Li Li hesitated for a moment before taking the oiled paper from Xu Bei’s hand. She reached out to put on the ring, but as her skin touched the hair-thin engraving on the inner surface of the ring, a jolt went through her body.
It was her sister’s handwriting. Her breath hitched suddenly; as her fingertips brushed the edge of the paper, she discovered dark patterns etched with spiritual power.
They were identical to the markings she had seen at the Wangsheng Sect—the resonance array for the fragments of the Xuantian Drum.
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