Appointment

"Cult Master!"

Ye Zhen cried out and moved to help him up, but after coughing blood, Jian Qianxiong's face had turned as pale as gold paper. He struggled to wave Ye Zhen away, signaling that there was no need.

After swallowing a large handful of pills, he slumped there and panted violently. But as the medicinal power spread, Jian Qianxiong's complexion slowly began to recover, and his ragged breathing gradually eased.

Ye Zhen sharply noticed that the Sun Moon Divine Altar Jian Qianxiong had been holding in his hand had also dimmed at this moment, stripped of its earlier oppressive might. Only when Ye Zhen sensed it with Clear Heart Sword Intent could he detect within it an aura that made his heart palpitate in extreme alarm.

Today had truly opened Ye Zhen's eyes. He had never expected the Sun Moon Divine Altar to be a legendary soul artifact, even more powerful than a Spirit Weapon. Ye Zhen had seen fragments of information about such things in ancient texts. It was said that a soul artifact already nurtured a trace of its own divine soul within it, and once refined, it possessed all manner of wondrous uses.

The image of that mysterious figure who had secretly entered the Sun Moon Divine Altar suddenly flashed through Ye Zhen's mind. Since the Sun Moon Divine Altar was a soul artifact, why had that mysterious person been able to slip inside it? And what had they entered it for?

As his violent panting gradually subsided, Jian Qianxiong straightened his body and regained the dignity of a Cult Master. "This Sun Moon Divine Altar is an exceedingly rare divine artifact, and a soul artifact of immense power. With my current cultivation, I still cannot wield it at will. Forcibly activating the Sun Moon Divine