It was an eerie sight.
Aetheris, coming to Blooming Peak Pavilion this early in the morning?
Even if it weren't morning, he had no reason to visit Blooming Peak Pavilion anymore.
He no longer had any disciples to teach from the Three Great Disciples.
Yet, Vera could see it in his eyes.
He was not here for Jace.
He was not here for Dylan.
He was here…
For her.
A foul stench emanated from Aetheris.
A putrid, nauseating odor—
The stench of blood mixed with something rotten…
The smell of a corpse.
At that moment, Vera knew.
This was not a living person.
But she could not draw her sword here.
Being so close, she could sense it.
A deep, overwhelming Demonic energy swirled within this body.
If she were to cut him down now, the energy would burst forth.
And when that happened, it would flood all of Blooming Peak Pavilion, consuming every Three Great Disciple in its wake.
The lucky ones would survive with minor injuries.
