The Formless Path members who had been about to advance stared at the Blood Fiend pressed close behind Yan Nangui, their hearts filled with doubt and alarm.
They all knew Yan Nangui's circumstances. As a chief officer of the Demon-Suppressing Bureau with a Blood Fiend sealed inside him, he was stronger than an ordinary Heaven-Ascending Steps Grandmaster even without using his Ghost Body Manifestation.
The reason their Formless Path had been assigned to deal with Yan Nangui was precisely because they countered him.
But even that advantage had its limits.
A torch could hardly burn away an entire river.
And right now, Yan Nangui felt like that river.
But how was that possible?
He had clearly been at the end of his rope just moments ago, forced to release the Blood Fiend inside him to take them down with him. Yet in the blink of an eye, that Blood Fiend seemed to have been completely subdued.
What exactly had happened in that brief span of time?
They did not understand, but their mission was to hold Yan Nangui back, tying up part of the Demon-Suppressing Bureau's attention so the Blood Incense Path's plan could proceed.
Besides, they had the Formless God supporting them. What did it matter how strong Yan Nangui was?
As long as the Formless God protected them, Yan Nangui had no chance of winning!
At once, over a dozen Formless Path members charged at Yan Nangui again.
But they soon noticed something different.
This time, Yan Nangui was not killing them!
With the Blood Fiend on his back, Yan Nangui darted among them like a phantom. Wherever he passed, a thin thread was drawn out of someone's Soul Body.
The end of each thread was held in the Blood Fiend's hand.
In the blink of an eye,