The slaughter inside the banquet hall was in full swing when the festive banners hanging from the rafters suddenly ignited with a ghostly blue flame. These flames, resembling Ghost Fire from the netherworld, flickered with an eerie cyan glow, writhing as if alive as they instantly swallowed the silk tapestries. The Second Prince let out a cruel, maniacal laugh as he tore a gilded sachet from his waist.
The sachet was carved with exquisite mythical beasts, and in the flickering firelight, their eyes seemed to glow a blood-red, as if summoning the Grim Reaper. Hidden within the sachet was a "Bone-Eater Catalyst" unique to the Nether Palace; it ignited the moment it touched the air. In an instant, flames erupted three feet high, spreading madly along the silk curtains.
Amidst the crackling, the luxurious drapes were consumed, and the hungry tongues of fire licked at everything, turning the chaotic wedding venue into a living hell. A wave of heat and dense, choking smoke rushed over them, thick with the nauseating stench of scorched flesh. Many were unable to open their eyes, coughing and weeping in the panic as they scrambled to escape.
Chapter 65