"Finally, it's done!"
Liu Su let out a long sigh of relief when he noticed the bloodbone stirring and sat down to heal.
"Are you alright?"
Fang Ku Hai approached, observing the startling phenomenon atop the boulder while asking with concern.
But what he worried about wasn't Liu Su's injuries, rather, he feared that if Liu Su were harmed, the two of them might find it difficult to leave this terrifying burial ground.
Liu Su slowly shook his head, "It's nothing, just need a few days of rest."
"Then there's no problem." Upon hearing this, Fang Ku Hai finally wore a somewhat non-bitter smile, "It takes at least fifteen days to link the ancestors' temple with the spirit of three thousand cultivators, we have plenty of time."
"Are you sure it'll work this time?" Liu Su was still uneasy, especially about the hundreds of cultivators Fang Ku Hai had captured, as he glanced at the top of the boulder.
