Ji Yunxi nodded and said, "Last night, I drew blood and performed a divination. I finally saw a hint of heavenly secrets."
Using one's own blood as a guide to communicate with the heavens and ask for an oracle.
This seemed simple, but it was extremely harsh on the person who performed the divination. It even damaged their lifespan.
Normally, who would be willing to sacrifice so much?
Even though Ji Yunxi did not say anything, everyone could guess the seriousness of the matter.
"I always thought that the spiritual spring drying up was because of me. I didn't know that was not the case until last night." Ji Yunxi smiled bitterly. "Our Valley of Heavenly Secrets has worked hard for the sake of the world for generations, but we didn't know that we had already left behind a disaster for ourselves. The spiritual spring drying up and the blood of the divine tablets are just warnings. If we don't respond soon, everyone will suffer divine punishment."
