Above his head, the ancient scroll floated silently. The ancient characters upon it were distinct, and a divine radiance coursed through its entire body, exuding a hair-raising, peerless aura.
Even Moyang dared not rashly breach the area enveloped by the ancient scroll at this moment; standing outside its perimeter, the palpitating terror in his heart remained impossible to suppress.
Xuan Yu closed his eyes for a moment, seemingly adjusting his own state in silence, then slowly traced his hands before his chest as if forming a seal. Wisps of patterns emerged between his palms.
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