Chapter 235 The Deathgrip

• Sebastian roamed the desolate Wildlands, his path seemingly random, though he left markers behind to guide him back if needed. His purpose was clear: to locate the sect disciples and warn them against venturing further into the wilderness. The deeper regions were rife with deadly dangers—formidable demonic beasts and sinister demonoids that would surely mean certain death.
• "Stop hiding and come out already! I know where you are!" he called out, halting abruptly at the base of a rugged mountain, its surface scattered with large, jagged boulders.
• Ellie's earlier warning of an ambush echoed in his mind. The fact that even he and Melissa hadn't sensed the trap unsettled him. These demonic disciples had perfected their stealth to a terrifying degree. If he couldn't detect them, how could anyone else hope to?