"Lay out one hundred sheets of paper with Spiritual Activity. Use ink mixed with the blood of three creatures. Activate [Spirit Pivot] to write specially designed Ritual Symbols in mid-air. The Ritual Symbols are as follows..."
"Chant a special prayer. Place eight Ancient Relics in the eight directions. Activate [Spirit Pivot] to light the Ritual Symbols upon them in sequence. Unfold the Little Amber Domain. The prayer and Ritual Symbols are as follows..."
Complex knowledge drifted through Bai Zhou's mind.
Hundred-Paper Corridor Ritual .
Little Amber Sealing Domain Ritual .
From construction to activation, then deconstruction... the entire process of the rituals lay within, without the slightest omission.
In a daze, Bai Zhou saw a Ritual Master clad in a plain white robe, sitting cross-legged within a sealed chamber. Hundreds of glowing sheets of rough paper drifted ceaselessly around him without wind. As the pages fluttered, they reflected countless streaking phantoms of light, illuminating the tracks of lives, while the Ritual Master swiftly surveyed thousands upon thousands of possible futures...
Not long after, Bai Zhou saw another scene: on a grim rainy night, a ritualist in black robes knelt on one knee, holding an amber in his hands and murmuring under his breath, resonating from afar with the other seven ambers positioned in every direction.
Moments later, the eight ambers suddenly radiated a dim yellow light, like viscous honey slowly flowing outward. The torrential rain hung suspended in mid-air, flying shards of stone froze in an instant, and countless shadows pouncing upon the black-robed ritualist were "nailed" in the deathly still air. Only the black-robed ritualist rose slowly from the ground, his aura climbing without limit...
The two ritualists were unfathomably powerful. Their surroundings were also exceedingly ancient, and their style of dress differed greatly from Tinghai's.
Knowledge alone could