Dozens of young, idealistic Qiao Qiao People chose to carry out their long-planned operation to save their race when their entire people fell into crisis.
Their method was to offer a sacrifice to a god.
In fact, Secret Societies like theirs had existed for a long time, and there were quite a few of them.
The Qiao Qiao People had indeed lost a great deal of mysterious knowledge, leading them to abandon faith and stop seeking help from gods. Instead, they developed an elemental magic civilization with Qiao Qiao characteristics.
But they were, after all, a vast race. There would always be some unconventional Qiao Qiao People unwilling to give up those secrets.
They dug through obscure ancient texts and lost ruins, or simply embarked on adventures of their own, all in hopes of establishing a connection with the gods of legend.
Thus, many Secret Societies naturally emerged, and the Everlasting Day Secret Society was one of them.
Unlike the other failed societies, these dozens of Qiao Qiao People, exempt from Nastassia's divine pollution, were approaching success.
Excitedly, they groped about the underground palace and activated one "restriction" after another according to a massive ancient book.
Gradually, the already crimson and glaring underground palace became like a bizarre purgatory.
The dozens of passionate Qiao Qiao People who had formed the Everlasting Day Secret Society failed to notice that their bodies and faces had begun to distort.
Their distortions, somewhere between illusion and reality, caused them to begin losing their sanity.
And at this moment, the sacrifice had not even begun.
Tang Qi's gaze fell upon the book. It was roughly the size of an adult's head and appeared extremely ancient. Its cover was made of a peculiar red-bronze material, engraved with seemingly meaningless lines and symbols.
As Tang Qi stared