Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Chapter 317 Wrecking the Ceremony

Pablo’s hand overlapped with Blake’s, and together, they exerted their strength on the spirit nail. To Blake’s surprise, he felt a slight tremor in the nail.

His eyes

widened, realizing that there was more to these matters than what he had researched.

As they continued pulling, both spirit nails began to loosen from their positions.

Meanwhile, inside Olivine Temple, concealed behind the sculpture of Olivine the Great, a man with at sinister expression wore a chilling smile.

“Dudroinia claims that one life is two, two is three, and three is all things…” he sneered.

“But I didn’t expect there to be another spirit nail here.”

A hint of disdain flickered in his eyes.

To him, all those self–righteous notions of good and evil were meaningless. In this world, only those who emerge victorious have the right to dictate terms.

With two spirit nails removed, the man could not help but feel disappointed. However, he knew that it was the only way forward at that moment.

He made a deep cut on his hand and allowed his blood to drip onto the spirit nail. He anxiously awaited the removal of the two outer nails, knowing that once they were pulled out, he could swiftly proceed with the ceremony and achieve his desired outcome.

Just as Lilly and Blake were about to remove the spirit nails,

Pablo sensed that something was amiss. He quickly intervened and called for a halt, realizing that it could not be so straightforward without any obstacles.

He tilted his head upward, witnessing the dark clouds converging in the sky, which sent a shiver down his spine. Pablo said with a grim expression, “There is one more!”

But at that moment, two spirit nails had already been pulled out halfway, and there was no way to stop their removal.

It was clear that the ceremony could not proceed without another person stepping in to pull out the remaining spirit nail.

He gritted his teeth, prepared to tear himself in half to save the situation and secure the well–being of his young apprentice.

At that crucial moment, a small figure rushed in hastily, and it was Grace. She coldly commanded, “Count

to 30 seconds!”

-This time, she was determined to succeed!

With the spirit compass tightly gripped in her hand, Grace made her way swiftly to the back of the Hero’s sculpture, where she finally spotted the third spirit nail.

Simultaneously, another man was standing nearby, his eyes filled with covetousness as he watched Grace.

20 more seconds…

1/4

She mustered her courage

caught off guard, astonished by her audacity to pull out the nail right

was angry and slapped Grace

Grace snorted.

10 more seconds!

her heart as she bit the tip of her

S… 7…

as a child, so he was careless, and hurriedly

and with

The man was furious

her down. However, Grace resisted his efforts and he could not move her

moment of impulsive fury, he thrust a knife

only counted the time she

5… 4… 3…

two seconds left to pull the nail,

could feel her strength

say that she had no skill anymore. She believed she was

not afford

2… 1

felt a sudden surge of strength coursing through her arm. With a cry of

the spirit nails outside the door were

of the situation, Blake understood

could not ignore the possibility that he might possess a unique talent. What if… against all odds,

make a mistake, counted alongside her from the

2/4

second approached, their synchronized efforts in pulling out the spirit nail. The ceremony was disrupted, causing a drastic change in the expression of

fortunes of heaven, people, and the sacrificer

extended beyond the interruption of the first sacrifice. The individual

the tense atmosphere, a loud crack reverberated through

bolt of lightning

grasp. However, the impact of

a spirit from the underworld, even ghosts were scared of

in half, with one half coming to Grace’s aid, enabling her

as he saw her lying in a pool of blood,

that moment, Blake and Lilly arrived on the scene. They saw Grace, her hair curly and drenched in blood, and they looked at the man who had been charred black by the

experienced a chilling sensation, causing his hands and feet to

invention was useless

had to go back and continue working

a talisman from her satchel and

deep breath and mustered the strength to speak,

mouth, “Okay, stop talking!