If it succeeds, taking them by surprise may allow escape from this dire fate.
The old Daoist rose with his sword in hand, focused his gaze on the heavy stone gate before him.
This prohibition had been refined by the combined efforts of five people for over twenty years. Originally, with a few more years of arduous work, they could have succeeded.
Even dragging it out for an extra day or two, breaking a critical prohibition meant one fewer of them would need to be sacrificed alive to the sword.
But unexpectedly, before even a single day passed, the array outside had been broken. Forced into a corner, they had to sacrifice four Nascent Soul True Masters to feed the Slaughter Sword, paying an immeasurably heavy price.
