After tidying everything up, Xu Xin walked to the altar table and placed the other offerings in his hand onto the altar. A gust of ominous wind arose, and the blood-red color spread once more. The blood hue from the cat statue pillars and boar statue pillars began to climb from the base upwards, gradually dyeing the patterns on the pillars.
The blood color spread over most of the cat statue pillar, while it extended over only half of the boar statue pillar.
The rabbit statue pillar, however, was completely dyed in red. Compared to the patterns beside the altar, the patterns on the pillar resembled solidified blood and appeared bleak. The pillar stood empty, as if indicating that this part of the sacrifice was complete.
Xu Xin glanced at the sky—it was pretty much dark already, and nightfall was imminent.
Even though Xu Xin had night vision capability, his current physical exhaustion had reached its pinnacle, necessitating a return for rest.
