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Jabber-jabber!
Led by Wang Quan, Ruo Jinghong and the others chanted the incantations furiously.
As incantations condensed from Dao Script echoed through heaven and earth, the entire sky above Stone City churned.
On the Five-Colored Altar:
Qi Refining Realm cultivators turned to ash.
Foundation Establishment Cultivators turned to ash.
Even Purple Mansion Cultivators turned to ash.
Yet the Golden Core, Primordial Spirit, and Dharma Form Cultivators still held on.
A Golden Core Cultivator growled, "Flower-Scatter Daoist, spare us!"
"We offered you resources and answered your summons."
"You demanded that we come to these coordinates, and we all came."
"You told us to serve as sacrifices, and we served as sacrifices."
"We obeyed your every word."
"How could you treat us like this?"
Wang Quan said nothing, merely continuing to chant.
One breath...
Fifty breaths...
The last Purple Mansion Cultivator screamed, then turned entirely to ash and vanished like smoke.
At that moment, Wang Quan faintly sensed the place where he would establish his Purple Mansion.
Unfortunately, it was only a general location; he could not determine its precise coordinates.
Then a Primordial Spirit Cultivator of the [Western Extremity] Household growled, "Flower-Scatter Daoist, don't go too far."
"We may have no backing, but some of the monstrous prodigies in our Lineage have tremendous backing."
"The fact that they could resist the summons issued through your authority is proof enough that they are extraordinary."
"You should know that offending them is no wise move."
"You should give us a chance, and give yourself a chance."
Wang Quan said nothing. He continued chanting Dao Script, offering sacrifices to all directions and to spring, summer, autumn, and winter.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The limbs of one Primordial Spirit expert after another burst apart, turning entirely to smoke.
Vast amounts of smoke poured from their