Just a short moment later, a scream of agony echoed from not far away, coming from a Sixth Grade Disciple of the Divine Wood Hall.
The Sixth Grade Disciple was suspended in mid-air, as if caught in an invisible web, and his body was rapidly corroding... melting...
Someone beside him hurriedly tried to pull him away, but couldn't budge him.
The Sixth Grade Disciple's whole body was enveloped in Shadow Blood, his skin blood-red as if burned, his entire being struggling frantically. He surged skyward, but his body sprang out over a hundred meters like a large spring, only to be pulled back, crashing into the ground, creating a deep pit.
This commotion immediately drew the attention of an Elder.
The Elder flew down, landing beside the Sixth Grade Disciple, waved his hand, and scorching blood energy spread out...
Normally, when sinister things encounter this blood energy, they would retreat abruptly as if meeting their nemesis, but the Sixth Grade Disciple was stuck even tighter...
