The only chance is when Zhao Xing's true form leaves the Prefecture City, heading somewhere else, and even better if it's out to sea!
"The Spring Festival is a major sacrificial ritual in Great Zhou, Zhao Xing is unlikely to send his clone instead."
"This is the best opportunity." The Blood Spirit Venerable pondered.
He instinctively pinched his fingers to calculate, and a moment later, he drew a conclusion:
"There's an eighty percent chance it could work."
The Blood Spirit Venerable nodded, then walked to a part of the Crystal Palace known as the Spirit Sealing Hall.
"Boom~"
The door opened, a thread of blue light flickering, seemingly about to tumble out from within.
However, it was blocked by the barrier of the two doors.
The Blood Spirit Venerable looked inside, which held one hundred Xuanbing Coffins.
Every coffin was transparent.
Of them, ninety were already empty.
Only ten coffins contained naked people in slumber.
