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…

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man’s intentions. She mustered her courage and hastily approached the spirit

off guard, astonished by her audacity to pull out the nail right in front of

was angry and slapped

Grace snorted.

10 more seconds!

in her heart as she bit the tip of her tongue. She was focusing all her energy

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deal with as a child, so he was careless, and

Grace’s hand seemed to be glued to the nail, and with

The man was furious

was so angry he pressed her down. However, Grace resisted his efforts and he could not move

moment of impulsive fury, he thrust a knife into Grace’s

only counted the time she have

5… 4… 3…

seconds left to

feel her

not give up. She could not let people say that she had no skill anymore. She believed she

afford

2… 1

felt a sudden surge of strength coursing through her arm. With a cry of exertion, she mustered all her remaining energy and yanked the

nails outside the

of the situation, Blake

ignore the possibility that he might possess a unique talent.

make a mistake, counted

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The ceremony was disrupted,

and the sacrificer

of the first sacrifice. The

atmosphere, a loud crack

bolt of lightning struck Olivine

struck the man with astonishing precision, bypassing Grace who was in his grasp. However, the impact of the lightning was so immense

lightning as well. Despite being a spirit from the underworld, even ghosts were scared of lightning and

with one half coming to Grace’s aid, enabling her to pull out the spirit

pool of blood, her face displaying unwavering determination… He already knew who she

hair curly and drenched in blood, and they looked at the man who

sensation, causing his

was useless

knew he had to go back and continue working hard, striving

front of Grace, retrieving a talisman from her satchel and gently placing

breath and mustered the strength

quickly covered Grace’s mouth, “Okay, stop