Within an extremely peculiar arcane array, over a dozen cultivators were imprisoned. These cultivators, both male and female, each wore a face full of fear.
Initially, there were hundreds of cultivators. However, as time passed, their numbers dwindled. In the end, only a dozen or so of them were left.
During this period, they had all come to realize the terrifying truth about the Demonic Cultivators who had captured them. These were beings who thrived on human blood and feasted on human bones for their cultivation. Their cruelty was unparalleled.
When they saw Rainier arriving with his crew, they were thrown into a state of panic. One after another, they fell to their knees, pleading desperately for mercy.
Some attempted to escape, but it was futile. They were simply too weak.
Rainier observed the cultivators before him, his gaze devoid of any emotion. He felt no pity for these individuals at all.
In Ethereal Realm, power was the ultimate currency.
The weak were always destined to be preyed upon.
“These cultivators are too few and their skills are too weak. We must capture more of them; otherwise, it would disrupt Gustave’s solitary training. We can’t afford such a grave mistake,” Rainier said with a face full of worry.
“Rainier, I’ll go and capture some cultivators. If it comes to worst, I’ll head to the foot of the mountain and wipe out a few minor sects. That way, we can secure a large number of cultivators,” Cassius said.
“No, we can’t. Unless it’s absolutely necessary, we must avoid going down to the foot of the mountain to capture people. Doing so will cause panic and could lead to many sects uniting against us. It would be repeating the mistakes of the past. You should lead a team into the depths of Demonia Mountain to capture some cultivators. There was a competition in Southedge City, and many cultivators had headed there to watch the battle and place bets. I reckon many cultivators have started to return by now. Some should be venturing deep into Demonia Mountain. All you need to do is lead a team to intercept them halfway,” Rainier advised Cassius earnestly.
If they were to recklessly arrest people, it would undoubtedly incite panic. It could even provoke a united front against them from numerous sects.
Rainier certainly didn’t want such a situation to occur, which was why he had gone to the Mueller family, offering to assist in coaxing a group of cultivators up the mountain.
Once there, these cultivators would be like lambs ready for slaughter.
But who could have foreseen such an outcome? After this incident, it would be impossible for the Mueller family to continue sending cultivators to Blood Bone Sect.
“Okay, I’ll set up an ambush with my men right away.”
Cassius gave a slight nod and promptly departed.
Meanwhile, Jared and his companions, led by Trystan, rushed toward the location of Blood Bone Sect.
Trystan was familiar with Cassius and his associates. He said, “Mr. Chance, I believe we’re nearing Blood Bone Sect. I can already distinctly sense their lethal intent. These guys must have caused harm to many and surrounded themselves with the remains of their victims.”
“I felt it too. The lethal intent is faint but distinct. We’re heading in the right direction, though the distance still seems quite far.”
Jared had also perceived that lethal intent. Just as he finished speaking, he suddenly furrowed his brow. He detected over a dozen auras heading his way.
Moreover, these auras were not weak. There were even experts of Ultimate Realm.
Jared was perplexed. Why are there so many cultivators in the depths of Demonia Mountain?
As Jared’s spiritual sense continued to expand, he quickly discovered, to his surprise, that Cassius was among them.
Having crossed paths with Cassius before, he naturally recognized his aura.
“People from Blood Bone Sect are heading our way,” Jared said.
“Mr. Chance, is it Cassius? He escaped, but instead of laying low, he’s been gallivanting around Demonia Mountain.”
Trystan was somewhat perplexed. Cassius is indeed bold. Despite nearly losing his life, he can’t seem to stay still for even a moment.
