Yang Xiao seemed to realize something, he turned his head, and the scene behind him frightened him.
Behind him was a square, crowded with people, and on the right side of the square stood several white stone pillars, with about a dozen corpses hanging under them.
As soon as he saw the faces of these corpses, Yang Xiao's heart suddenly ached, and then an endless sorrow surged in, quickly transforming into anger. He recognized these people, they were members of the Patrol Defense Office who had come with them to trade in the Dharma Sect's territory.
These people had been left behind in Wanqiang Town, and unsurprisingly fell victim to the Dharma Sect's hands, their bodies displayed in the square.
The strongest among them was only a Fierce Level Apostle, barely worthy of attention in the eyes of the mighty Dharma Sect. Perhaps until their death, they didn't understand why the Dharma Sect would kill them.
