At this point, only three Liu Yongs remained. They might be uncanny, but which of these cultivators had never seen anything uncanny?
They had seen stranger things than this. These were merely three unkillable historical natives. By trying their methods one at a time, they would surely kill them eventually.
The cultivator who stepped forward had two points of Legend Rating and came from the Orthodox Mystic Sects.
Everyone moved aside to give him room. Unhurriedly, he lit some Sandalwood Incense, first paying homage in every direction, then to the sun, moon, and stars.
Then he declared loudly, "Ordinary methods cannot slay these three natives, but I have combined seven hundred and twenty Underworld spells into something called the [Yin Soul Ring]."
"And Underworld spells do not exist in this world."
"No matter how formidable this native's abilities are, he cannot withstand them."
As he spoke, he looked toward the Great Qian crown prince beside him. "Your Highness, could you prepare seven hundred and twenty sacrifices?"
The Great Qian crown prince nodded. "Yes!"
"If that is not enough, I can even help you gather seven thousand two hundred."
The cultivator laughed heartily. "Seven hundred and twenty sacrifices will suffice!"
Soon, rank-and-file soldiers escorted seven hundred and twenty cannon fodder over.
The cultivator lit Sandalwood Incense and cast seven hundred and twenty Underworld spells into their bodies.
Then, with his hair hanging loose, he shook a bell in one hand and a command flag in the other.
Bili-bili!
Jibber-jabber!
He swayed his head and performed a sacrificial dance.
When this sacrificial dance appeared, the Great Qian crown prince and Princess Tianxuan frowned simultaneously.
The sacrificial dance looked familiar to them.
It resembled the dance the Great Shang Empire used when offering sacrifices to heaven and earth.
Though the two differed, their