Realizing the gravity of the situation, Jared understood that the sound from the bone flute could shatter one’s spiritual sense, plunging them into madness. His mouth fell slightly agape as he instinctively began to chant a calming incantation.
The soothing words flowed from his lips, resonating in the ears of those present. As the calming melody enveloped them, the madness that had gripped the disciples dissipated in an instant.
As Cassius observed the unfolding situation, his eyes widened in alarm. He played the bone flute harder, but to his dismay, it had no effect on the disciples of the Soul Demon Sect.
The haunting melody echoed outward, quickly traveling over a hundred miles.
Rumble…
Suddenly, the forest surrounding the area erupted with a thunderous rumble, shaking the ground as if an earthquake had struck. It reverberated with the roars of untold creatures, creating an atmosphere of impending doom. In an instant, a horde of demon beasts with fiery red eyes surged forward, their ferocious roars echoing through the air as they charged toward the scene.
These beasts were under the sinister influence of the bone flute, their minds shrouded in confusion and rage, driving them into a frenzied assault.
“There are so many monsters! It’s terrifying…” Cloud’s expression changed drastically.
Trystan and the others widened their eyes, their faces filled with shock and panic.
Hundreds of demon beasts had surrounded the area, with a considerable number of them being Tribulator-level beasts.
No wonder Cassius has the audacity to roam around Demonia Mountain with just a few of his men, even daring to stir up trouble in Soul Demon Sect. Turns out he has tricks up his sleeve all along. These beasts are his ace in the hole!
“Haha! Weren’t you all so arrogant? Where’s that arrogance now?” Seeing Trystan and the others completely panic-stricken, Cassius burst out laughing heartily.
“Cassius, did you steal this demonic flute from our master?” Trystan questioned Cassius upon seeing the magical item in his possession.
“Bullsh*t! I made this myself. This was crafted from Top Tier immortal’s bones. It’s magical. Moreover, this piece of bone must have belonged to a Demonic Cultivator, for there is a hint of demonic power within the sound. It’s such a pity that I was forced to gift King Bernard a piece of the bone when you hunted me down and I took refuge in Allardland. Otherwise, I would have more than just this bone flute in my possession now.”
At the mention of the past, Cassius was filled with anger, glowering at Trystan.
The other disciples from Blood Bone Sect, upon seeing the demon beasts, were brimming with excitement, eagerly waiting to enjoy the spectacle.
“Dmn it! This guy actually turned my bone into a flute! Kid, surrender your body to me immediately. I want to tear this bstard into a thousand pieces!” The Vermilion Demon Lord demanded, his furious voice echoing in Jared’s consciousness field.
The moment Cassius took out the bone flute, the Vermilion Demon Lord had his suspicions. Now, with Cassius’ words, he was able to confirm that this flute was indeed made from his bone.
“Mr. Vermilion, don’t worry. I can handle this guy. There’s no need for you to step in. Even if your bone was turned into a flute, that wouldn’t stop you from regaining your physical form. Don’t be upset. Anger does more harm than good.” Jared tried calming the Vermilion Demon Lord.
“Brat, you mustn’t let this guy die too easily!
Make him suffer! How dare he use my bones to make a flute? How preposterous!” the Vermilion Demon Lord roared.
“No worries. You just do what you need to do!” Jared soothed the Vermilion Demon Lord. If this guy went berserk and tried to wrestle control of my body from me, it would provide an opportunity for Cassius to strike!
After pacifying the Vermilion Demon Lord, Jared looked at Cassius with a serene expression and said, “Do you really think these beasts can stand against us? What a joke!”
“Brat, your Demon Flogger may be effective against us, but you’re delusional to think it has effect on these beasts.” Cassius played the flute again after speaking.
Under the bone flute’s sinister influence, the beasts erupted into frenzied howls and roars, their savage cries echoing through the air. The flute itself pulsed with an ominous red glow, intensifying with each discordant note.
