"Bro, your blood is a real treasure; let me have a drink later," Brother Biao said excitedly, looking at the Jin Guang on his chest.
A'niu looked at Brother Biao's truly fierce appearance and didn't know whether to cry or laugh. "Big brother, all these shadows are released ghosts. There might be some kind of Formation in this yard. Let's quickly look for it."
A'niu recalled seeing the dissipating black mist and hurriedly reviewed the classics in his mind. Sure enough, one of the witchcraft books mentioned that Wizards would set up Soul-Devouring Formations to devour the essence, blood, and souls of living people for cultivation.
Even many of their Magic Artifacts are refined this way, filled with evil Qi!
The mansion at night was even more eerie, with a bone-chilling cold that seemed to sink into the marrow straight from the soles of the feet the deeper one went inside.