Earth Fiend Rockfall

The center and endpoint of River of Forgetfulness Prefect's century-long grand design—the altar of the Celestial Ghost Incarnation Offering of Calamity—now stood before Ning Zhuo's eyes.

Ning Zhuo had already fulfilled the three conditions for ascending this altar.

Yet the Wangchuan River tributary circling the altar had become the final obstacle.

Just one step more. Once I break through this final pass, I'll have achieved total success! Ning Zhuo thought.

After his initial astonishment at seeing a Wangchuan River tributary here, Ning Zhuo swiftly accepted it.

After all, the River of Forgetfulness Underworld took the Wangchuan River as its national name. It was hardly strange for it to possess more methods that made use of the river.

One had to know that the immortal city serving as the River of Forgetfulness Underworld's capital stood upon the Wangchuan River.

"But how am I supposed to cross this river?"

"Mother and the boss took another route, heading straight for River of Forgetfulness Immortal City. What they face is the true Wangchuan River, not this tributary before me."

"Mother should have a way to cross the river, so why didn't she tell me?"

"Besides, where is River of Forgetfulness Prefect's true body?"

This was Ning Zhuo's first time setting foot in this core battlefield, and he knew nothing at all about the earlier clash between River of Forgetfulness Prefect and the several great experts.

"This earth-element Spirit Division should belong to River of Forgetfulness Prefect."

"His true body still hasn't appeared. Perhaps he is severely injured, or perhaps he is inside the altar, held back by the final critical point."

At this moment, the bloody light upon the altar was already slowly weakening.

Ning Zhuo secretly guessed: did the complete dissipation of that bloody light signify the complete conclusion of this sacrificial rite?