Seventy-two Immortal Seals!
The crowd surged forward in unison, fixing their gazes.
Just as expected.
On top of the Immortal Coffin, seventy-two mysterious and intricate seals were distributed crisscross.
"To light up the seals, we need to pour in Immortal Essence!"
"Though we've only just entered the path of immortality and haven't become True Immortals, with this many people, it should barely suffice."
Cen Xinghou swept his gaze across the crowd, pausing briefly on Old Man Yun Zheng, then continued, "Even if it's not enough, we can shatter Immortal Artifacts, let the power within surge forth, and support it for some time."
Old Man Yun Zheng's eye twitched. He felt Cen Xinghou was deliberately targeting him, but had no proof.
"Heh, Mr. Xu also has an Immortal Artifact. With two Immortal Artifacts, it should be enough. When the time comes, I won't hesitate."
