The battle was exceptionally fierce.
Besides the ten people from the Alliance and the Demon Race, two corpses lay on the ground.
Without question, they were all magical beasts.
Not far away, two Spirit Furnaces of different colors floated quietly in the air, continuously radiating faint halos of light.
Two Spirit Furnaces had appeared at once. No wonder they had sparked a scramble.
"The situation doesn't look good!"
Ye Tian hid in the shadows, narrowing his eyes slightly.
The Holy Temple Alliance had clearly fallen into a disadvantage.
"Cai'er, go help them first. Leave the one hiding in the shadows to me."
There was no time to waste, and Ye Tian spoke softly.
Cai'er nodded without making a sound, turning into a phantom as she rushed out.
Her target was clear: the mage among the Demon Race.
"Cai'er!"
Li Xin, who was fighting Leng Xiao, caught sight of this. Her eyes immediately lit up, and she felt slightly relieved.
But at that moment, killing intent burst from A Bao, who was hidden in the shadows.
Before he could make a move, however, his body suddenly froze in place.
A Bao's eyes widened. Every hair on his body stood on end, and every part of him was sounding an alarm.
"Don't move. Stay there obediently!"
Ye Tian's voice sounded without a trace.
It seemed both distant and near, making it impossible to tell where it came from.
"Who is it?!"
A Bao swept his gaze around and growled in a low voice.
Yet Ye Tian showed no intention of revealing himself, and his voice remained calm and gentle.
"If you don't want to die, stand quietly where you are—unless you're prepared to unleash strength beyond the peak of the sixth step and be crushed to death by Dream Paradise."
The voice