Bloodline

"Abba, you're late!" Ji Hao looked at that beam of fiery light, which was darting across the air, and let out a simple and honest smile.

"O souls of our great ancestors, please take these humble offerings from the Fire Crow Clan Clansmen!" Ji Hao raised his arms high and started mumbling the offering ceremony's spell that was orally taught and passed down through generations of Fire Crow Clan Maguspriests.

"Their skins, their bones, their blood, their flesh, their souls and their spirits, all of them, will now be yours!" Behind Ji Hao's body, a large fire was blazing, within which , a looming Fire Crow was flying and dancing, silently cawing towards the sky.

Above the altar, within the dense golden fiery light, the translucent three-legged Gold Crow slowly and slightly opened its slender eyes.