A Fight Against Fate

In the middle of the courtyard stood a simple, crude-looking spell altar.

All Magical Artifacts that could be used were present - some cinnabar, a few drops of beast blood, a chinese gavel, and a pinewood sword. On top of the altar table lay six knife coins. 

Standing at the center of the altar with his hands at his sides, Kong Rui chanted incantations. The Ten Yang God Protector Beasts that belonged to him stood outside of the altar, also muttering incantations under their breath.

The six Wen King Divination Coins on the altar gave out a subtle glow.

Strings of essence blood dripped on both sides on the altar. As the blood flowed, it drew a spiritual formation near the coins. 

It was extremely weird and mysterious, drawing from the spiritual energy from all directions, shaking and surging about, giving rise to empty explosion noises.

And then, a violent, untamed energy exploded from the spell altar.