"I will preside over the sacrificial ceremony to obtain enough power to retrieve that treasure. However..." Di Ji looked at Fang Yun. "Since we cannot guarantee that we will fully awaken the Genesis Tree's spiritual awareness, you must remain at the edge of the battlefield. At the critical moment, you must hold both the spacetime treasure and that treasure, then use the latter to awaken the Genesis Tree and ask it to strangle the World-Extinguishing Emperor Dragon through the spacetime passage."
"Absolutely!" Fang Yun could hardly wait to enter the Chaotic Void again to cultivate.
"Good. Then we must make our final preparations. At the same time, we must learn from the Instructor's battle plan and draw up a retreat plan in case we fail." As Di Ji spoke, his Divine Sense seemed to turn toward Emperor Source behind Fang Yun, whether deliberately or otherwise.
Once the ancestors had drawn up a comprehensive plan, the Hundred-Winged Tortoise-Dragon entered a hidden space. Di Ji began building altars, while the other Saint Ancestors stood outside her, releasing powerful white divine light.
The divine light they released joined together, layer upon layer, completely enveloping the Hundred-Winged Tortoise-Dragon.
Fang Yun stood at the entrance to the Ancestral Hall and looked outside.
An exceedingly crude, primitive altar appeared on the flat ground ahead. Stones had been piled haphazardly together into a mound of rubble over a hundred feet tall. Most of the stones were bluish-black, with occasional streaks of light and dark.
On the surface, the altar looked like nothing more than a pile of stones children had thrown together, only taller.
Only after examining it closely did Fang Yun realize that the stones were made of the same material as the Emperor Race's houses: primordial stone.
What lavish spending... Fang Yun thought.
Then Di