The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call



Chapter 1784 Is She Truly Possessing Someone

Hearing this, Wynter led Dalton toward Ailithir.

By this point, dozens of figures had already gathered in the center of the hall. From a distance, men and women in flowing robes and long skirts stood on either side, discussing the recent events in the Wretched Ground.

The number of female cultivators here was no less than that of men. Most of them were strikingly beautiful, with graceful figures that defied age.

One thing was certain. Whether they were ethereal, gentle, or lively, all of them aspired to ascend to the Sacred Path-except for those from Mt. Nyxvarn.

They stood out like a crane among chickens, not a single sword in hand. Instead, they held either a scroll or a compass, standing silently and expressionlessly on either side of the elderly cultivators.

As Wynter approached, she suddenly froze. It was because of those two young cultivators' faces...

Elliot? Tobias? How could they look so similar?

Wynter's heart skipped a beat. For a moment, she couldn't tell whether she was inside the formation or not.

The resemblance was uncanny-not just in their faces and builds, but even in the way they looked at her.

Wynter's feet stayed rooted to the ground as she frantically pieced together details in her mind. She was considering a possibility, but she still needed to verify it. This was a Human Sacrificial Formation...

Dalton glanced sideways, his brow slightly raised. He wondered if she knew those people.