When under attack, these ghouls would vanish instantly, disappearing into the blood mist. Then, they would launch a surprise attack when least expected.
In just a few brief exchanges, several disciples from Soul Demon Sect had already fallen at the hands of these ghouls.
“Let’s unite. Stop attacking now…”
Trystan knew they stood no chance against these ghouls. So, he gathered all his disciples together, putting up a stand-off against them.
Given some time, he was convinced that Jared would be able to rescue them.
At that moment, Jared was intently observing the main hall before him. The entire hall was eerily silent, not a single sound to be heard. Even when he craned his neck to look inside, it was completely empty.
He knew that there was definitely a formation within this main hall. The reason he couldn’t hear or see anything was entirely due to the effects of this formation.
However, in the process of locating the formation’s core and gradually breaking the formation, Jared was afraid that Trystan and the others wouldn’t be able to hold on.
The only option left was to forcefully break through the formation. Jared activated his spiritual sense, continuously investigating the type of formation that the hall in front of him held.
Even if he intended to forcefully break through the formation, understanding it was crucial. Otherwise, not only would the formation remain intact, but it could also backfire easily.
“Such a powerful lethal intent. These Demonic Cultivators are adept at using spirit formations, and spirits fear internal flame…”
Fierce flames began to surge around him.
The vibrant, multicolored flames transformed him into a human torch.
Several internal flames had already merged. Their combined power was significantly stronger than a single internal flame.
Jared raised his fists, which were also enveloped in flames.
“Sacred Light Fist!”
He threw a punch.
But this punch didn’t unleash spiritual energy; instead, it erupted with endless flames.
The entire main hall was engulfed in flames, with the Blood Bone Sect members subjected to the intense heat of the inferno.
“Ah!”
At that moment, Trystan and his men were struggling desperately when they noticed a sudden eruption of flames. These dark green ghouls, innately fearful of fire, let out horrific screams under the intense heat of the flames. Smoke and dust billowed from their bodies.
They rapidly retreated, their bodies slowly dissolving into nothingness.
“It must be Mr. Chance. It has to be him lending us a hand. He’s with me in this fight!” Trystan immediately exclaimed with excitement.
This so-called evil spirit formation was nothing in the face of Jared’s internal flame.
The members of Soul Demon Sect were suddenly filled with newfound confidence. They began to charge toward the ghouls, each one bravely taking the lead.
“How… is this possible?”
Cassius was utterly dumbfounded.
The evil spirit formation was designed to work in tandem with the Slaughter Token. Even for a master of formation, it would be impossible to break this formation without spending at least a few years.
Yet, astonishingly, Jared had quickly brought this evil spirit formation to the brink of collapse. Those evil spirits were all desperately trying to escape.
Cassius had hoped to use the evil spirit formation within the main hall to subdue Jared and his companions. Even if it couldn’t fully control them, it could at least buy him some time.
Once Gustave emerged from his seclusion, there would be nothing to fear. The moment he stepped in, he would surely be able to eliminate them.
However, at that moment, the evil spirit formation was on the brink of being broken.
With a thunderous roar, the entire main hall collapsed. The figures of Trystan and his men appeared instantly.
“Kill them!”
Nieva led the numerous holy maidens of Lunarius Palace into battle against the people of Blood Bone Sect.
“Kill them!”
Trystan, along with the disciples of Soul Demon Sect, charged toward the members of Blood Bone Sect as well.
“Mr. Dykes, what should we do?”
The numerous disciples of Blood Bone Sect were utterly bewildered, each one of them staring at Cassius in sheer terror.
They were no match for Trystan and his men. Even on their own turf, they didn’t have the slightest advantage.
