章 128: Face-Erasing Whip (Part 1)

While Baxian played with Xiao Hu's emotions, Xinzi crossed the Evernight Palace's halls, letting buried memories guide him through the pathways to reach the ancestral hall. There, once per day, Night Spirits of all levels and backgrounds would assemble to bow and pray their Divine Ancestor—thanking Yongye for the love, care, and powers that they received at birth, while beseeching the Thousand-Faced God to favor them above all other branches.

Offerings followed the prayers, with the same pledges of undying loyalty repeated everyday, for tens of thousands of years. Xinzi disliked the process. Dull, colorless, lacking in all but austerity. Hengye Zhen, however, didn't care. The ancestral hall's door appeared, with two armored giants standing at its left and right.

Well...the average male Night Spirit's mortal shell stood at 2.0 m, so perhaps using the term giant here was slightly inappropriate.