However, because Lu Cang had spent most of February holed up in one place all day, the Demon tides had been extremely thin, and his yield had dropped considerably.
Lu Cang raised his hand, retrieving all the key items for setting up the Pure White Descent Ritual from his Storage Space.
As for why he carried these things on his person?
It was to be prepared for any contingency, of course.
'As a Death Bishop, it's only reasonable to be prepared for a Pure White Descent at a moment's notice, isn't it?'
Lu Cang decided to take things as they came.
He placed hundreds of different bones at various points around the small island. Then, he slashed his wrist with a knife, and blood began to flow ceaselessly.
Under normal circumstances, the wound would have healed in an instant.
But having his injuries always heal was also a nuisance. After all, sometimes he needed to create wounds on purpose.
So, Lu Cang had also practiced an additional Combat Skill from the Death Faction.
