Chu Fan's expression flickered, his mind racing.
As far as he knew, the Moon Worship Sect were like rats scurrying through the streets in Qing Province City—they operated in secret, only daring to expand their influence from the shadows.
It was a far cry from their brazen arrogance in Cyan Yang Ancient City, where they had paraded their living dead through the streets. They seemed like two completely different sects.
After all, the Qing Province Government Office was powerful, and experts from the Demon Suppression Bureau were stationed here. Besides, the so-called "key" wasn't in this place.
But he never would have imagined they would dare to make a move inside the city, and not far from the Demon Suppression Bureau at that!
On second thought, with a bizarre Magical Treasure capable of creating its own pocket dimension, the outside world would likely remain oblivious even if all hell broke loose inside.
