Provoke
After Sam caused the chaos, he retreated without wasting any time. He doesn't want a crazy feathered coming at him to commit kamikaze.
As soon as he retreated, a feathered came to this place.
It is none other than the priestess from the temple. She looked at the current situation and felt her heart grow heavy. She looked at the temple far away and then at the feathered that are killing and dying.
They stooped to a point where they have to fight themselves.
More than half of the transcendent stage cultivators of the city were killed just like that. But there is nothing they can do at the moment. She looked into the forest with anger bubbling in her heart. She has half a mind to go there and kill Sam.
But she cannot do that. The goddess ordered as such and they should follow it. Even if it is not for devotion, in fear. They don't have any other way.
They have to follow her words for the propagation of their race.