"Elder Xue, shall you do it, or shall I...?"
Seeing the aura of Heavenly Soul Incense rising from the great cauldron, Protector Qian politely asked Xue Yuxiu, his tone yielding, as if dishes had just been served at a table and he were courteously inviting his fellow diners to take the first bite.
"With Protector Qian here, I'd better not make a display of my little skills. Protector Qian should do it..." Xue Yuxiu glanced at Protector Qian and replied in an even, ancient-well-still tone.
"Fine, then I'll do it. These people from the Yin-Yang Sect are truly far too noisy..."
As soon as Protector Qian finished speaking, the smile vanished from his face. His hands formed a seal, and the immense spiritual force of a Half-Saint instantly blanketed the entire altar. As the hand seal changed, the spiritual force enveloping the altar also shifted invisibly. In some mysterious manner, his spiritual force gradually filled the massive rune array on the altar floor. The rune arrays around the altar's outer ring lit up one after another, like strings of light bulbs being switched on.
Once Protector Qian began casting, Xue Yuxiu stood to one side, watching the Yin-Yang Sect divine generals with an icy expression and a faintly contemptuous smile.
When Zhang Tie had come over earlier, he had seemingly casually positioned himself several steps behind the two of them, calmly observing the process as well.
To Protector Qian and Xue Yuxiu, "Steward Si" standing behind them was simply proper etiquette. Neither held any wariness toward him. Besides, there was no need for them to guard against someone who was not even a divine general. How could they have known that when Zhang Tie stepped back and stood behind them in what appeared to be a proper manner, half their