Lv San's Nuodance was ancient and desolate.
With every step, it seemed as if he was stepping on the nodes of time.
With every beat of his chest, it seemed as if he was beating an ancient war drum.
The paper money had all turned to ashes, but the Nuodance still had to be performed to the end.
The reason was simple: this was not just a dance but a primitive ritual to communicate with the Netherworld and channel the malevolent qi of the Earth's veins, using dance movements to dispel invisible illusions.
If it were interrupted, Lv San would suffer a backlash.
Thud!
Finally, with Lv San's last chest beat, his entire body suddenly halted.
His face was slightly pale, and his body swayed.
In this Nine Gates Yin Ruins, casting spells in a yin soul's form was clearly no easy task.
The person behind him, Wu Ba, quickly stepped forward to support him.
