The ritual progress has increased!
Seeing this scene, Chai San couldn't help but roar, "I told you before, this young man is definitely related to the ritual!"
Zhou Juncai curled his lips, "We're not prophets, how could we know in advance? Besides, it's just five percent, it's probably just a hint from the Abyss."
Chai San snorted coldly and did not argue further.
As the pile of herbs burned out, the onlooking villagers dispersed one after another.
However, they did not go to sleep but returned to their homes to light lamps, or went to the village tavern, laughing and talking, as if the boy's tragic death was just a trivial part of daily life.
This eerie atmosphere placed an uneasy look on everyone's faces.
"Outsiders."
At this moment, a man in black armor with a team of guards approached.
"It's been a long time since outsiders have come here, we don't welcome outsiders, so please leave immediately."
