Indeed.
These scarlet blood talismans had been personally refined by the High Priest.
They also represented the Purgatory Clan's priests and divine envoys, one after another.
Although Cheng Buzheng had previously learned just how cruel the method of refining scarlet blood talismans was, now that he saw these scarlet blood talismans blooming with faint glimmers of light...
A complexity of emotions he could not dissolve welled up within him.
Surging emotions thundered through Cheng Buzheng's chest, yet he forcibly pressed them into an icy abyss.
This was absolutely not the time for sentimental grief!
The blood-robed High Priest within the Light Screen was unscrupulously drawing upon the heaven-shaking opportunity left behind by the Purgatory Progenitor.
For every moment he delayed now, that opportunity tilted another fraction toward the High Priest.
And the fortune Cheng Buzheng could claim would shrink by another fraction!
"Can't wait any longer!"
In the turn of a thought.
He focused and held his breath, his eyes becoming the finest probes as they pierced toward the intricate Array Patterns that had previously appeared in his vision as a tangled mess, utterly without clue.
Deep within his dark-gold pupils, divine radiance flowed, sharp beyond compare.
The "tangled mess" in his vision seemed to be combed through by an invisible comb.
Rip—
It was as though an unseen sound of peeling rang out. The mysterious veil shrouding it was being lifted and stripped away thread by thread...
His gaze was like a blade advancing inch by inch, slowly yet resolutely sweeping across every rune trajectory and every energy node.
However.
As the area under inspection expanded, Cheng Buzheng's tightly furrowed brow not only failed to relax, but twisted into even deeper ravines.
The first sixty percent of the Array Patterns passed beneath his gaze—smooth, complete, seamless—
Yet there was