"Man-made disaster?" Liang Qu frowned, "Explain further."
"I don't know the details, just rumors I've heard," Lin Songbao lowered his voice.
"You remember the mountain spirits from last time? Their town and the nearby water villages suddenly got flooded with those creepy things. Many people died!"
The Ghost Mother Sect!
Liang Qu connected the dots.
Those vile creatures really didn’t spread their influence to just one place.
Liang Qu and his senior brothers had suspected this all along.
They believed that if the Ghost Mother Sect showed up again, it wouldn't be just in one location; they’d act across multiple places simultaneously.
They had reported this early on, but it seemed the information still didn’t arrive in time.
The blood sacrifice in Peaceful Sun Town was such a significant event it couldn’t be hidden.
Huang Zejun chose to act prematurely, clearly believing that even if the news got out, other areas wouldn't respond in time.
There were no phones in Great Shun, and with the vastness of the land, sending messages by carrier pigeons was still slow.
And verifying the truth of the messages took time.
Huang Zejun was foolish.
Foolish because he hadn’t been exposed to society much and was easily fooled, but he did understand basic logic.