Altar?

After an unknown amount of time, Yuan Luo slowly opened his eyes.

His gaze was utterly clear, and his entire aura had undergone a tremendous change.

Level thirty-five. That was the level of Soul Power he had reached after absorbing this soul bone.

He had never expected it to be a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone. According to the memories within its consciousness—

Yuan Luo now knew exactly where his previous Soul Power had gone!

He raised his left hand, and his Second Spirit appeared in his palm.

The Six-Pointed Star Dart was no longer as dark as before. Instead, it was shrouded in a faint layer of blood aura.

Part of this soul bone's Soul Power had actually been absorbed by his Second Spirit on its own. Otherwise, Yuan Luo could not possibly have risen three levels.

It seemed that his previous Soul Power had vanished because of this as well.

This soul bone should have belonged to that Bodybuilder Frog Grandfather. It seemed he had died while receiving some sort of inheritance.

Originally, Soul Beast Ice's entire family had been toads, bloated in build, but they had encountered their own opportunities.

Just like the owner of this soul bone, who had only changed so drastically after obtaining an opportunity that even his species had changed.

His sons and grandsons had naturally inherited his good genes and lived in Grandfather's cave all along.

As for the soul bone Grandfather had left behind, the little frog could not bear to throw it away, so he buried it beneath the ice.

By now, he had probably forgotten that there was a soul bone beneath him.

This soul bone specialized in control, especially control over ice attributes. It was absolutely first-rate.

It could be said that Yuan Luo could now wield every form and degree of Ice with ease.

At that moment, Yuan Luo carefully examined the cave.

The Soul Power fluctuation from before had not been emitted by this soul bone, but by the cave itself.

This cave gave off an unshakable sense of danger. No one knew what lay within.

Even after absorbing the Head Soul Bone, Yuan Luo still could not use his spiritual power to explore this cave.

After adjusting himself to his peak condition, Yuan Luo decided to explore the cave himself.

If you wanted something done, you had to do it yourself.

Under Yuan Luo's palm, the cave entrance slowly widened until it was large enough for a person to pass through.

Yuan Luo held his breath and jumped straight down!

He believed this was his opportunity. If he could get through it, he would become incredibly powerful.

Yuan Luo felt his body continuously falling until, several seconds later, he slammed heavily into the ground.

That counted as falling from a great height. It had nearly knocked him unconscious.

The space around him was pitch-black. He could not even see his own hand.

Only his senses remained, yet he could not sense anything beyond five meters.

Gradually, Yuan Luo began to panic, as though he were suffering from claustrophobia.

His breathing quickened. He had no idea what was ahead or what might be waiting for him.

Suddenly, the sound of dripping water reached Yuan Luo's ears, making his already panicked heart even more agitated.

If you suddenly heard water in a Terrible Place, no one would be able to endure it, right?

He seemed to regret jumping into this cave.

Yuan Luo truly felt like crying without tears. It was his own decision, so he had to see it through even in tears.

But this area was simply too terrifying. Everything was uncertain.

Yuan Luo wandered aimlessly, not knowing how long he had walked or how vast this place truly was.

He had walked until he was nearly depressed.

A patch of light ahead ignited his hope and made him regain his will to live.

The closer he got to the light, the brighter the scene before him became.

There was actually a chair ahead, though it was made from strange stones of nine different colors.

It looked exceptionally precious and unusual.

Just as Yuan Luo approached, nine lights suddenly lit up around him. Only then could Yuan Luo clearly see the scene. It actually looked like some kind of Altar.

Yuan Luo stood upon a circular platform formed from strange patterns. At the very top was that stone chair.

Could this be some Witch Clan sacrificial ritual, with him meant to serve as a blood offering?

At that moment, the circular platform suddenly lit up, and the entire area became brightly illuminated.

Yuan Luo felt as though his body was turning red. Looking closely, he saw tiny red blood cells protruding from his skin.

This was bad!

Could this really be some kind of sacrifice?

Yuan Luo turned and ran, wanting to escape this ghostly place.

But it was as if this place refused to give Yuan Luo a chance. It sealed off everything around him, leaving no way out.

After struggling for quite a while, the despondent Yuan Luo truly regretted it. Would it not have been better to just be a slacker?

Why did he have to come here?

I will definitely be a slacker from now on!

Just like that, Yuan Luo finally lost consciousness.

Within his consciousness, Yuan Luo arrived in a space.

There was nothing in the space, only some semi-transparent, air-like matter.

Suddenly, a person appeared. Something seemed to cover the outside of his body, preventing Yuan Luo from seeing his figure clearly.

With a single wave of his hand, a stretch of land appeared throughout the space. Not a blade of grass grew upon it; rocks lay exposed, and the soil was barren.

With a second wave, several Rivers appeared across the land, replenishing it with water.

With a third wave, many small trees sprouted from the ground, adorning every corner of the land.

With a fourth wave, wind began to blow through the air, rustling the leaves and giving the land its own melody.

With a fifth wave, it seemed that many mineral elements were buried within the land, providing minerals to the Rivers and trees, allowing the trees to grow even more lushly.

With a sixth wave, a volcano appeared. The ground temperature began to rise, and lava occasionally surged forth, changing the shape of the land.

With a seventh wave, dark clouds began to blanket the sky. Several bolts of heavenly lightning churned within them, while the sounds of wind and thunder echoed across the land. Natural weather began to appear in certain regions.

With an eighth wave and a ninth wave, the space split into two parts: one bright and one dark. Day and night alternated without end.

Immediately afterward, nine colors—red, yellow, green, blue, brown, white, purple, black, and gold—appeared together and gradually formed a dense protective membrane.

The next moment, something seemed to move within the membrane. As it shattered, two children appeared upon the land.

The children gradually grew up. One male and one female brought life to this continent.

After an unknown number of years, the two children had grown up.

Both of them bore nine different colors on their bodies.

At some point, they secretly ate the forbidden fruit and fell in love with the feeling.

They plowed and tilled without rest every day, and gradually, the first child appeared.

Then, countless children appeared across the entire land.

The children gradually grew up and formed a village.

Yet each child possessed only one color, and only a scant few had a second color.

The children gradually grew up, expanding continuously from their primitive village.

Every child possessed abilities that could reach the heavens and shake the earth.

The entire continent was divided into ten great territories.

The children of each color occupied one territory.

The children helped one another and eventually learned how to create people.

Using their own natural energy, they condensed models of little children one after another.

Gradually, there were more and more children, but the power of nature became insufficient.

They began fighting for supremacy among themselves, eventually forming several factions.

And thus, the continent's present-day structure came to be.

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