C510 Giant Black Altar
C510 Giant Black Altar
Witnessing the scene in front of them, Feng Wuya and Lei Aotian could not help but laugh wickedly in their hearts, while the other black clothed youth, Gong Fan, who had maintained his silence throughout, looked at Wu Hao and started to think.
From beginning to end, he paid attention to Wu Hao's every move.
As for the foppish young master Hong Lin, he looked at Wu Hao with a fearful gaze, but suppressed his anger, not daring to break out.
Roar … Roar … Roar …
Just as the atmosphere turned strange, roars of rage suddenly came from the dark, empty space in front of him.
Upon hearing his words, it was clear that they came from the same direction.
Wu Hao heard it, and immediately he heard the roar coming from the direction where Gu Shiya was just leaving in, so he anxiously used spying ability to look at the direction of the roar.
In the next moment, Wu Hao instantly rushed forward, his body turning into an afterimage, triggering a burst of cold wind that swept across everyone's cheeks.
At the same time, Wu Hao's voice sounded beside everyone's ears.
"Follow me, there's an ancient soul …"
Hearing that, other than Hong Lin who was slow, the rest of them all rushed forward.
Not long later.
They arrived at a huge platform …
No, it would be more accurate to say that it was a huge altar that was dozens of zhang tall and several thousand zhang wide.
Right, it was an altar.
There was nothing wrong with this. This altar was thousands of feet wide and had never been seen before.
The entire altar was completely black, and it was unknown what material was used to create it, but it looked like it was made from the same material as the tomb door.
What was worth noting was that in the center of this gigantic Black Altar, there was a yellow lamp shining.
Compared to the size of the giant altar, it was a huge contrast. It was like a faint yellow light, illuminating the space of about ten feet. Looking from afar, it looked like a flame of hope that was about to extinguish as it swayed back and forth in the vast world.
Through the soul consciousness's scan, in the center of the Black Altar, there was a dragon throne.
It was worth noting that right now, he was sitting on the dragon throne.
An ancient, greyish soul was currently chained tightly to the black dragon throne by nine unknown, soaring chains.
The flickering light was right in front of it, and Gu Shiya, who was standing right in front, stood there motionlessly. Through the soul consciousness, he could see that her eyes were closed, and her body was emitting a strange martial spirit aura.
It gave people a feeling as if they were experiencing a great battle. The Martial Yuan in her body circulated rapidly, crashing back and forth in her eight extraordinary meridians.
Upon looking more closely at the image of the Ancient God Soul, everyone was shocked, especially Hong Lin who rushed over from the back. Seeing the image of the Ancient God Soul which was roaring and twisting under the dim yellow light of the lamp, everyone's face turned pale white.
"Damn it, I …" Damn, is this even the soul of an ancient god? " At this time, Jia Ren, who was standing beside Wu Hao, could not help but let out a string of vulgarities, and say what everyone was thinking.
This...
This was clearly a demon, a devil soul!
How can you say that!
Then, he would describe the appearance of this primordial divine soul.
He … No, it's this …
Its entire body was a dull gray. There was no problem; its soul was a turbid color, just like a gray mass of smoke that could change form at any time.
But the most important thing was the shape of this ancient soul. It had three fierce fangs and a ferocious looking head. Its body had four arms and two legs.