0.97!
A total of 0.97!
Liang Qu knelt down, his heart trembling with emotion.
The number might seem insignificant, but the addition of Yinglong Pattern and Yu Pattern was merely 0.03. It was astonishing that a single ritual could exceed it by so much!
All his preparations had not been in vain, and he had even orchestrated a divine miracle!
With what he had accumulated before, there was now a full point of divine favor!
If he could make up the whole number, would there be some unique changes?
"Bow again!"
Upon hearing the Priest's loud command, Liang Qu suppressed the thoughts in his mind and once again knelt down, prompting the over ten thousand people behind him to prostrate themselves.
The strong wind surged from the surface of the river, vast and relentless, and his long robe billowed in the wind.
The dense fog that rolled over everyone's waists floated elegantly, as if turning the entire Shangrao Wharf into a fairyland on earth.
