"Whew!" The Grand Elder did not immediately launch an attack; instead, she placed her hands at her sides, palms up, muttering under her breath in a language Li Yifei couldn't understand. It seemed to be some kind of mysterious ancient language. As she chanted halfway, Li Yifei's brow furrowed, suddenly sensing the surrounding atmosphere seemed to be condensing around them—this condensation was of Spirit Qi, as if an energy shield had materialized in the space, encapsulating both Li Yifei and the Grand Elder.
The barrier began to slowly transform, with some crimson aura emanating from the Grand Elder's body, fusing into the shield, alongside the blood of the Sixth Elder. Initially, the blood had scattered with the rainwater, but was now being drawn toward the sky.
