Meanwhile.
In a secluded old residence hidden away in Dark City on the fourth level, a figure stepped inside.
It was none other than Che Qingtian, who had remained alone in Dark City.
He made his way into a dilapidated hall deep within the old residence and immediately spotted a small altar, about three feet square, inside. He quickly approached it.
Che Qingtian waved a hand, brushing the dust off the altar and revealing a small Talisman Formation beneath.
With a flick of his hand, he took out three black crystals from his Storage Magical Artifact and placed them at the three corners of the Talisman Formation. Then he produced a small silver bottle, removed its stopper, and slowly poured out the silver liquid inside.
The silver slurry flowed along the formation's lines, filling all the grooves and connecting the three crystals.
Che Qingtian then formed a hand seal and began chanting a series of strange incantations...
As his chant continued, the silver slurry on the altar began to tremble slightly. Before long, it surged and leaped like a living thing, spreading across the entire altar.
Seeing this, Che Qingtian stopped chanting. With a wave of his hand, three jet-black skulls with metallic gleams appeared and landed side by side on the altar.
The silver slurry on the altar immediately surged upward, wrapping around the Black Skulls.
The black crystals positioned at the three corners also rapidly liquefied and merged into the silver slurry.
Che Qingtian rubbed his fingers together, scattering a layer of ghostly green bone powder like phosphorescent flame. The silver slurry immediately ignited, and eerie ghostfire rose across the altar, swaying without end.
The next instant, a series of crackling sounds came from within the ghostfire. Then, a jet-black skeletal calf reached out from the flames.
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