"Since everything is ready, let's begin!" Huo Qilin said somewhat wistfully. "The sooner we act, the sooner it'll be over, and the less we'll have to worry about later."
"Fine!" Huo Furong nodded in agreement, while Huo Luan hesitated somewhat. She turned to look toward Zhurong Hall, seemingly still unwilling to give up.
Seeing this, Huo Qilin asked, "Huo Luan, which senior did you invite?"
"If they aren't coming, what use is there in saying it?" Huo Luan did not reveal the truth and merely answered blandly.
"Mm..." Huo Qilin did not care. He casually responded, and flames surged around him as his hands began forming an inscrutable hand seal. As the seal struck into the jade pendant, it began to tremble. A tiny flame emerged from its surface, dancing nimbly. Each time it leaped, a thunderous sound arose from the nearby void, while the tidal sound beneath everyone's feet grew stronger still.
Immediately afterward, Huo Furong and Huo Luan began forming hand seals as well. Their seals were clearly different from Huo Qilin's, and where they landed, the brightness and size of the flames differed too! Yet whenever the flames flickered, the thunder in the void and the tidal roar within the flames both increased by more than a measure.
Once the jade pendant had become a mass of flame, Huo Qilin opened his mouth first and spat out a mouthful of essence blood. Then, with the confidence of one who held every winning card, he changed hand seals and struck them into the blood one after another. In moments, a blood shadow truly resembling a qilin flickered within the essence blood!
Huo Furong and Huo Luan's cultivation could not match Huo Qilin's, nor were their bloodlines as pure. The speed at which they drove their hand seals began