"...we have no other choice," An Yunian nodded heavily.
They exerted their strength to whip up a fierce wind that swept away the fine layer of dust on the floor.
Underneath An Shelie's throne, a shallow grey dragon-patterned array about two meters in diameter appeared before the two of them. The two elders exchanged a glance, confirming there were no mistakes, and then simultaneously extended their hands to bite their fingertips and touch the edge of the array.
Blood gushed out, and the aura emanating from An Yunian and An Luoyi was like boiling water, violently surging, as thick smoke rose from their faces and bodies, visibly weakening.
The array absorbed the fresh blood.
It turned from shallow grey to a shimmering dark red.
An Luoyi reached out and placed Anade's burly body at the center of the array.
The two rose to their feet and stepped back.
"It's done," Gong Ming stroked his chin, watching the scene unfold with interest.
Boom!