Just as Wu Taeyong passed by the vast underground area where the Pishacha army was secretly kept under the guise of being imprisoned, countless tiny insects quietly crawled into the darkness.
It wasn't that he failed to notice them.
He simply didn't care.
To a Peak Nascent Soul cultivator like him, they were nothing more than ordinary insects. His attention was occupied by far more important matters, and he walked past them without sparing a second glance.
What Wu Taeyong didn't know...was how deeply he would regret that decision in the near future.
Leaving the underground area, he concealed his presence and personally began searching for the three escaped rats.
For his plan to reach completion, Su Mo and Song Meilin were indispensable. Even if every remaining Golden Core cultivator in the White Moon Sect were sacrificed, the ceremony would still be incomplete without them.
As his spiritual sense spread across the sect, Wu Taeyong soon noticed something unusual.
'Hm?'
