North Origin Holy King, his entire body wreathed in lightning, was injecting the violent lightning radiance he had condensed into the edge of the altar before him.
More than a hundred Celestial Race powerhouses at Saint Tier 8 under his command also gathered their divine power and injected it into the various edges of the altar.
The sixteen-colored altar represented sixteen elements. It was not large, only two hundred meters in diameter. As lightning poured into it, a gap unexpectedly appeared in the lightning region of the altar, with a staircase leading downward inside it.
North Origin Holy King said to Annihilation Holy King, "Come in with me."
Annihilation Holy King nodded slightly and followed North Origin Holy King down the stairs. As the two descended, they discovered an incomparably vast space below, containing a massive sixteen-colored altar spanning tens of millions of square kilometers.
"This is the true altar," North Origin Holy King said with a sigh.
It was Annihilation Holy King's first time here, and he said in shock, "It's actually this huge?"
North Origin Holy King took a deep breath and said sentimentally, "When I discovered this place, I was just as shocked as you. But it took me tens of thousands of years to find the right path in. This time, I need your help. I hope you won't refuse."
Annihilation Holy King gritted his teeth. Anyone could tell that there had to be treasures inside this altar, but he was seriously injured and did not want to forcefully raise his strength with potions again. That would damage his foundation. The only option was to ask North Origin Holy King for help, and he could accept paying such a price.
"What do you need me to do? Tell me," Annihilation Holy King said.
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