In the Otherworld's First Sacred Capital, the blood-colored altar was built entirely from massive stones. It stood several thousand zhang high, towering above the surrounding mountains and inspiring fear at a glance.
The blood of the Otherworld's All Beings gathered and flowed in streams down from the several-thousand-zhang platform. It was the blood of gods and the plasma of demons, poured over the altar until its entire surface had been stained red. The stench of blood assailed the nostrils, chilling the hearts of all who saw it.
"Calls spanning tens of millions of years, prayers spanning hundreds of millions of years—the Sacred Ancestor before primordial times, your descendants call for you to descend in your supreme Dharma Body..."
"Sacred Ancestor, who looked down upon the Myriad Heavens and remained invincible throughout your life, your most devout descendants call for your return..."
The many Otherworld experts wore devout expressions. Even several Ancestor-level powerhouses knelt in worship, their faces filled with reverence as they faced the blood-drenched altar. Everyone prayed, summoning the Sacred Ancestor's descent.
Those curse-like voices grew ever more majestic, and the Otherworld's All Beings became increasingly solemn. Demonic power surged, making hearts tremble.
"Boom!"
The several-thousand-zhang blood-colored altar shook violently. A beam of blood shot into the sky, while ancient carvings emerged upon the altar, each image vivid beyond measure, as though souls had entered them and they were about to revive. The immense pressure made everyone shudder. Even powerful Otherworld Ancestors lowered their heads.
"Boom!"
Countless carvings atop the blood-colored altar all blossomed with crimson light. The dazzling beams gathered together, forming an enormous blood-colored Space Gate, from which an overwhelming aura poured forth.
"Whoosh..."
An extraordinarily heavy sound of breathing rang out, as though some colossal Fierce Beast from ancient times was awakening from deep slumber. It