Blood mist spread, blotting out the sky and sun.
The laughter in the hall stopped abruptly. Countless people looked up at the heavens, that expanse of scarlet reflected in their eyes. The blood mist came too quickly, enveloping the entire sea in the blink of an eye.
"What is that thing?!"
"This is bad! There's something wrong with this mist!"
Cries of alarm rose one after another. But before their voices faded, an even more horrifying scene unfolded.
One of the weakest guests was the first to suffer. The instant the blood mist touched his body, his skin, muscles, bones... melted away layer by layer, and he was swallowed by the mist in moments.
Then came the second, the third...
Some guests tried to raise protective barriers, only to be swept by rays of dark light spilling down from the heavens. Their bodies immediately disintegrated, and their souls became wisps of dim light, drawn into the seabed.
In mere moments, the hall was a wreck, corpses strewn everywhere.
"Who is behind this?!"
Yun Feng spread his wings and raised a halo of divinity, keeping the blood mist and black light at bay.
Before his words faded, wild laughter suddenly rang out from outside the hall. With that laughter came a cold-faced man. Behind him, thousands of Demonkin filed out, surrounding everyone.
"Everyone, it's been a long time."
The man swept his gaze over the guests in the hall and revealed a cruel smile. "For today's Tidal Festival, I've prepared a lavish gift especially for you on behalf of the Divine Church. Are you satisfied?"
"Lin Li!" Yun Feng recognized him at once, his expression changing sharply. "You rebels! You dare commit such treasonous acts? Aren't you afraid of bringing down the heavenly wrath of our Feathered Race afterward?"
Lin Li