However, Chen Yuan showed none of the surprise or change in expression that the other had expected. Instead, he asked with slight confusion:
"What Holy Altar?"
On the surface, he appeared calm, but within, Chen Yuan's heart was a tumult of shock and turmoil!
Holy Altar!
Once again, it's the Holy Altar!
He recalled that every time the black Qi invaded the Spirit Platform, a horrifying voice would echo, shouting the words "Holy Altar."
As if discovering something unbelievable.
And now, it appeared again!
Could his greatest secret be related to the figure before him?
However, to prevent any unexpected incidents, he didn't show much alarm.
"Haha... The Holy Altar is the sacred relic of our clan, lost in the starry sky thousands of years ago, wielding tremendous power to intercept the Secrets of Heaven, cut off the future, and command life and death...." Luo Tian Demon God said indifferently.
This statement once again stirred a storm in Chen Yuan's heart.
