What left Qin Fengming stunned was that, apart from the flickering lights of various colors, not a single cultivator appeared anywhere on the entire stone platform.
Qin Fengming focused his senses toward the center of the stone platform. Beneath a mass of multicolored flickering lights, a huge octagonal stone pillar, one or two zhang thick, loomed indistinctly amid the flashing radiance.
From that enormous stone pillar, streaks of wondrous light, like ribbons of every color, drifted outward in all directions.
However, those ribbons were shrouded by a strange aura that hindered divine sense. His divine sense could not see through them clearly.
Watching the radiance flashing close at hand, Qin Fengming stood there blankly, motionless for a long while.
Since even his divine sense could not enter the mass of light right before him, it would likely be equally useless to test it with talisman patterns.
After standing there for a long time, Qin Fengming's gaze suddenly turned resolute.
"It seems that unless I step into this fluorescent light, I won't be able to uncover the true secret of this sacrificial altar." Looking at the vast stone platform before him, Qin Fengming muttered to himself.
But just as he raised his foot, intending to step directly into the radiance before him, the foot he had lifted did not come down.
The reason was that he had suddenly discovered that the various clusters of light flashing across the vast stone platform numbered exactly thirty-six.
That number was the same as the number of stone steps below.
This naturally made him think that these multicolored clusters of light corresponded to the clusters of light atop those stone steps.
If he entered one of the light clusters at random, then he would be no different from the other cultivators. After wasting several days