In the great stone hall, Chu Xisheng had already stopped attacking.
The Blackwater Sovereign had spread his light of exhaustion over every Yin Spirit inside and outside the great stone hall, even extending it throughout the Warwind Realm.
At this moment, even Wuxian Yue, Snake-Bone Hag, and Shentu and Yulei could not protect the tens of thousands of Yin Spirits in the hall, much less those outside the Palace Terrace.
Clearly, he intended to take these Yin Spirits inside and outside the Palace Terrace hostage.
Although Si Huangquan had already drawn "death" out of the surrounding area, ensuring that these Yin Spirits would not be killed, the Blackwater Sovereign's power could still leave them in a state of extreme weakness for a long time to come.
Chu Xisheng had been holding back all along. Now, he simply stopped fighting.
More importantly, several more uninvited guests had arrived outside the Palace Terrace.
He smiled with easy grace. "Huangquan, let them all leave. We have no further use for them here. A large-scale divine battle may break out here shortly. These subjects of yours will only get in the way. There's no need to keep them tied here waiting to die."
These Yin Spirits were likewise unknown variables.
Si Huangquan nodded slightly and waved the Ten-Thousand-Bone Soul-Devouring Banner in his hand. "Everyone below second rank, withdraw a thousand li from the Palace Terrace."
She had agreed to let Wuxian Yue hold the ceremony only to buy time, not for the ceremony itself.
Si Huangquan knew that a ruler's authority came only from strength.
Shentu and Yulei's gazes immediately sharpened. Deep in their eyes, there was even a measure of delighted surprise.
Without any prior agreement, both bowed toward the dais with grateful expressions.
Although the Yin Spirits and the many spectral soldiers