Impossible. As long as Ye Luo’s mind hasn’t gone haywire, he wouldn’t dare attempt something this insane.

Understand this: this creature’s method of attack involves absorbing human corpses into its body and draining them of blood. Who can guarantee it wouldn’t devour the living as well?

"Help! Help! I don’t want to die! I don’t want to die!"

Suddenly, a cry for help echoed in the distance.

Ye Luo glanced over and saw a surviving commoner crawling out of a pile of corpses, desperate to escape!

Unfortunately, the man barely managed a few steps before a mist-like tendril shot out of the Demon Spirit’s body, resembling a long, grasping arm, and dragged him back.

Moments later, there was nothing but silence. Left behind was only a dry husk!

This damn fog—it’s effective even on living beings!

Ye Luo was utterly shocked, but he quickly snapped back to reality: "Hurry, evacuate the people nearby! Get everyone away from this mist!"

Ye Luo shouted his orders loudly. Even though only three feathered guards remained at his side, Ye Luo wasn’t about to stand idly by!

Having witnessed the Demon Spirit’s power firsthand, Ye Luo knew that it could rapidly drain the blood of both the living and the dead to strengthen itself!

Such a bizarre entity—Ye Luo had truly never encountered anything like it before!

Perhaps this thing shouldn’t even be called a living creature.

After all, it was crafted through artifact refining!

"Quick! We’ll split up! Each of us takes a different direction to warn everyone to retreat from the Demon Spirit at an accelerated pace!"

Ye Luo shouted again, preparing to set off.

But Yun Liancheng and the others immediately moved to block Ye Luo’s path. "Your Highness, you mustn’t! We’re unaware if there are still Demon Clan assassins lurking around. You cannot take this risk!"

Yun Liancheng yelled at Ye Luo in protest.

Ye Luo knew that Yun Liancheng was motivated by both loyalty and friendship, which was why he didn’t want Ye Luo to endanger himself.

But now? Was this really the time to dwell on such matters?

"Brother Yun, saving people is the priority right now. Rest assured, with my strength, I’m more than capable of protecting myself, even if I encounter Demon Clan assassins. Besides, since the Demon Clan has already unleashed the Demon Spirit, they likely wouldn’t have any other hidden threats waiting for us. We need to quickly evacuate the nearby civilians! If we fail, not only will more lives be lost, but this Demon Spirit will grow even stronger!"

"But..."

Yun Liancheng seemed ready to argue further, but Ye Luo cut him off with a swift wave of his hand!

"No more ’but’s, Brother Yun! Focus on saving lives! Besides, you’ve already sent out the signal—reinforcements should arrive shortly. We need to split into four directions to prevent those reinforcements from blindly rushing in and losing their lives unnecessarily!"

Ye Luo said with unyielding determination.

Yun Liancheng thought for a moment. Ye Luo’s reasoning made sense, and seeing Ye Luo’s ironclad resolve, Yun Liancheng realized persuading him was futile. He could only obey and leave.

The four of them split up, calling out to people nearby to scatter and flee.

At this moment, the people surrounding the area, both commoners and martial artists alike, looked on in bewilderment.

After all, this Demon Spirit had grown so large that it was visible even from a distance. Such a grotesque entity naturally attracted spectators.

Fortunately, it seemed the Demon Spirit had already absorbed enough blood earlier, so its movements weren’t yet overly swift. This gave Ye Luo and his companions a chance to disperse the crowd.

"Move! Move away quickly—it’s not safe here!"

"Everyone, retreat immediately! This is a demon beast of the Demon Clan—its power is boundless! Leave now!"

The four of them shouted loudly, urging the crowd to disperse.

However, with only their small group, they couldn’t possibly cover everyone.

Moreover, Ye Luo was dressed plainly, and Yun Liancheng and the others were merely feathered guards. They lacked the authority to compel people to retreat.

At this moment, a few noble youths in the Cyclone Realm blatantly ignored the feathered guards’ warnings, instead eagerly watching the Demon Spirit unfold before them.

"Haha! This is interesting! What is this thing? I’ve never seen it before! Amusing, truly amusing! This thing? I want it! Come, fetch me that blood-red mist and bring it here!"

One of the noble youths ordered arrogantly, completely ignoring the feathered guards who were trying to warn people.

It seemed he didn’t even bother to glance at them, likely holding those feathered guards in utter contempt.

Although some of his servants felt uneasy about his command, they didn’t dare defy him. They rushed toward the Demon Spirit.

Unfortunately, before they even took action, the Demon Spirit suddenly extended several blood-colored mist tendrils, directly ensnaring them. In mere moments, they were drained into dried husks and discarded!

The noble youth’s face changed. Only now did fear grip him. Sadly, it was already too late.

It was as though the actions of his servants had drawn the Demon Spirit’s attention. At that moment, it began to move.

Like drifting mist, the Demon Spirit floated toward the group led by the noble youth.

Its tendrils multiplied, ensnaring one by one, as the crowd—who had previously ignored the feathered guards’ warnings—scattered in terrified chaos.

But now, trying to flee? It was too late!

The Demon Spirit relentlessly released its misty tendrils, grabbing victim after victim. Countless people were swept up and, in the blink of an eye, reduced to dry corpses!

The noble youth’s face turned ghastly pale, his legs trembling uncontrollably. He was so terrified that he didn’t even have the courage to run.

His companions no longer had the mind to care about him—they had already fled in all directions!

Suddenly, a tendril reached out and ensnared the noble youth!

"Ah! Mother! Mother! I want my mother! I don’t want to die! Mother, save me..."

He was actually screaming for his mother!

This noble youth was truly laughable. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

A foul stench emanated as he lost control of both his bladder and bowels in terror.

Despite being a Cyclone Realm Fourth Realm martial artist, the strongest in this immediate vicinity, he now appeared weaker than an ordinary human!

"Swish!"

A streak of Sword Qi flew by, pausing the tendril’s movements for a brief instant.

At the same time, a figure darted toward the noble youth, landing a punch that knocked him free from the misty tendril!

"Where is His Highness?!"

The newcomer didn’t even spare the noble youth a glance, instead shouting loudly.

It turned out this person was a feathered guards’ commander. He had arrived first after receiving the distress signal, leading his troops to the scene.

His speed outpaced his subordinates, which was why he was the first reinforcement on the battlefield.

"Commander! His Highness is in another direction. This is a Demon Clan Demon Spirit. His Highness ordered us to disperse the civilians!"