To the north of Qingshan County Town stood the Beacon Tower.
Cheng Yi gazed out the window at the pitch-black town.
A long table was set before him, on which lay a bright yellow charm for suppressing spirits, spread out flat on the surface.
Upon it were twelve red dots, each in its place, arranged in a circle.
Cheng Yi pulled out a large bottle of Palace Red and poured it onto the table.
The Palace Red automatically contracted and bunched together to form a huge, fist-sized red sphere resembling a glass bead.
Cheng Yi took a deep breath and began to chant lengthy Curse Words.
At first, it was a low humming by one person; gradually, it seemed as though two voices overlapped, and if continued, it sounded as though a thousand people were chanting at once.
In the end, it became a bizarre and indescribable Curse Command.
The crystal ball-like Palace Red instantly turned into a puddle, swiftly seeping into the bright yellow scroll.
Hum!
