Above the nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine Xuanbing Sect steps, seven bronze astrolabes slowly rotated, thick blood flowing within every single groove. Twelve elders of the Tianji Pavilion, clad in star-patterned ritual robes and holding human-bone staves, chanted an ancient incantation. Suspended in the exact center of the altar was that deep blue ice coffin, the chest of the demonic shadow inside already beginning to rise and fall faintly.
"The noon hour has arrived!" Xuansxingzi's hoarse voice echoed across the summit, "Activate the formation!"
"Boom—"
Chapter 768