Seeing these people, Mantian's heart skipped a beat! It was obvious at a glance that these people should be the ones who broke into this place, but were they dead? Are they alive?
Mantian couldn't be sure. He took a deep breath and walked slowly. His mind was integrated into the people on the altar in front of him. Once they moved, Mantian was ready to run wildly.
"Huhu..." Only the breeze blew through the space. In this space, this breeze seemed extremely eerie, picking up the sand and dust turned into clothes on the ground. Apart from the sound of the wind, what was left was
Mantian's heavy breathing and heartbeat.
When Mantian arrived under the altar, he realized how big the altar was. Looking up, he saw that the altar led straight to the sky. The stone steps made of dark red boulders made the altar look extremely thick. The stone steps were carved with dense patterns.
The criss-crossing outlines a mysterious pattern, and an ancient and vicissitudes of life permeates it.
Mantian looked at the first stone step, where an old man with a stooped body and a brown figure stood upright. He looked up at the top of the altar, and through his face, Mantian saw his slender figure that spread from his neck to his face.
There were blood lines on the old man's body. Since he couldn't see the front and didn't know whether he had entered the realm of awakening, a sword about five feet long lay at the old man's feet. Mantian could vaguely see the golden luster.
"Senior!" Mantian regained his composure and looked at the brown old man and shouted softly! He was afraid that the loud voice would wake up more powerful men above.
Mantian's answer was only the sound of the old man's clothes being blown by the breeze. Seeing this, Mantian's expression condensed slightly. He walked aside to check on the old man, but found that the old man's face had no color and the muscles on his face were twisted into a ball.
"Dead??" Mantian was shocked! He glanced at the other people above and found that they were all motionless.
"Mantian has met all the seniors!!" Mantian took a deep breath, his voice was extremely rich, but the only answer he received was his long-lasting echo.
Mantian, who looked hesitant, turned back to look at the countless corpses kneeling on the endless vast land, and his expression became serious. He vaguely felt that the altar should be some kind of ancient existence, but what he couldn't imagine was why he was standing on the altar.
Will they die? Or, judging from their clothes, they are extremely high in status and strength, but why can't they fight for a glimmer of life?
Just when Mantian was thinking about it, and wanted to touch the lines on the stone steps of the altar to see if they were blood lines, a sudden cold shout sounded: "Don't touch him!"
Mantian was startled. He turned his head sharply and found Man Yijian, dressed in ragged clothes and covered in blood, appearing behind him. The huge bow he carried on his back looked dim. He must have gone through a fight before.
When Mantian turned his head, he found that his eyes were fixed on the altar, with shock and a hint of fanaticism on his cold expression.
He quickly came under the altar, carefully inspected every pattern, and walked slowly around the altar. Finally, behind the altar, he exclaimed: "Blood Refining Altar!! It's really a blood refining altar."
altar!"
Man Tian quickly came to Man Yi Jian's side and stared at the two bright red ancient characters carved on the stone steps in front. Man Tian had studied ancient characters carefully and recognized these two characters at a glance: "Blood Refining!
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"Blood Refining Altar? What is this?" Mantian asked after looking at Man Yijian in confusion.
Man Yi Jian calmed down, glanced at Man Yi Jian, and said, "Have you never heard of the Nine Ancient Blood Refining Altars? Are you really not a clan disciple?"
"I am not a disciple of the clan. Can the surname Man be used only by disciples of the clan?" Man Tian wondered, this is just a surname. Is it really stipulated that only clan members can use the surname Man?
Man Yijian glanced at Man Tian's doubtful eyes, pondered for a while, and said, "What is the name of your tribe?"
"Ancestral Ape!" Mantian replied.
Man Tian, who was staring at Man Yi Jian, suddenly noticed that Man Yi Jian's pupils shrank suddenly, and a flash of shock flashed across his expression!! This made Man Tian's heart move! Could it be that the Ancestral Ape Clan was really glorious before?
Taking a deep breath, Man Yijian's expression disappeared and replaced with his cold look. He stared at Man Tian and said: "The changes in the world! The race that used to run rampant in this world has become like this! Even the disciples of the clan have become like this!
They don’t even know their own origins. Perhaps, thousands of years later, the Wild Ancestral Ape will truly become extinct! At that time, the descendants of the Wild Ancestral Ape will not know what an Ancestral Ape is! What a famous Wild Ancestral Ape is! Perhaps, not only
It’s just your Ancestral Yuan Clan, every once-prosperous clan will be like this, and my clan is also like this." There was endless emotion in Man Yijian's words. He looked at the altar in front of him, and there was an indestructible feeling in his expression.
firm!
"Barbarian Ancestral Ape!!" These four words came from Man Yijian's mouth, which made Man Qian's blood boil, thinking of what he heard in the bloodline. Could it be that the Ancestral Ape Clan is really the same as what Man Yijian said
Are there any connection between the wild ancestral apes that roam the world? Or is the ancestral ape tribe the same as the wild ancestral apes?
Is the blood flowing in the body really so powerful?
"In ancient times, nine major blood refining altars were built with supreme bloodline! They are: God, Demon, Immortal, Slaughter, Creation, Years, Immortality, Life and Death!! I don't know which altar this is!" Man Yi arrow looked at the huge altar and murmured.
On!
"What exactly are these nine altars? Why do these strong men step onto these altars knowing that they will die?" Man Tian asked while looking at Man Yi Jian.
"Haha, these strong men? Do you know how many people were crazy about these nine altars in ancient times? The strong men at the top of the altars above are enough to run rampant in the world, but in order to obtain the unknown power from the altars, they sleep here! Even us
Even the clan gods cannot resist this temptation." Man Yijian smiled bitterly!
Mantian took a breath of cold air and stared at the figures at the top of the altar. He could not imagine what there was in this altar that could make so many strong men willing to perish here and step onto the altar.
"Supreme blood, forges the Nine Refinements, the Emperor's Road, dyes the Nine Heavens! How many people have been able to set foot on the Nine Refinements throughout the ages? The blood of countless strong men has made the Emperor's Road possible!" Man Yijian muttered with blurred eyes.
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"This is a temptation that every barbarian cultivator cannot resist! This is the only way for Emperor Zun!" After Man Yijian finished speaking, he looked up at the altar towering above the sea of clouds, with a hesitant and calculating expression in his expression.
Man Yijian, who has a heart as high as the sky and is born with pride, hesitated before stepping onto the blood refining altar.
"What can you gain by stepping on the altar?" Mantian was puzzled. He didn't know why many strong men risked their lives by stepping on the altar.
"What to gain? Discover the power of the bloodline and obtain the supreme blood on top of the altar! Forge the path to the emperor!!" Man shot an arrow, then he turned his head and looked at Man Tian, and said: "With my strength
, the most we can do is climb up to the first floor of the altar! Perhaps life and death, strength and weakness are determined by God! Rather than live in vain, it is better to fight with your life!" After saying that, Man Yijian no longer hesitated, jumped up and stood on the altar.