"We pay our respects to the ancestral spirits!"
*Hum—hum—hum!*
As the twelve young heirs made their gestures, countless rays of golden light converged upon Yeyun. Even the phantom images of the Ancestor Witches behind them bowed in reverence. As time ticked by, golden light began to gather above Yeyun's head, appearing to sketch out some kind of formation.
Chapter 21