Sacrifice.
When the small puppet, with its strange yet saintly smile, softly murmured those two words, the tiny golden-haired head finally completely submerged and dissolved in the pool of blood. This scene felt as if the red liquid surface had become some kind of passage connecting to another dimension, and the puppet's head slowly sank into another time space.
Yu Sheng couldn't figure out what was happening,
while a lightning bolt that streaked across the underground parking garage instantly interrupted his remaining thoughts.
Several other priests in white robes from the Hidden Monastery, seemingly of lower rank, had already stabilized their position under the command of the "Great Sage." A pale golden glow surged across their bodies, and the powerful spiritual energy transformed into thunder in their hands, dozens of lightning bolts manifesting out of thin air in the underground space, fiercely striking toward the large Silver White Demon Fox in the center of the parking lot.
