Seven days passed in a flash. The Three Religions' Lineages began their sacrifices to the Celestial Dao at the exact same time.
The auras emanating from the three altars radiated and intertwined in the sky. The altar built by the Buddhist Family's lineage was by far the most extravagant, clearly the result of an immense investment in manpower and resources.
Standing there motionless, it completely suppressed the auras emanating from the altars of the Confucian and Daoist Families.
This caused the disciples of the Confucian and Daoist Lineages to look rather displeased.
It was one thing to be outshone, but for their two families combined to be utterly powerless to resist was a humiliating defeat.
However, things had already come to this. They could only steel themselves and carry on.
The sacrifice officially began. Qi Suian slowly stepped onto the altar. Its magnificent, palatial construction made him feel that something was amiss.
