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The shaman's body split in half, like a sack being torn apart, as a pitch-black figure struggled out from within.
"Damn it!" Hong Chu's face was very grim. He hadn't expected this so-called ritual to be just a lure.
The Witch Spirit Race had already summoned their totem, which resided within the shaman's body, making the completion of this ritual irrelevant.
Because their totem had descended right from the beginning.
It's likely that when they prepared to attack An Nan City, they had already summoned the totem and hidden it within the shaman's body.
Seeing the ugly expressions on Hong Chu and An Youwei's faces, the black shadow's face revealed curved crescent cracks, as if laughing, mocking them.
The Witch Spirit Race's totem, Black Spirit, began to speak: "As you see, I had already descended from the start, and there's no need for this ritual ceremony."
"By using you as sacrifices to offer to my true form, I surely can gain quite a bit of nourishment."
