Break Down the Door and Enter

It was as silent as death outside the temple. Not a single person could be found in a circular area of three hundred and thirty feet away from the temple. 

There were some Jinchuang Ointments, animal pelts and silver notes that some unlucky players among the nearly one thousand dead had dropped on the ground. They were scattered all over the place around the temple, making it look like a real mess. 

Ever since Monk Zhi Heng was angered by the people from the dozen sects, the area had remained deserted. Occasionally, someone would brace themselves and come over to pick up the loot, but they would have their organs crushed with a single silent punch and sent flying into the dark forest. No one knew whether they survived or not. 

However, once dozens of players died, the temple returned to a state of quiet.