"We've succeeded! We've finally succeeded! We've finally found the perfect vessel for the Ancestor's descent!"
Every member of the Vampire Clan was ecstatically fanatical, falling to their knees in unison.
They kowtowed piously and ceaselessly toward the massive, black, illusory figure floating in the sky.
Endless crows, appearing from nowhere, gathered like layer upon layer of thick, dark clouds.
They completely blotted out the skies above the entire Lighthouse Empire.
This stunning scene was captured on camera by countless citizens, yet none of them understood what was happening.
The eyes of these crows glowed with a terrifying, bloody light.
They flew back and forth across the sky, constantly letting out strange, shrill cries.
The temperature throughout the Lighthouse Empire plummeted, as if something truly dreadful was about to occur.
"Return."
Xiao Cangqing opened his mouth, and a strange ripple of energy emanated from him.
