Hunt

Boom!!

A deafening explosion echoed behind him as the entire palace trembled violently.

Souta could tell—the structure wouldn't hold for long. Under the relentless assault of those Sixth Shackle Realm experts, collapse was inevitable.

Without hesitation, he manipulated the blood, solidifying it into a makeshift foundation to reinforce the palace. It wouldn't last forever, but it would buy him time.

For now, he focused on his priority. Tracking the energy flowing from the sacrificial altar, he followed its path.

With multiple sacrificial altars present, Souta knew this wasn't a trivial matter.

In this ritual, corpses provided only minimal fuel. True power came from the living—victims who were slowly dissolved within the altar, their essence drained to fuel the dark ritual.

Still, if enough bodies were gathered, even the dead could serve their purpose.