"Hunger... descend!"
At the cannibal refugees' call.
Everyone outside the ritual hall felt a chill flash past.
Ecstasy already filled Jiu Feng's and Miller's eyes.
They stared fixedly at the antlered shadow.
"So that's it, so that's it... this is what a summoning sacrifice ritual does..."
The two had researched sacrifice rituals for years, and their fascination with mysterious rituals had long since seeped into their bones.
Now they were like children who had found a fascinating new toy.
They could barely contain their excitement.
Mona felt the same way.
But she was thinking more about drawing on this summoning experience to further refine and adjust the Bloodline Tracing Ritual.
"Hungry..."
A murmur like sleep talk sounded inside the room.
It was the Wendigo's response.
Devotion, sickness, and madness already filled the two cannibals' eyes.
In their eyes, the black, deer-headed shadow rising from the icicle had become a great being covered in ice and snow.
Their souls trembled, and they instinctively assumed postures of worship.
"Frost Evil Spirit..."
As the two called out.
The deer-headed shadow vanished with a bang.
But within the Ritual Circle, the chilling aura grew ever denser and stronger.
Clearly, the Wendigo had not chosen to leave.
Instead... it was descending.
Johnk Zoo.
Yu Yuan had already entered the shadow dimension.
Through [Synchronization], he saw everything happening inside the Ritual Circle through Mona's eyes.
The moment the deer-headed shadow appeared inside the Ritual Circle, Zhizhi's voice sounded in his mind.
"Master, the Wendigo has stopped. It seems to be listening to something. It must have sensed the sacrifice ritual calling."
Soon, Zhizhi added, "It threw back its head and roared, as if answering..."
Before finishing, Zhizhi cried urgently:
"A blizzard sprang up, and it vanished..."
But Yu Yuan was already looking through the shadow dimension