Ye Tianchen held Tianshuang, standing beside Zhang Ruotong, just like her. They watched the two child disciples, unsure of what they were doing, only seeing them each dripping their own blood into the small hole at the center of the Eight Diagrams, then sitting cross-legged on the ground, their hand seals constantly changing, while murmuring to themselves.
Suddenly, the two child disciples placed their hands together, and a strange power surged forth, shooting into the two small holes. A rumbling sound echoed, and both Ye Tianchen and Zhang Ruotong felt unsteady beneath their feet, both startled, unsure of what would happen.
"Fire Dragon Pond, open!"
