With a question potent enough to fell Immortals, the air crackled, stirring the entire scene. Hu Ma waved his voluminous sleeves. Before him, the Nine Copper Rings of the Demon Suppression Golden Mace chimed in unison, the sound reverberating across the land.
The altar he had established within the army formation using the Demon Suppression Golden Mace was retracted as the mace lifted from the ground. At this moment, throughout Mingzhou, the candles on all Magic Altars set up by Ghost Walkers everywhere extinguished simultaneously. All Ghost Walkers understood what had transpired. They hurriedly tidied their robes, rose from their altars, and saluted towards Mingzhou City.
The extinguished candles on the altars signified that the ritual had ceased; the heavy burden of the Zhensui Mansion could be temporarily set aside.
Similarly, as numerous Magic Altars were taken down at once, the Mana they had gathered dispersed into the surrounding mountains and forests.
