As Arius slaughtered Madam Scarlet Powder and enslaved Goat Child, deep within Blood Wolf Hall, a darkened pagoda stood—its interior illuminated by four ever-burning soul lamps.
Suddenly, one of the lamps flickered and extinguished.
The disciple guarding the pagoda stiffened, his face draining of color.
These four soul lamps belonged to the four Level 1 cultivators of Blood Wolf Hall—a safeguard ensuring their continued survival.
A soul lamp extinguished meant only one thing—one of them had perished.
"Disaster… This is a disaster!!"
For a long moment, the disciple simply stared at the darkened lamp, unable to process what had just happened.
Then, his survival instincts kicked in.
A Level 1 cultivator had fallen—this was an earth-shattering event for Blood Wolf Hall!