Like watching a revolving lantern, the Blood Eyes manifested by Qing Yu's Divine Sense hovered in Xuan Guang's Sea of Consciousness, browsing through the memories being poured out.
In the dark underground palace, Xuan Guang stepped into the churning Sha Qi Pool, enduring the baptism of Earthly Evil Qi amid the roars.
By the pool, there was an old man with crane-white hair and a youthful face, dressed in a black sacrificial robe. The old man stood with hands clasped behind his back, his erect posture not losing out on robustness compared to young people.
This was the Grand Witch Sacrifice of the Southern Border, a living fossil of the Witch Sect.
"Xuan Guang, only by undergoing the Body Refinement with Evil Qi, can you undergo a transformative rebirth and forge the foundation for reaching a higher realm. Only this way can you become... one of our Witch Clan."
