Dean Hua and his group continued their attempts, seeking a solution.
But suddenly, the Strange manifested, countless arms of various beings began transforming into human arms, the fists clenched tight, ceasing their wild sway.
When those palms opened, an eye belonging to a different creature appeared in each palm.
A multitude of eyes, making one's scalp tingle, gathered together and surveyed the surroundings.
Mists surged forward, rushing outward, Dean Hua looked grim but remained unmoving at the altar, the young practitioner of evil cultivation also stood on the altar, his face tense.
As the mist circled the sacrificial space, the remaining five were tainted by the weapons, bodies rigid, with nowhere to run, no ability to escape.
Dean Hua and the young evil practitioner exchanged glances, reciting spells in unison, signaling that the five had been sacrificed.
Instantly, with the eerie chants, the five opened their mouths wide in silent wails.
