Daoist Luo asked Ma Simo to bring seven burning candlesticks and place them around the altar, forming the shape of the Big Dipper.
For a moment, the courtyard was filled with floating sparks, making everyone feel a sense of awe.
Seeing Daoist Luo's well-organized arrangement, Ma Simo's expression also became slightly calmer.
Daoist Luo solemnly stood in the middle of the seven candlesticks, bit his finger, silently activated his Skills, and shot seven drops of blood onto the flames of the candlesticks.
"Puff!", the flames of the seven candlesticks suddenly enlarged several times, burning fierily.
Ma Simo couldn't help but widen his eyes at the sight.
The mages he had invited for the last few days were merely dabbling around, performing as if in a drama, but this is the first time he had seen such authentic God's Power. His family was indeed saved at last.
Ma Simo was thrilled, his eyes looking at Daoist Luo were filled with newfound respect.