The third house steward listened, forced to put on a brave face, accepted the order, and stepped out.
"Begin!"
After completing these tasks, Fang Shiqing looked at the large ship with the wrinkles on his face twitching, his turbid eyes shining brightly.
"The rest of you set up prohibitions on the side as an extra insurance, Tang Jing, get ready to act!"
"Yes, Ancestor!"
At this moment, the others could only forcibly suppress the unease of being in the demon's territory, lift their spirits, and started calling out, lining up in formation. True Qi surged from their bodies, and Spirit Light flickered.
Immediately after, streaks of prohibition Spirit Light were cast, floating above this large ship.
This process took about fifteen minutes.
When it was almost done, Fang Shiqing and Fang Tangjing, in their optimal state, exchanged focused glances and began to act.
