Endless runes rush towards the altar. The altar has long been divided, but it is still filled with an unfathomable ancient power.

This force collided violently with the runes in the silver sea. Every moment, the void was constantly collapsing and destruction. This scene was awesome.

"One hundred thousand years have passed, and the altar has not been erased."

Ning Jiang Qingyu, he had been here 100,000 years ago, and it could be seen that this silver sea wanted to destroy the altar, but it could not be done, so he could only keep sealing it.

"Hey, something is wrong."

Suddenly, Ning Jiang noticed something, and a strange feeling caught his heart.

He felt a danger and a strangeness.

However, when his eyes looked around, he found nothing.

After pondering for a moment, Ning Jiang stepped out and entered the altar.

The altar is extremely huge, like a broken continent. There are nine colors in total and nine different powers permeate.

Gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, lightning, dark light.

Even Ning Jiang would be amazed by this method if he wanted to combine these nine different forces into one and condense them into an altar.

The altar is very quiet, and you can occasionally see some blood. Apart from that, there are no other creatures here.

"That feeling just now..."

Ning Jiang whispered, he could be sure that it was the altar that just now that made him feel a danger. Perhaps 100,000 years have passed, and there has been something unknown about the altar.

Thinking of this, Ning Jiang didn't dare to be careless. He held the six immortal-killing spears in his hand and protected his body with the Ten Thousand Stars' Treasure Clothes, keeping his state at its peak, and carefully heading towards the depths of the altar.

Deep in the altar, it was getting darker and darker, and even the light of the silver ocean could not penetrate. Here was a mysterious force shrouding it, isolating everything.

I don’t know how long I walked, but finally, Ningjiang stopped. In front of me, the darkness was like a broken wall, crossing the world, which was uneasy.

Ning Jiang's brows slowly frowned.

"It seems that something really happened."

Ten thousand years ago, when Ning Jiang entered this altar, there was no such darkness, but now, darkness enveloped half of the altar. What's strange is that these darknesses are squirming little by little as if they have life. Although this speed is very slow, Ning Jiang can be sure that this darkness is devouring the altar bit by little.

"open!"

Ning Jiang activated the six immortal-killing spears and slashed out with one blow. A fairy light was extremely brilliant, enough to split the world, but fell into the darkness and disappeared without a shadow, like a mud cow entering the sea, without any trace.

Undoubtedly, this darkness has an amazing origin, as powerful as the Six Immortal Slayer, and cannot do anything.

"Do you want to go in and take a look?"

Ning Jiang pondered that if he wanted to know the truth, he had to take the risk inside, but this was very dangerous. No one knew what would happen in the darkness, and might make him die.

He has never been an indecisive person and soon made a decision.

The Ten Thousand Stars Treasure Clothes were activated to the extreme, and stars surrounded him. The Six Immortal Killing Spears were more like a fairy light, held in his hand, releasing a terrifying wave.

He took steps and walked in.

"Boom!"

When he stepped into this darkness, the whole darkness suddenly trembled violently, as if he had noticed his invasion.

A terrifying force emerged from the depths of the darkness, like a torrent, sweeping across.

"kill."

Ning Jiang stabbed out with a fierce blow, and the Immortal Killing Spear was like a small sun, releasing a thousand-foot divine light. This blow was enough to make the sea crack.

However, darkness was like a big mouth, swallowing the blow.

"Da da da da!"

The sound of metal hitting the ground sounded, which was a sound of footsteps. Ning Jiang's eyes narrowed, and a figure slowly walked out of the darkness ahead. The figure was wrapped in armor, only a face was revealed.

His face was pale and bloodless, his eye sockets were hollow, and his two eyeballs disappeared, making people shudder.

His eyebrows were cracked, and there was darkness in his eyebrows.

This is a corpse, and it is not an ordinary corpse, this is a supreme!

What's scary is that there are more than one such corpse. In the dark, there are corpses, including human race, demon race, and many different races, the worst of which are the Saint Lords.

It seems that only the Holy Lord is qualified to be driven by this darkness.

"These people..."

Ning Jiang's pupils shrank violently. The clothes on these people were too old. If Ning Jiang had guessed well, this kind of clothes could at least be traced back to ancient times.

It is nearly 10,000 years old, 50,000 years old, 100,000 years old, and 500,000 years old!

Five hundred thousand years ago, so many strong men fell here. What's terrible is that their injuries were exactly the same, all of them were penetrated by their eyebrows and killed with one blow.

The person who takes action must be the most invincible and powerful person.

"What exactly is there? How come there are so many dead bodies here?" Ning Jiang was curious.

He took a deep breath and decided to risk rushing in.

"The Immortal Killing Art!"

The Immortal Killing Art was activated with all its strength, and various strange phenomena appeared. The immortals fell and the blood stained the sky. In addition, Ning Jiang cooperated with the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Art to form a huge black hole.

Scream!

He accidentally fought with these dead people, and suddenly turned into a ray of light and rushed into the depths of the darkness. All this was too fast. These dead people were broken through by Ning Jiang without reacting.

This was Ningjiang's fastest speed. He stopped after a moment.

A cold chill spread from the depths of his heart, and his whole body became stiff.

There was something in front of him, and it was an extremely terrifying thing. His body trembled instinctively, which was very rare. With Ning Jiang's will, he was fearless, but at this moment, he could not control the trembling in his body.

Looking forward, Ning Jiang's pupils shrank violently.

"This is……"

Ning Jiang opened his mouth, but couldn't speak the name of this thing. It seemed that there was a force in the dark that prevented him from speaking, preventing him from speaking.

Unspeakable.

This is an indescribable power!

Even if you know your name, you cannot speak even if you are not in the realm of the Heavenly Lord.

This is a pitch-black book. The book is not big and the cover is extremely ancient. I don’t know what material it is made of, but it seems to be painted with the Nine Nether Hells and the other side of the Yellow Springs.

It is it that exudes endless darkness.

"This book actually exists, so, that place may be true?"

At this moment, Ning Jiang's heart trembled and thought of an extremely ancient legend, which was a world belonging to the dead, a world that no one could prove.

"Boom."

Suddenly, a terrifying aura revived.

Around this book, there was a coffin. At this time, the coffin slowly opened, and a shocking aura filled the world.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!