Blue Star.
Beneath the cold, sinister night, Bai Yi trembled as he lay on the ground, covered in mud. Blood dripped from his wrist as he used it to trace the hideous Ritual Magic Array on the ground, stroke by stroke.
Yin Qin covered her shattered eye socket, panting as she leaned against the ancient well. Her skin grew ever paler, as though frostbitten.
"Hang in there! It's almost ready! Almost ready!!"
Trembling, Bai Yi forcefully cut his wrist open again, using his own blood as an offering to the Magic Array.
Tears pattered onto the ground.
Because he knew that once she chose to become a sacrifice, she could no longer remain in this world. She would fall into Hell forever.
Yin Qin panted, her entire body like a frozen corpse, undergoing constant pathological changes.
"Don't worry about me... hurry and finish drawing..."
"I was always a wicked ghost destined for Hell... but when you summon that person... please, you have to beg him for me... ask him to save my sister..."
Bai Yi fought desperately to hold back his tears.
At last, he pressed down hard and drew the final stroke of the intricate Magic Array on the freezing ground.
He knelt.
His hands trembled, but he tightened his grip on the dagger.
Yet with his head bowed and his whole body shaking, he could not bring himself to take that final step.
"Let me help you..."
Panting, Yin Qin struggled to reach out. The cold ghostly aura throughout her body poured ceaselessly into the blood-soaked Magic Array. Flooded with the presence of an Evil Spirit, the array slowly lit up with the bloody glow of malice.
"Begin... please..."
A trace of pleading appeared in her eye.
Bai Yi turned his head with difficulty and looked into her