Lend a Hand, Mechanism Desolate Beast

"Damn it, this must have been left behind by those Outer Realm Evil Race members back then!"

Someone cried out in horror. One glance was enough to make the situation clear. After all, aside from the Great Thousand World's mortal enemies—the Outer Realm Tribe—there likely wasn't anyone else who possessed such sinister energy.

Moreover, this place had been the fiercest battlefield when the Outer Realm Tribe invaded the Origin of Divine Beasts. Who knew how many powerful Outer Realm Tribe members had been slain and suppressed here? It was inevitable that some would have slipped through the net.

Buzz!

Billowing black smoke swept over. However, just as the smoke was about to touch the altar, immense light suddenly erupted above it.

The light seemed to form countless profound runes. As the runes strangled the smoke, they directly shattered all of it.

Everyone on the altar was overjoyed and hurriedly looked over. They saw that the three stone sculptures standing in three directions around the altar seemed to have come back to life. Three streams of light gathered over them before finally transforming into three vaguely visible figures.

Above the Ancient Sky Swallowing Python was a Palace-Robed Beauty. She possessed a noble and graceful bearing, beautiful features, and a curvaceous figure. Her entire body radiated an aura of nobility.

Above the Ancient Dragon Eagle stood a man dressed in black. His face was cold and stern, his bearing sharp, and he emitted a powerful aura.

Above the Primeval Ancestral Ape stood a strong man with his arms crossed. His skin was dark, as if cast from iron, and his sturdy body resembled a mountain. Wherever he stood, all things seemed to grow steady.

The instant the three figures appeared, it was as if an ancient hurricane had swept through the entire