The voice came from the Black-Robed Consecrated who had suddenly appeared, and the crowd immediately calmed down.
That was right-the White Sea Eagle had an owner. Everyone knew how precious a tamed White Sea Eagle was. Killing her to vent their anger now would inevitably forge a feud with her owner that would end only in death. Was it really worth it?
The White Sea Eagle God!
Everyone remembered that name. Not only had he triggered the blood sun before the final day of the Blood Trial, but he had also outwitted every one of them.
At the same time, they could not help feeling shaken. Given her owner's strength, with the White Sea Eagle's support, he might well have held out until the end. Yet he had willingly abandoned so many Holy Spirit Tokens that were already within easy reach to lay this trap. What astonishing daring!
Looking at the two enormous Blood Pillars in the distance, how could they fail to realize that they had been caught in his scheme all along?
Some might have felt jealousy and resentment, but not a single person dared harm the White Sea Eagle in full view of everyone.
"Ah!"
A scream suddenly rang out from a disciple carrying a Holy Spirit Token.
The crowd instantly reacted. Evil Soul Masters without Holy Spirit Tokens immediately attacked the people beside them.
The position of Acting Elder was already beyond their reach, but they absolutely had to secure their places as Holy Spirit Cult Disciples.
The battle continued. Apart from those who had fled far away after obtaining a single token, fewer than four hundred tokens remained among everyone present. Even if each person held only one, barely four hundred people could have tokens. In reality, most held more than one. There were too