Before the Coffin

Watching the blood and souls vanish into the altar, Zhang Chen could not help but feel a chill crawl down his spine. He roughly understood the truth behind the Shen family.

The reason the Shen family's ancestor had not died after entering the great tomb back then was likely because the Innate Water God had shown him mercy, bestowed a Water God Bloodline upon him, and raised him like a pig.

Over the following several hundred thousand years, whenever a member of the Shen family died, their soul and blood would be gathered by the altar across time and space, replenishing the Innate Water God's origin and helping the Innate Water God delay the arrival of death.

So the Innate Water God before us isn't dead yet! Zhang Chen muttered to himself.

"Zhang Chen, something isn't right here!" Tu Shan Qing trembled as he stepped toward the altar, only for Zhang Chen to seize his shoulder and drag him back with one hand. "No need to go."

"Why?" Tu Shan Qing turned to look at Zhang Chen.

Zhang Chen pointed at the altar. "There is a great terror upon this altar. Any living being that steps onto it will be sacrificed and become an offering to that Innate Water God. With our strength, going up there would mean nine deaths and only one chance at life."

Tu Shan Qing's face filled with terror. "Then doesn't that mean we can't obtain the Innate Water God's fortune?"

"Not necessarily. We can't step onto the altar, but if we hollow out its side and drill our way inside, then it can be done." Zhang Chen looked toward the four sides of the altar.

"This altar is forged from strange Crystal Stone, and a grand formation is operating over it. I'm afraid it isn't