Chapter 5444

His face was chalk-white, eyes sunken like pits, yet his lips gleamed a vicious crimson, lending every breath the tang of fresh blood.

Four demon generals circled him, drawing on the same grisly power.

Foremost among them, Caiden now possessed nearly two-thirds of a physical body. Black armor sheathed his broad chest, and a massive obsidian spear, etched in runes, pulsed within his gauntleted grasp.

The remaining three generals solidified by the heartbeat, their auras swelling until the chamber quaked.

“In a shadowed corner stood Stebarin of Malevolent Path Hall.

With every fading soul-light, his heart seemed to bleed anew.”

Those spirits had cost him years to harvest-materials meant for his own Demonic Cultivation ascension. Now they funneled elsewhere, ripped away without apology by Soul Devourer.