The demon suppression tablet took form, towering mightily, piercing through the clouds!
The hollow in the cloud layer that Chu Mu had looked up and seen was exactly at the top of the demon suppression tablet, preventing those clouds from gathering at that location.
Feeling the resurrection of ancient power, a breath of time that had accumulated for untold years and suddenly broke through the dust came rushing towards them, making Chu Mu feel an inexplicable familiarity.
It seemed like some time in the past, he had been standing under a tablet that rose from the ground as he was now, receiving a baptism of millennium-old dust...
The speed of Chu Mu's incantations increased. It had become an instinctive action in this highly concentrated state. No matter how unfamiliar or difficult the incantations were, with this special sense of familiarity, Chu Mu was able to recite them smoothly.
