The defensive barriers surrounding White Moon Sect had existed for generations.
Detecting hostile entities was one of their primary functions.
Yet they had failed completely.
Wu Haruto narrowed his eyes.
"What do you mean?"
The elder swallowed.
"When the invasion occurred. Even after the Pishachas entered. The barrier showed no abnormalities."
The implications were obvious.
The Great Elder, who had remained silent until now, finally spoke.
His aged voice carried considerable weight.
"You mean either the Pishachas have discovered a method of bypassing our defenses..."
He paused.
Then continued.
"Or someone within the sect is helping them."
The moment those words fell, the atmosphere became even colder.
Several elders subconsciously exchanged glances. Suspicion immediately appeared among them towards each other.
Wu Haruto's expression turned ugly. The veins on his forehead visibly bulged.
"If there truly is a traitor among us..."
His voice became frighteningly calm.
