Time ran out with each passing day.
Three days later, bright lights suddenly emitted downstream of the River of Blood. Countless souls were absorbed continuously from the River and then deposited into the Astral Formation at the river bank.
Within the Astral Formation, the Red Tree was transforming. Each branch looked as if it was digesting a soul.
The Countess among the group of alchemists outside of the Astral Formation became ever more arrogant. It looked like the entire realm was within their control.
The way matters developed was certainly not expected by Anderson.
At least that Astral Formation proved to be effective, unlike how Anderson commented that it was unremarkable and nothing to worry about.
Sir hastily looked for Fang Ning to discuss a solution to this matter.
