Harvesting Bones

Lunar led the way as they ventured deeper into the temple. After a few minutes, they reached a huge clearing. As soon as Karsha stepped onto the ground, an intense, bloodthirsty aura assaulted his heart. 

He felt a cold sweat break out on his back. Despite the overwhelming sensation, he wasn't suppressed. Instead, a sword sheath appeared in his hands, and he smiled before activating its devouring ability.

In an instant, the oppressive aura was cut in half. 

"This will be one of my strongest trump cards," Karsha thought to himself. 

He had already absorbed many auras, making the old sword sheath powerful enough to suppress even a Great Sage. Now, with this new dense aura, his fortune seemed heavenly.

"This was the battlefield back then," Lunar said, turning to Karsha.