Chapter 1843: Zratol

In the sky. Elder Peter Barker's brows remained tightly furrowed, as the Bloodsoul Guard had yet to find any suspicious individuals. After a moment of contemplation, Peter Barker descended from Xylos's back, hovering above Clearwind Town. The powerful aura of a high-ranking Spirit Saint radiated from him, enveloping the entire town. Peter Barker stood with his hands behind his back, his head slightly lowered, and his sharp gaze sweeping over Clearwind Town. "Fellow cultivators, today the Bloodsoul Sect has come to Clearwind Town because some incidents have occurred within our sect." "Three core disciples and an elder of the Bloodsoul Sect recently perished in the Southern Marches grasslands." Peter Barker's voice echoed clearly in the ears of every cultivator in Clearwind Town. Hearing his words, many cultivators in the town were quite shocked. "Fellow cultivators, if anyone can provide information about suspicious individuals who have appeared in the Southern Marches grasslan