Because they saw the crimson sword in Lu Ning's hand swirling with blood mist, enveloping the severed corpses. The power of the dead did not enter their bodies through the formation, but was absorbed by that damned sword.

The expressions on the faces of the members of the Returned Brigade changed drastically.

Without the formation's effect, it would be extremely difficult for them to pose a threat to a Saint, as well as so many ninth-tier powerhouses.

They had no time to think, because Lu Ning had already absorbed the previous corpses and disappeared again.

He discovered that this batch of awakened beings was slightly weaker than the previous batch. If he weren't worried about the large number of corpses and the Scarlet Sword not having enough time to absorb them, he could have killed half of them in one go.

Even so, after only a few times, these awakened ones became nourishment for the Crimson Sword.

After absorbing a large amount of flesh and blood, the bewitching red light on the Crimson Sword shone even brighter.

I'm afraid it won't be long before I can advance to the next level.

An Lan and the others breathed a sigh of relief as they watched Lu Ning kill the group of Awakened Ones.

Lu Ning had even dealt with Saint-level corpse puppets before, so they weren't too surprised.

After killing these awakened individuals, Lu Ning looked at An Lan and the others and calmly said, "Wait here for a while, I'll go help."

An Lan nodded: "Okay!"

It would be too dangerous for them to get involved in battles involving Saints.

Of course, it's not time yet when their involvement is needed.

Lu Ning glanced around and saw that Osiris and Aishalin were fighting two Saints from the Returned Souls on the other side of the square, and they were even suppressing the two Saints from the Returned Souls.

All four saints on both sides brought out their soul weapons, and all of them were of high-risk level, showing that they were going all out.

Aishalin's high-risk Horcrux is the scepter, while Osiris's high-risk Horcrux is a necklace inlaid with a fire crystal.

The old woman in the Returned Souls Guild wielded a long white bone staff, while the old man's Horcrux was a snow-white skull.

On the battlefield where the four fought, the aura of death surged, ice mist spread, and golden flames burned within it.

None of the four were awakened individuals who were suited for physical combat, so there was no intense physical clash. However, the interaction of their abilities was still fierce.

Golden fireballs and arrows of death clashed with a deafening roar, while icy mist and phantom images of the underworld collided.

The concentration of mental pollution in this area has become extremely high. Even low-level awakened individuals who only approach it without being hit by the aftershocks will become ill.

Lu Ning's flesh and blood writhed, and he rushed into the battlefield at an extremely fast speed, heading towards the old woman.

The old woman and the old man both changed their expressions when they sensed Lu Ning's mental fluctuations approaching.

They looked at Lu Ning, their eyes widening slightly.

"How is that possible?"

In such a short time, all their subordinates died?

That doesn't make sense either. If they're all dead, why didn't they trigger the formation, and why didn't any power come through?

They were shocked and couldn't understand it.

However, this is not the time for them to think too much.

As Lu Ning charged towards her, the old woman simultaneously conjured a phantom of the Yellow Springs and shot it towards him while retreating repeatedly.

Aishalin naturally wouldn't let this opportunity pass. She snorted coldly, and countless ice spikes appeared in the sky, shooting down towards the old woman.

The old woman's expression changed slightly, and she was forced to land, simultaneously conjuring a death barrier to defend herself.

As the old woman blocked the ice spikes, the phantom of the Yellow Springs engulfed Lu Ning.

This startled the old woman, but then she showed a look of delight.

However, the next moment, she saw Lu Ning emerge from the phantom of the Yellow Springs, and the rotten flesh on his body instantly healed.

The old woman's smile froze instantly.

The next moment, Lu Ning had already arrived in front of the Death Barrier, and the Crimson Sword slashed down repeatedly in an instant.

The roaring sound, accompanied by the shockwave, spread in all directions.

The crimson sword, burning with white flames and blood-red light, shattered the barrier of death into pieces.

The old woman's eyes widened, a look of horror appearing in them.

As she tried to retreat, ice spikes pierced her.

Lu Ning's crimson sword sliced ​​through her neck, severing her head.

Yellowish-brown bodily fluids gushed out along with the head, splashing into the air.

The crimson sword swirled, spreading a blood mist that enveloped the old woman, beginning to assimilate and absorb it.

As a saint, the old woman's flesh and blood, along with her corpse fluids, contained considerable power, and it took the Crimson Sword several seconds to absorb them.

When the Crimson Sword absorbed the old woman, the old man naturally witnessed her death.

His face was filled with hatred and fear, then he looked up at the sky: "Divine messenger! Help me!"

The pilgrim in the sky and Yann collided, and both were forced back.

The pilgrim looked down and saw that of the members of the fallen party below, only the old man remained.

A cold glint flashed in his dull, yellowish vertical eyes, and the next moment, he opened his mouth as if to say something.

Because they were too far apart, Lu Ning couldn't hear the pilgrim's words clearly.

However, as soon as the pilgrim finished speaking, the death runes in the entire space suddenly lit up, and wisps of dim yellow mist surged out and spread throughout the space.

The grand formation that had enveloped the entire room seemed to have been fully activated.

On the ground, where a hazy, yellowish mist rose, distorted shadows appeared.

These illusory figures were distorted and chaotic, yet they looked somewhat familiar.

These were the members of the Guiwang Brigade who had been killed by Lu Ning and the others earlier!