Peerless (6)

The Sixth Prince of the Imperial Family narrowed his eyes and stared fixedly at Lin Yaoyang, his small eyes plainly filled with intense wariness and shock.

"She actually awakened wings... Do you remember how long ago the previous Lin Family head awakened wings?"

"The last wing awakening was two hundred years ago," a man in white skintight clothing beside him said in a low voice.

"Two hundred years ago... It seems this generation's Lin Family head will enjoy another brief moment of glory."

The Sixth Prince was the first to rise and leave. He did not even stay to watch the rest of the ritual.

Though this behavior was discourteous, no one had the leisure to notice. Everyone's gaze had been drawn to Lin Hao and his daughter.

Lin Hao was walking step by step toward Lin Yaoyang, who floated in midair.

With every step he took, the Purple-Black Runes on his body pulsed once without cease.

Blood had begun to slowly stream from Lin Yaoyang's eyes. Her face was twisted, clearly enduring immense pain.

At this point, the ritual had clearly reached its crucial moment.

Just as Lin Hao came within less than two meters of Lin Yaoyang.

Whoosh!

Black fire suddenly leaped up, instantly enveloping them both.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!

In an instant, large clusters of black flame shot out from within the fire as well, landing precisely upon every Secret Blood Warrior.

Lin Xin's expression tightened, and his hand unconsciously gripped the hilt of the sword at his lower back.

Boom!!

In an instant, all the flames exploded, scattering outward like raindrops.

The two elders quickly shook the hemp ropes in their hands. Countless copper bells swayed violently, and at last, the faint tinkle of bells could barely be heard.

Every one of those copper bells