Li Feng's eyes narrowed sharply.
"Divine Envoy…?"
That was the name he had heard that cloaked figure murmur before escaping.
Grand Tutor Wei nodded slowly, his aged face showing deep concern.
"From what we could decipher, Prime Minister Mu had been preparing this ritual for many years. He wasn't simply colluding with the Rain Pavilion for personal power or wealth. But he was preparing a path for something far more dangerous."
Then Fen Ling's voice was cold as she added.
"According to the decoded letter, this 'Divine Descent' ritual requires an enormous amount of resources, blood sacrifices, and specific timing, but we think there is more to it as the letter was old and damaged in some parts."
Hearing all of this, Li Feng's expression turned grave.
He had a very bad feeling about this.
If this ritual was related to the disappearance of Fen Ziyan and the sudden plague outbreak… then things were far more serious than he had imagined.
Because the scale was simply too huge.
