Sixteen Magni Family elders, all at Level 80, stood guard at the entrance with grave expressions, while one hundred Level 60 Great Swordmasters patrolled the perimeter with vigilance.
Inside the practice room, the space was pristine. In one corner, a magic circle shaped like a flame had been carved into the floor. Lixiang was quite satisfied; the Magni Family had truly put in the effort.
He summoned his Netherworld Demonic Domain. Ever since the Goddess Slave had poked it with a single finger, it had been reduced to nothingness. The Soul Sickle was dim and lusterless, two-thirds of the faces on it gone, standing there upright and desolate.
Chapter 187