Xie Sita had no idea where Duanmu Huai had appeared from. She was certain that just a second ago, the place had been empty, but with a blink, Duanmu Huai's massive frame suddenly emerged, and then he smashed the notebook that had been placed there with a single blow. Holding his War Hammer, he swept it sideways, instantly sending all the cultists surrounding Xie Sita and Mianmu Zuoniao flying.
"Ah, Teacher! You've come."
Unlike Xie Sita, Mianmu Zuoniao seemed very calm at this moment, even smiling and waving to Duanmu Huai as if greeting an acquaintance in an amusement park.
"Grab them, stop them!"
This sudden chaos caused the entire ritual site to become frantic. The cultists who had been prostrating around the altar all stood up, moving like a tide.
"The ritual must continue! The moon has reached the designated position, we will transcend the mundane, become immortal!"
