Chapter - 3476

On the other hand, one could surmise that she possessed a formidable ability, a kind of eerie technique that could suppress depraved spirits. This was likely what allowed her to proceed so smoothly. The dangerous black temple seemed effortlessly manageable to her.

However, he was unaware that danger had already descended upon him!

Just as they were planning to leave.

Billowing clouds of black mist instantly swept over the area, enveloping them.

In the midst of the black mist, a startlingly earth-shattering figure emerged. Before him, Zeke and the others seemed insignificant, as if he was the very embodiment of the abyss itself.

"Is this Zeke?"

After the man stepped out, he fixed his gaze directly on Zeke, a playful smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth.

He had Vesper by the neck, barely hanging on to life.

Upon witnessing this scene, the expressions of Aretta and Zeke changed drastically in an instant. The faces of the others also turned quite unpleasant.

"What is this?"

"It seemed to be the top prodigy of the demonic cultivators, Wade!"

"Indeed, it is him. His appearance matches the information we have. He is even more ruthless than Vesper, but..."

Everyone was startled.

Because at that moment, Vesper had already withered away.

Clearly, she had been seriously injured by Wade and could fall at any moment.

While it was true that demonic cultivators were ruthless, committing atrocities against their own kind was, for them, considered normal.

However...

Vesper was also a top prodigy!

Within the Secret Realm of Mount Kush, she was an unparalleled entity.

How could it be possible that Wade inflicted such severe damage that it seemed like she was on the brink of death?

"It's impossible, utterly inconceivable. From what I know, the strongest among the demonic cultivators, the unparalleled prodigy, should be Vesper. How could she possibly lose?"

"Wade, he is utterly enigmatic. We simply cannot match up to his current form at the moment!"

"Get ready to run," he warned. "They're definitely prepared in the black temple. Their knowledge of the place far surpasses ours. We've already fallen into their traps a few times."

The expressions on everyone's faces were filled with alarm.

They knew, this time, they could only run.

Just by observing the aura surrounding Wade, one felt really oppressed, akin to a massive mountain. Even Aretta, who was usually unflappable, felt an immense pressure. Not to mention, her red formation flags had already been returned to her.

At that time, her only option was to initiate contact through the communication device, reaching out to the nearest top prodigy. She held onto the hope that someone would come to her aid.

However, only one piece of information could be relayed, there was absolutely no other way.

Darkness had already enveloped this place, the heavens and earth were sealed off.

Zeke stared at Wade, as well as Vesper who was in his hand, his gaze gradually turning cold.

"Who are you? How do you know me?"

"Hehehe." Wade chuckled arrogantly. "I am the top prodigy of the demonic cultivators, Wade!"

As he spoke, his demeanor exuded an immense pride. He looked down on Zeke from his lofty position, his eyes filled with growing amusement.

"Zeke, Vesper has feelings for you. What did you do to bewitch her heart, huh?"

Zeke's expression subtly shifted as he looked. at Vesper. She, too, looked at him, a flash of pain crossing her beautiful eyes. Gradually, her eyes turned red and a single tear trickled down.

She yearned to speak, but the oppressive presence of Wade left her utterly speechless.

Upon witnessing this scene, Zeke gritted his teeth in frustration, his expression somewhat unhinged.

No matter how he looked at it, Vesper was his friend. Regardless of what intentions they might have had, he couldn't just ignore them. Zeke's sincerity toward his friends was unparalleled.

"Let her go, Wade!" Zeke demanded angrily.

Upon hearing those words, Wade's eyes narrowed slightly.

"An insignificant being like you, what gives you the right to speak to me in such a manner?"

At that moment, Aretta, her expression indifferent beneath her veil, soared into the air. She stared straight at Wade, letting out a contemptuous, cold chuckle.

"Wade, what exactly are you after? We can hand over the petals of the Demonic Lotus, considering ourselves unlucky. But you have to let us go. What do you say?"

"No way!" Wade sneered coldly.

"Aretta, you have no right to speak to me like this," he warned, his tone icy. "Kneel before me now, and perhaps I might spare you later. Otherwise, all of you will meet your end right here."