While resting, Zemirah did not relax her vigilance on her surroundings. Her attention never left the people fighting near her, always ready to take action once something went wrong.
Fortunately, everything was going well. She took this time to fully replenish her spiritual energy, only when she has it will she be confident in dealing with danger.
Most of her attention was on the people she had a good impression such as Simon and his Iron Armor Beast, and that young lady in red, whose on a killing spree. The other people didn't leave much of an impression.
Seeing Simon and his Iron Armor Beast joining hands with other cultivators to fight against the Evil Cultivators targeting them, she didn't move to help again since they seemed to be able to cope.
Then her eyes turned to the group of mysterious cultivators suspected to be from the Aeros Empire. There are a total of seven cultivators, their attire looking like casual cultivators she had met before. Yet their demeanor after the fight began exposed their extraordinariness.
Zemirah noted that one person in front seemed to be their leader, as everyone was listening to that person's every command. She wanted to observe more, but the person was tightly covered.
The situation on the battlefield seems to be tilting in their favor, so Zemirah chose to hide and wait.
However, this thought didn't last long when she noticed something was wrong. The dead bodies on the ground, along with the blood and flesh from the fight, seem to be disappearing slowly.
The weird phenomenon made Zemirah frown, thinking something not good was happening, and she didn't know what is it.
Her limited experience and knowledge made Zemirah feel bad, she doesn't like situations where she remains ignorant of the truth.
'Her foundation was still not enough,' Zemirah sighed tiredly.
Fortunately, this problem is not only hers, so she immediately decided to tell the other cultivators the problem she had discovered.
Maybe someone in the group knows what's happening.
With her spiritual energy, Zemirah initiated a technique called Voice Transmission that transferred the voice using spiritual energy to the selected people. Of course, cultivators with higher cultivation can also intercept the message.
With the Voice Transmission, she planned to let those people hear her words despite being hidden from their eyes.
"Fellow Daoists, I discovered that the flesh and blood, along with the dead bodies on the ground, are disappearing slowly. Please check and see what's happening."
A gentle female voice filled with seriousness sounded in the ears of the remaining cultivators alive on the battlefield. Some who were fighting didn't pause despite the sudden voice, while others frowned after digesting the news.
One of the few who frowned in thought was the suspected leader of the cultivators who were using an army formation. They steadily suppressed the surrounding Evil Cultivators, helping others lighten their burden.
The reminder of the voice made the person who was busy fighting once again observe the surrounding place, especially the key points such as the corpse, flesh, and blood. Sure enough, the voice was right. An unnoticeable force was slowly eroding those dead bodies.
The purpose who currently unknown, but everyone knows this weird phenomenon won't bring them good news. Most probably, it was the Evil Cultivators' doing.
The leader was a knowledgeable man, so he was quickly able to understand what was happening based on the few clues he found.
"It's an Evil Blood God Sacrifice!" He shouted in anger after coming to the conclusion. He then turned to his subordinate and ordered, "End the battle quickly, bigger trouble is coming."
The others also heard what he said, making the spiritual cultivators nervous, different from the more joyous Evil Cultivators, whose morale seemed to rise after those words.
"HAHA! You will all die when the Blood God descends!"
"Quickly die to welcome our Blood God!"
"It's your fortune to be the sacrifice! Stop resisting and die!"
The cultivators fighting cursed at the crazy words of the Evil Cultivators, whose sanity seems to disappear after hearing the word Evil Blood God.
"Crazy! These people are hopeless!"
"You demons die and be the sacrifice! Don't drag me!"
Zemirah saw the chaotic situation because of the Evil Cultivators' fearless and crazy attacks, making her nervous. Those eyes of the Evil Cultivators that lack an ounce of sanity made her feel a tinge of fear, it was her first time seeing this kind of scene.
Not wanting to see the situation escalate to a more uncontrollable direction, she remembered the man who spoke about Evil Blood God Sacrifice, and seems to know more.
Zemirah didn't hesitate to ask the man through voice transmission just as she did earlier, "Fellow Daoist, what is Evil Blood Good Sacrifice? Please enlighten everyone so we can come up with a solution."
The gentle voice once again entered the ears of everyone, except the Evil Cultivators. Some people who have extra energy looked for the source of the voice but ended in vain, while some stared at the person who spoke about the sacrifice earlier.
The leader who was specifically asked wasn't flustered by the sudden attention but spoke without wasting time, "Fellow Daoists, the Evil Blood God Sacrifice is the usual method of evil cultivators to send energy to the so-called Blood God they worshipped. This entity has great strength that is always at the peak of a cultivation realm, or even exceeds it. However, it also differs depending on the sacrificial formation and the swallowed sacrifice."
"I can guess that this sacrificial formation is Grade 2, meaning that the entity that may descend will have a cultivation of a Peak-Stage Foundation Building Realm whose power will be stronger by one or two levels."
The information from the man, whom Zemirah guessed from his voice, brought everyone great fear. Zemirah was also nervous, but not so much since she had many items that could be used against the Foundation Building Realm enemy.
From her talisman to her arrays, Zemirah is sure to save her life as long as the enemy doesn't reach the Mind Activation Realm, or else her life will be at great risk. Besides, everything related to Evil Cultivators is more dangerous because of their unusual ways.
She kept her composure despite the grave news and continued asking for more information, "Fellow Daoist, can we interrupt the sacrifice?"
This is the question that everyone wanted to know the answer most.