Chapter 4484 Altar

After stepping into the strange space on the fourth floor from the third floor, Chu Yang did not feel any physical discomfort. He looked around and found that he, Jian Shiyi, Wu Huang and others were still closely together and had not been separated.

They appeared together in front of an extremely strange altar. The altar stood there quietly, exuding a chilling aura. It has a strange shape and is made up of huge stones. Each stone seems to contain endless power.

The surroundings of the altar are engraved with various mysterious symbols and patterns. The patterns are twisted and weird, as if they are the graffiti of demons from hell.

"Why does this altar appear here? How... how is this possible?"

The moment Shikuai saw the altar, his face turned pale, and his eyes showed uncontrollable shock and fear. His body trembled slightly, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world.

The fear was deeply engraved in his bones, causing his whole body to fall into a state of extreme panic.

Chu Yang was keenly aware of the strangeness of the stone, and he was filled with doubts. What was the origin of this altar, so that it could make the usually calm stone become so frightened?

"What is the origin of this altar that can make you so scared?" Chu Yang couldn't help but ask, with a hint of concern and curiosity in his voice.

Stone's voice trembled, as if he had exhausted all his strength before he managed to respond: "You don't understand, no matter who sees this altar, they will be like me, because this is the place where countless Wu clans were buried. Even the Wu people themselves are afraid of this altar."

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When Yang heard this, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart. He closed his eyes silently, trying to feel the breath of this altar.

In an instant, a powerful and evil force surged out from the depths of the altar, sweeping toward him like a raging tide. He could clearly feel that there seemed to be countless innocent souls buried under that stratum, and their resentment and pain were intertwined to form a suffocating atmosphere.

Wuhuang frowned. As a three-legged golden crow, he was extremely sensitive to the scent of wronged souls. He could truly feel that what the stone said was true, and the situation inside this altar was far more terrifying than what the stone said.

That evil force seemed like a sleeping giant that could wake up at any time and devour them all.

"Don't you know where that passage will take you and me?" Wu Huang turned his head and looked at the stone, with a hint of reproach in his eyes.

Shikuai shook his head helplessly and said with a wry smile: "How could I possibly know such a thing? He only told me which way to find him, and never said where he would take me."

There was a trace of confusion in his eyes. This matter was so long ago that he could only remember the general situation. He was very sure that this was what Kuashu told him at that time, and there was no mention that the end of the road would lead to this terrible altar.

This altar is really terrible. As practitioners in the Neo-ancient Era, Wu Huang and Chu Yang may have little understanding of its terrifying features, but with some subtle traces on the stone, they have already recognized that this altar was the one that was famous in the ancient Era. That one. His eyes fell on a knife on the surface of the altar

On the mark, it was the mark left when he was in human form.

Even if he tried his best back then, he only left an extremely slight mark on it and could not destroy it at all. Years passed by, but he didn't expect that he would see this thing again one day after so much time had passed.

Shouldn't it have vanished into thin air along with Kuafu's old antiques long ago? Why can he still appear in Kuashu's body safe and sound?

The more he thought about it, the more terrifying he felt, and he vaguely felt that there might be countless unknown secrets hidden in that thrilling battle that year.

Chu Yang could see the shock in Shi Duan's heart, and he asked softly: "You are afraid of it, and you have seen it before. Am I right?"

Shikuai nodded with a wry smile and said: "It's ridiculous. Which of the strongest men from all tribes back then was not afraid of this altar? I don't know how many lives of strong men were buried in this altar back then, making it a leader of the Witch Clan. Nutrients. Which of the top witch clans, including Kuafu, has not benefited from these nutrients?"

His voice was full of helplessness and bitterness, as if he was recalling an unbearable past event.

"You are indeed right. The details of this altar are much scarier than you think. Its appearance here is not good news. Even I didn't know about it at the time." Shitai sighed, his eyes There was a hint of worry in it.

"Why do you think this thing appears here, and how much connection does it have with the Kuashu?" Chu Yang asked, his eyes shining with curiosity.

Shitai sighed dullly, shook his head helplessly, and said: "I don't know, I don't know.

, this thing should have disappeared without a trace back then, and there is no way it could appear in Kuashu's body, unless..."

His words suddenly stopped, as if he thought of an extremely terrible possibility, but he did not dare to say it easily.

"Unless what?" Chu Yang asked eagerly, his curiosity completely aroused.

Shi Luo hesitated for a moment, but finally shook his head and said, "I can't say it. If we say it, we will all be in big trouble, and maybe Kuafu will notice it. I advise you not to ask any more questions, you know. Too much is not good for anyone.”

There was a trace of fear in his eyes, as if he was afraid of some powerful existence.

Chu Yang frowned slightly and was silent for a moment. He suddenly waved his arms and muttered words. In an instant, the twelve capitals' formation of gods enveloped the area where several people were.

I saw a dazzling light flashing through, and the surrounding space seemed to be isolated by a transparent barrier, completely separated from the outside world.

Chu Yang turned to look at the stone and said, "Now you can speak with confidence. No one will notice the conversation here. If you don't believe it, you can feel it carefully."

Shikuai released his soul with hesitation, carefully sensing the power of the formation. However, the moment he touched the power of the formation, a fear that he had forgotten for a long time and had not recalled for tens of thousands of years resurfaced from the depths of his heart.

The fear this time was far more frightening than the first time he saw the altar. His body trembled involuntarily, and his eyes were full of horror. He looked at Chu Yang in disbelief. He never thought that one day he would be able to fall in love with someone.

Feel this breath.

At this moment, the doubts plaguing his heart emerged. He finally understood why Kuashu would absorb human beings like Chu Yang into his body and let them meet him. It turned out that everything was already destined...

Shi Luo was silent for a long time before he could barely absorb this shocking fact. He slowly raised his head and looked at Chu Yang without daring to show any contempt.

"So if you want to ask anything, just ask."

There was a hint of helplessness and awe in his voice.

Chu Yang's question was straightforward, pointing directly at the altar. He had a vague feeling that the altar might be the real purpose of Kuashu's presence here.

"What is its origin, and who are you?"

Shitui took a deep breath and remained silent for a long time, as if thinking about where to start. After a long time, he slowly spoke out, and as soon as he spoke, there was a sense of time-honored vicissitudes in his voice:

"My origins are so ancient that even I can only recall a rough outline. At that time, I was just an existence of acceptable strength among the countless races that surrendered to the Witch Clan."

Seeing that Shitai was unwilling to say anything, Chu Yang didn't ask any more questions, and instead asked about the altar: "What's going on with the altar?"

"I wonder if any of you have heard of a punishment that was very popular among ancient people?"

Chu Yang didn't know much about the secrets of ancient times. In his understanding, that period of history seemed to be shrouded in a thick layer of fog, and he only had a vague understanding of it. On the contrary, it is Wuhuang, who comes from the three-legged Golden Crow, and he understands these very well. The Three-Legged Golden Crow clan existed in ancient times

Existing, they have witnessed countless changes over the years. Those ancient legends and secrets are like the imprint of family inheritance, deeply engraved in the soul of Wuhuang.

"Are you talking about the rootless calamity?" Wuhuang narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes flashing with wisdom, as if he had already guessed what the stone mentioned.

"Yes, it's Wugen Jie." Shi Dai nodded with a solemn expression, as if recalling that dark history.

Chu Yang became curious about this strange name. His bright eyes flashed with doubts, and he couldn't help but ask: "What on earth is going on with Wugen Jie?"

The stone sighed, and the sigh seemed to contain endless vicissitudes and sorrow.

"It is unclear when this method was born, but it is usually used by the witch clan to punish those who disobey his orders.

This method can make the suffering person rootless and helpless, and completely turn into an innocent ghost wandering in the world, and it will be difficult to escape for the rest of his life..."

His voice was low and hoarse, as if every word carried the sorrow of countless wronged souls.

Chu Yang frowned and asked, "Were the Witch Clan at that time really so terrifying?" His brows knitted together tightly, forming a deep ravine, and he had a deeper understanding of the power and cruelty of the ancient Witch Clan.

“What’s more, they are far more powerful and terrifying than you think.

Even at the beginning of the war, many races were still afraid of the power of the Witch Clan and did not dare to compete with them. It was not until they saw the Witch God missing that they plucked up the courage to choose to wield the butcher knife against them. "

There was a hint of fear in Shidao's eyes, as if that period of history still left a deep mark in his heart.

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"The altar you are asking about was an important means for the Wu clan to carry out rootless calamity back then."

Stone slowly raised his hand and pointed at the altar that exuded an evil aura, his fingers trembling slightly.

"During the period when the Witch Clan ruled the world, this object took countless lives. During the war, I remember that this object had long been destroyed in the aftermath. Although no trace of it was found, it stands to reason that this object should have disappeared long ago. It’s gone, but I didn’t expect it to appear in Kuashu’s body today…”

As he spoke, he suddenly looked at Chu Yang with an unprecedented serious look. Even Chu Yang was startled by that serious look.