Everyone's gaze turned toward the two of them. One was taller, his face obscured, while the other was somewhat shorter and plumper.
The two strolled leisurely before the crowd, then crouched down and slammed both hands onto the ground. Countless runes instantly shot out from the floor, forming the pattern of a massive formation throughout the entire hall.
"Not good!" Ye Xiwen shouted, shooting forward in a single stride.
Yet in the instant he sprang out, four enormous walls of blood rose around the entire area.
They intended to trap everyone inside alive. Only Ye Xiwen had reacted quickly enough to barely escape.
"Huh? A little bug actually got out!" said the taller of the two Blood-Robed Men.
"It's fine. I'll deal with him," the shorter, plumper Blood-Robed Man said with a cold laugh as he rose to his feet. "Just a little bug, and he thinks he can turn the heavens upside down!"
At that moment, the great formation slowly began to activate. The experts trapped within immediately felt a terrifying suction force rising from the formation beneath them. All the blood essence in their bodies felt as if it were about to break free of their control and be drawn in.
"This is..." Gongsun Junhao forcibly circulated his true essence, resisting the suction from below.
Just then, a martial artist was carelessly struck by a mechanism beast and sent flying. He crashed heavily onto the ground, and then his body seemed to be drained dry by something. He rapidly withered at a visible rate, soon turning into a dried corpse.
Everyone froze in shock. What kind of ghost formation was this? Why was it so sinister?
"Everyone, be careful! Do not get injured, or you may be unable to suppress the blood essence in your bodies and it