Fine and grand, like a life flashing before one's eyes before death, a century could be seen at a glance.
The moment Hu Ma reached for the Book of Life and Death, he had already prepared himself, but the torrent of information relentlessly pouring into his mind still made him feel as if his Divine Soul was being torn apart.
Countless mysterious and complex images unfolded before his eyes, as if his entire life had been stretched into a long scroll.
He saw the moment when the State Preceptor and the ancestors of the Hu Family knelt before the Twelve Ghost Altars, saw the State Preceptor's solemn eyes as he turned and shouted, "By the bloodline of the Hu Family, bear this Immortal Fate and undertake the duty of Sacrifice to Heaven. Are you willing?"
"Having borne this fate, we have no other options and are willing!"
