Her gaze turned to her junior sister, eyes full of expectation, mixed with a hint of pleading.
Under such a gaze from her senior sister.
Dantai Lingyin finally realized a lot, wiped away her tears, and said:
"Senior Sister! Lingyin knows what to do now!"
"Perhaps... now is a good opportunity!"
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.....
The dense night gradually became clearer.
Dawn was approaching.
Within the dark and eerie chamber of the Tang Family Fortress, surrounded by various sinister spell formations.
The current head of the Tang Family, Tang Tianran, was dancing with excitement in front of his deceased wife's camphorwood coffin.
"It's close! It's close!"
"The flesh on the lady's face has started to decay, revealing the ghastly white bones! This means... the process of turning into a corpse puppet is more than halfway through!"
"Tonight!"
"The Fierce Tiger Daoist said so! It's tonight!"
