A massive formation had been erected around the altar, completely concealing the area.
Chen Fei stood before the altar, his eyes narrowing slightly as he watched ripples spread across it.
None of the ancient texts Chen Fei had read contained any records of this.
Chen Fei looked up. Had the fusion of this Space Channel with the altar triggered some special reaction?
The ripples across the altar grew increasingly frequent, and the indistinct shadow within began to take shape.
"Something seems to be coming out."
Standing beside Chen Fei, Yan Yinwen spoke with a deep frown.
Min Yanlu and True Person Haiyue had gone to reclaim the Thousand Feathers Alliance. Yan Yinwen had joined them once, but finding it dull, she had returned to the altar to stand guard with Chen Fei.
"Fall back first!"
Chen Fei spoke quietly and slid several li backward, leaving only his clone at the front.
If an unstoppable danger truly emerged, his clone could hold it off briefly, giving Chen Fei enough time to teleport away.
Yan Yinwen did as he said, retreating with Chen Fei's true body while keeping her gaze fixed on the altar.
"Buzz!"
A tremor like a heartbeat erupted from the altar, causing folds to form in the surrounding space.
Amid that tremor, a phantom appeared above the altar and rapidly solidified.
It had a wide mouth filled with fangs, two legs, four arms, and a single eye. A pointed horn rose from its head, clammy black energy shrouded its body, and it held an enormous spiked club.
Suddenly, the monster turned toward Chen Fei's clone a li away and let out a tremendous roar, its powerful aura stirring waves in the surrounding world vital energy.
"Early fourth tier. Its physique is powerful!"
Several li away, a faint light shone