"Do you know them?"
"Yes, one is called Zhenwu, the other Mo Wu. They were students who entered the Immortal Institute with me back then. I never expected they would end up like this," the Clearing Spirit Pavilion Master sighed.
"They wouldn't have done something like this in the past, right?"
"Correct, and they have even helped others before. But as time goes on, coupled with changes in the environment, it's normal for them to become like this. The cost of striving with one's own power is too great; sometimes there are reluctant choices. Perhaps one day I may do the same," the Clearing Spirit Pavilion Master said as he watched the two slaughtering all around them in the formation, unaware that they were fighting against a bunch of ancient trees.
More precisely, they had always been attacking the ancient trees, and there were no people at all. That is the power of a formation.
