On the other side.
In a high-end villa.
Bao Butong sat on the sofa with legs wide apart, facing an old man in a black robe.
"The time is almost right, we can start now," Bao Butong said, playing with a string of prayer beads in his hand.
"Yes, Holy Son," the robed elder replied respectfully.
He rose from the sofa and walked towards the hall.
There, a red desk was arranged.
Atop the desk were various props used by Xuan Masters for casting spells.
However, all these props were items of evil.
Such as dog blood soaked for seven nights, skull bells made from infant skulls, bone swords crafted from virgin spines, and so forth.
The robed elder reached out and grabbed the Skull Bell in his hand.
He grabbed three pieces of yellow paper, bit his tongue, and spat out a mouthful of blood.
He cast the spell and roared, "Hurry up and obey the order, ignite!"
As the robed elder's voice fell, the three pieces of yellow paper eerily ignited.
