The six people before the Dreamsilver Red Maiden Flowers still had no idea they were surrounded.
Those four fellows were still watching the Dreamsilver Red Maiden Flowers feed with great interest, as though watching a shadow-puppet show, even offering the occasional comment.
Mo Chen and Gu Dongfeng dared not let their attention wander, devoting all their strength to maintaining their Breath-Concealing Arts and Form-Concealing Arts.
The cultivators forming the outer encirclement did not act rashly either. Concealed within the mist, they moved slowly, releasing portions of their Divine Sense to observe the situation inside...
Mo Chen and Gu Dongfeng were being forced to watch, at close range, the entire process of the Jade Void Sect cultivators being devoured by the Dreamsilver Red Maiden Flowers.
"These brambles are remarkably sensitive to the smell of blood. We only gave them a few little wounds, and the roots burrowed straight into their flesh."
The cultivator surnamed Bi clicked his tongue in wonder.
The densely packed roots wriggled like frenzied maggots into the five captives' seven orifices.
At first, the captives could still struggle and howl a few times, tears and snot streaming down their faces as they begged the four fine fellows standing nearby to save them.
But these Jade Void Sect cultivators had been thrown in by those very four men. Why would they save them?
This was what it meant to suffer a fate worse than death.
They could still endure the pain of roots entering their abdomens through their mouths and navels, but once the roots entered through their eyes and ears and churned their brains to pulp, the Jade Void Sect cultivators lost all consciousness.
All that remained of each person was an empty husk wrapped in brambles, which constantly drew out nutrients and Spiritual Power.
Faced with this