Dean sprinted forward, but the wraiths chased relentlessly, their speed rapidly closing the gap between them.

And, to make matters worse, new obstacles emerged ahead. Without hesitation, he grabbed Tyler and threw him toward the danger like a human shield. There was no way Dean could handle all the wraiths on his own, but Tyler's abilities gave them a slim chance.

"Don't worry, Elder Dean! I can control a hundred of them—we'll make it out for sure!" Tyler braced himself confidently and rushed out, thinking he had everything under control.

However, Tyler did not realize that Felix had anticipated this move. The latter muttered with a smirk, "I knew you'd pull something like this."

Just as Tyler was about to use his powers to seize control of the wraiths, Felix appeared out of nowhere. He chuckled coldly and vanished again.

In the blink of an eye, Tyler's confidence shattered as he collapsed in a pool of blood. He was not even an Aetherial Realm martial artist, making him no match