A deathly silence hung over the enormous altar.
Everyone stared in shock at the slender figure still standing in the plaza, a faint sense of awe rising within them.
That awe stemmed from his formidable strength.
The various trump cards and techniques he had displayed made everyone understand why Lin Langtian had remained utterly fearless even when facing Kun Yu.
At the same time, the Kunpeng Race experts cast frightened glances at Lin Langtian in the distance before hurriedly moving toward the outside of the altar.
Within that lake of blood, Kun Yu was in an extremely bedraggled state. His eyes were tightly shut, and it was unknown whether he was alive or dead. He had clearly suffered grave injuries.
Yet after they brought the severely wounded Kun Yu back, no one present noticed that after absorbing the blood he had spat out, the dark earth seemed to grow increasingly gloomy and sinister.
Lin Langtian paid no mind to the Kunpeng Race's actions. Now that he had revealed the Qiankun Demon Suppressing Tower, no one would likely dare question his strength again.
Sure enough, the altar was silent as a grave.
After pondering briefly, the two peak experts of the Nine-Colored Peacock Race and Phoenix Race simultaneously charged toward the Ancient Undying Bird stone statue, while the Sky-Reaching Ape Race and Divine Crane Race headed straight for the Desolate Beast stone statue.
Aside from the fact that the inheritances of those two Beast Venerables suited their bloodlines, they clearly also wished to avoid becoming enemies with Lin Langtian.
Seeing this, Lin Langtian turned his gaze toward the other two battlefields.
As time slowly passed, the originally fierce battles there gradually came to an end.
Whether it was the Nine-Colored Peacock Race's peacock and the Phoenix Race's Bai Ling, or the