The stone palace was empty, with only Xu Xiaoshou left.
If Bazhun'an dared to promise taking responsibility and didn't fear the Ancestral God, he was also awaiting the appearance of the first bird to stick its neck out...
The bird didn't make a move, so Xu Xiaoshou wanted to take a risk.
He approached the meditation cushion where Yuegong Qi had sat earlier, wanting to see the form the Demon Ancestor took at this point in time.
The unknown bred fear.
Only by breaking the unknown would there be courage to face it, as the Demon Ancestor would have to be faced sooner or later!
In front of the Demon Ancestor stone sculpture, regardless of whether it was truly asleep or feigning slumber, Xu Xiaoshou performed a bizarre trick, transforming himself into Yuegong Qi—assuming it was genuinely asleep!
The consumption was great.
But it was still within acceptable limits.
