Well done, Huang Yan, you did a great job. I thought you might go rogue, insisting on targeting Luo Feifei to kill."

He came back neat and tidy, without laying a hand on Luo Feifei, and his eyes were not clouded by hatred.

At the critical moment, he stayed calm; this, Qinglong Daoren greatly appreciated.

"Master, I'm not stupid; now I'm no match for Luo Feifei. If I lay a hand on her, she'll notice right away, and then the show can't go on."

"I don't want to ruin Master's show, and I also want to torment Luo Feifei mentally."

This torment is the cruelest, leaving Luo Feifei unable to accept it, watching helplessly as those beside her fall, becoming souls beneath the blade of her own people.

And Luo Feifei will also be suspected by her own people and then hunted down.

Sure enough, at dawn, when the sky was just light, the killing came to a halt.

One guard couldn't hold back; then the second guard, then the third guard collapsed.

The show of mutual slaughter began.