Mora had gotten his wish, more or less. With the corrosive Corrupt Spirit Qi all around them and the threat of Spirit Devouring, the latter might take some time to manifest. But the corrosive force immediately affected everyone, forcing them to divide their attention to deal with it. The battle, in which they had originally held a slight advantage over the oversized Flame Butterflies, took a sharp turn for the worse. Just as Witch Emperor Houtu berated Mora, three people in succession came into contact with the flames—and two of those three were Demonic Cultivators...
Death descended once more, showing everyone that horrifying sight. Only then did they realize that you had not exaggerated in the slightest. The fate of those who touched the Flame Butterflies was even worse than described!
After the initial terror caused by those deaths that should never have happened, Houtu's exposure of the truth turned that fear into fury. At this moment, everyone's thoughts became astonishingly united. The looks they gave Mora all turned unfriendly.
Among them were quite a few Old Devils who had followed Mora here. Demonic Cultivators were selfish by nature, and if things went badly this time, they might leave their lives here. Under the shadow of death, who would still care about rank or status?
Of course, Mora did not care about any of this. He had never feared the resentment of others; such things were commonplace along Mora's path of growth. Yet Houtu's words had indeed had an effect. The urgent matter was to go all out against the Ancient Demonic Creature first. Given the creature's strength, if you were right, those destined to die would still die without him needing to deliberately engineer it.
On the other hand, if he intentionally led them into a pit only for