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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She mustered her courage and

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

angry and slapped

Grace snorted.

10 more seconds!

counted the remaining time in her heart as she bit the tip of her tongue. She was focusing

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didn’t expect Grace to be so difficult to deal with as a child, so he was careless, and hurriedly hugged Grace, trying to

be glued to the nail, and with

The man was furious

he pressed her down. However, Grace resisted his efforts

and in a moment of impulsive fury, he

counted the time she

5… 4… 3…

seconds left to

could feel her strength fading

let people say that she had no skill anymore. She believed

could not afford to lose against

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her arm. With a cry of exertion,

nails outside the door were also pulled

of the situation, Blake understood

who knew about the spirit nail, he could not ignore the possibility that he might possess a

was unwavering as she continued to count, while Josh afraid that she might make a mistake, counted alongside her from

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their synchronized efforts in pulling out the spirit nail. The ceremony was disrupted, causing a

to harness the fortunes of heaven, people, and the sacrificer themselves, was designed to consume all these fortunes, ultimately transforming

the ritual was abruptly disrupted, the consequences extended beyond the interruption of the first sacrifice. The individual who oversaw the ritual would also face a

a loud crack reverberated through

bolt of lightning

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

a spirit from

half coming to Grace’s aid, enabling her to pull out the spirit nail despite the cold man’s

he saw her lying in a pool of blood, her face displaying unwavering determination… He already knew who

saw Grace, her hair curly and drenched in blood,

causing his

his invention was useless in such

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

retrieving a talisman from her

and mustered the strength to speak, saying, “Get

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