The truth dared not be pondered deeply. The deeper one thought, the more terrifying it became!
A trace of gravity appeared in Zhang Chen's eyes, his gaze filled with an indescribable horror. But now that they had come this far, no matter what lay ahead, he had no choice but to keep moving forward.
The thirty-six-tiered platform shimmered with divine light. As its builder, Zhang Chen naturally understood its secrets. Thirty-six killing formations had been laid upon it, but after the changes in heaven and earth, those formations should have already failed.
Queen Mother of the West's coffin rested at the very top, using this thirty-six-tiered platform to draw in the dragon vein qi of all Kunlun Mountain. After hundreds of millions of years of evolution, the reason Kunlun Mountain's ancestral vein had become the ordinary, unremarkable Old Turtle Ridge was because the entire ancestral vein had nearly been drained dry. The Kunlun Dragon Vein had already fallen from its status as an ancestral vein, replaced by a new one.
Divine light flickered in Zhang Chen's eyes. His gaze swept across the entire altar as he said to Chen Xu and Zhou Chuan, "Follow me!"
The three climbed all the way up the thirty-three layers of the altar. Before it, they were as tiny as ants. Zhang Chen strolled forward as though returning home, without stirring the slightest disturbance, and arrived directly at the highest point. Sure enough, atop the highest altar sat a Crystal Coffin. Beside it stood a rack filled with bottles and jars.
"Could this be the true body of an Ancient God-Devil?" Chen Xu's eyes immediately lit up at the sight of the coffin.
"Don't concern yourselves with the coffin for now. Let's look at the burial goods first." Zhang Chen's gaze swept across the rack.