After Good Fortune Born had cried for a while, Gai Fengyou sighed. "Daren Good, restrain your grief. The departed are gone and cannot easily return. It's getting late. We must exorcise the devil as soon as possible, or we won't be in time for tomorrow's sacrifice to the Ginseng Fruit Tree."
Good Fortune Born wiped away his tears and sat dazed for a while before cupping his hands. "Daren Ye, Master Gai, please help me."
Li Qingxian and Gai Fengyou exchanged a glance and nodded. "Very well."
Good Fortune Born sat bare-chested in the Eight-Trigram Formation, facing the altar, his palms, soles, and crown turned toward heaven. He closed his eyes and circulated his internal cultivation.
Raging flames of True Essence erupted from the surface of his body, like tangible fire.
At the outermost ring, Gai Fengyou activated the various ritual implements and formations. Holding the Thunderfire Divine Bell, he shook it gently, spreading its tinkling chimes. The ritual implements throughout the room rose and fell, yellow talismanic runes swayed gently, and the lamplight flickered.
Li Qingxian first bowed and invoked the Jade Clarity True King on the altar, then stood in the inner ring. Holding the Emperor Coin Sword, he performed the Astral Dipper Steps around the outer edge of the eight-trigram diagram, slowly circling it.
The eight-trigram diagram slowly rotated with Li Qingxian, shining with golden light.
Li Qingxian murmured incantations, continuously chanting the Upper Realm Thunder Arts from the Thunder Jade Canon.
After he had circled the eight-trigram diagram a full hundred and eight times, the sound of his incantation abruptly changed. Heard broadly, it was rumbling thunder and roaring flames; listened to closely, it was crackling lightning and rolling wheels of fire.
Gai Fengyou looked toward Li Qingxian and saw wisps of lightning magic slowly streaming