"Is all this protection really necessary?"
The voice of Guo Lingyun, patriarch of the Guo family, echoed coldly through the hall.
He wasn't happy about losing his two sons, but what could he do? Fortunately, at least he wouldn't have to sacrifice his own planet.
A vassal world of the Guo family, located in the same planetary system, had ultimately proven sufficient for the ritual.
In total, that world was home to eighty billion mortals and just over nineteen billion cultivators.
Individually, they were insignificant flies. Together, however, they represented an absurd amount of souls and spiritual power.
Just thinking about it was almost enough to make Lingyun forget the deaths of his children.
"It will be necessary because your children failed."
The old demon replied with a harsh, dismissive grunt.
"Those two girls would have been perfect conduits for the master's resurrection. Without them, we'll have to resort to a cruder method."
