At this point, nobody would dare say they were hungry. The four practitioners looked at each other. They couldn't show their fear, so they had to pretend to be polite to each other. "Yeah, Shandon was just saying his stomach was growling." They had actually learned stuff up on the mountain. Sometimes, when running into this kind of evil spirit, it was best to go along with them first. But obviously, the practitioners' acting wasn't very good. Hela narrowed her eyes, studying their expressions. "Really?" "Really!" Shandon said as he nodded hard. Hela laughed again, her voice sounding nice. "Then have some appetizers first. My husband isn't back yet. When he gets home, I'll have him make some bone broth for you all." Terrified, they wondered whose bones would be in that broth. The practitioners gripped the table as they looked at Aria, then at the window. Finally, their eyes settled on Hela, who was tilting her head, looking at them. She put down the plate, not caring at al
It was another one of those deity idols. Aria froze for a moment, but her face didn't show any of her emotions. She had already prepared herself for possibly running into this creepy thing again. She just hadn't expected it to appear in someone's house in a weird small town. And from the looks of it, this family actually worshipped this idol. The hardest evil spirits to deal with were the kind that had believers. Sacrificial Offering Manifestations had probably happened before, just like now. Aria silently followed them through the doorway. Shandon was already scared out of his mind, whispering shakily, "Think of something." Aria glanced at him, her tone flat. "There's no way out. You're a grown man, so toughen up." Shandon was speechless. The woman over there saw them whispering about something and spoke up with a smile. "Is there some problem?" Even if Shandon had problems, he didn't dare say them. He nervously shook his head. But Aria wasn't going to play along with hi
Meanwhile, outside the manifestation, the suicide case at Galesmere College was still not over. This meant the Sacrificial Offering Manifestation was still going. Tobias did not want to accept defeat. Even though he knew he couldn't break this manifestation, he still wanted to find a way. Maybe he didn't necessarily have to break it. What if he could find the conjurer who set up the manifestation? Tobias looked like he'd made some kind of decision. He suddenly sat down cross-legged on the ground, with a circle of arcane symbols drawn in cinnabar glowing faintly around him in the darkness. That didn't look like normal arcane techniques. Seeing this, Homer rushed over to stop him. "What are you doing? Are you crazy? You're trying to force open the Divine Sight, aren't you?" "There's not much time left. Breaking the manifestation won't work in time. Right now, Aria's in there, stopping the Sacrificial Offering Manifestation from continuing, but the longer she stays inside, the m
Aria actually went back to where she broke the talisman to save the other sect members. Because of that, she avoided the Dreamdemon while walking. The way to avoid him was simple—she just had to look for places without red-tailed snakes and jungles. Not knowing if it was good luck or bad, Aria ran into tons of poisonous bugs even though she had avoided the Dreamdemon. She glanced sideways at the apprentices from other sects who were already in terrible shape. "Let me borrow a sword." "Huh?" One of them was confused. He'd never heard she could use a sword. Wasn't it said that people from Hollowlight Sect were all talentless trash? Aria ignored his confusion. Those three or four apprentices over there were still chanting spells and burning talismans. Aria squinted slightly as she darted close and raised her hand. As the sword wind fell, pieces of countless poisonous insects dropped down. The other bugs sensed something too, having natural instincts for danger. They didn't c
After that whole scene, the poisonous bugs that had been eyeing Landon hungrily just moments ago were now running faster than anyone else. Some almost crashed into trees. They left the Dreamdemon to deal with Landon by himself. The Dreamdemon carefully studied Landon's expression. Seeing how ice-cold he looked, he tried to stir up some trouble. "Those people at the virtuous factions are pretty funny too. They only send these apprentices to hunt demons and evil spirits, but don't even tell them there's a great manifestation here. You know that place—even I don't dare go there. "If regular arcane seekers go there, they're probably screwed." After hearing what he said, Landon glanced over slightly. He looked down at the Dreamdemon with a calm, slow gaze that was impossible to read. For some reason, the Dreamdemon started breaking out in a cold sweat. Even though Landon's expression hadn't changed at all, he didn't dare open his mouth again. Landon's eyes were as dark as ink. E
Since Landon couldn't handle it, Aria had to take things into her own hands. Though she didn't really believe he couldn't handle it, she still shifted a little to protect Landon behind her. After noticing what she did, the coldness in Landon's eyes eased up. She just had to figure out what kind of evil spirit or demon they were dealing with first. She said to Landon, "Then you probably know what this demon is, don't you?" Otherwise, he wouldn't have told her it was best not to mess with the talisman suppressing the manifestation. With his hair down, Landon held his folded umbrella. Though he said he couldn't deal with the Dreamdemon, his face showed no trace of fear. Instead, he looked lazy and relaxed, his handsome face carrying a hint of mystery. "That's an evil spirit that makes people dream. According to the books, people even gave it a name—Dreamdemon." Even though he said "according to the books," he obviously just knew it himself. Aria had figured out how Landon talk