Wu Tiance's final wisp of a lingering shadow still drifted in mid-air, looking like a piece of gold leaf rolled by the wind. Even though only a faint outline remained—so translucent it was almost invisible—it was still struggling to crash into the Bronze Tripod at the center of the altar.
The four characters "May the Holy Monarch reign forever" engraved on the body of the tripod were cracked with fine fissures, emitting a faint, high-pitched humming sound.
Pi Yanlin had been sprawled lazily on a rush mat, but hearing this commotion, he slowly lifted one eyelid.
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