With the help of the sword, Jared slowly rose to his feet. He frowned as he eyed the Black Silver Robe members, who were no longer humans.
He glanced at the dark mist rising from every corner and at the screaming crowd, knowing everyone would die if the situation continued.
At that moment, the martial arts arena functioned like an arcane array, trapping everyone in it. The Black Silver Robe warriors, on the other hand, were indestructible in the arcane array.
Suddenly, an idea occurred to Jared.
The black mist was made of negative energy, which had the potential of becoming Jared's resource of cultivation. Moreover, the best way to deal with an arcane array was to find its core and annihilate it.
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