The altar in the distance was vast beyond measure. Besides the ten heavenly pillars, a bronze battleaxe stood planted at its center, reaching skyward and bracing the earth. Its surface was scarlet, stained with the blood of some unknown creature and riddled with cracks.
Though covered in cracks, the battleaxe still radiated a terrifying divine aura, as if a single casual swing could cleave through the ages of time and space.
Nearly everyone who had entered this realm before Shi Lan had gathered here. Aside from the young prodigies accompanied by their protectors, members of the Shengwu Immortal Sect were also present.
Of the people forced into this realm alongside Shi Lan by that elderly Human Emperor, fewer than a hundred were here. The rest had likely met with disaster.
Among them were some who knew their history well. When they saw the words "Langya," they recalled what they knew, and their faces filled with shock.
The Langya Grotto-Heaven had been a colossal power in the ancient era. At its height, it had more than one emperor and was a mighty martial sect capable of waging war across the stars.
In truth, emperors had appeared in great numbers during the ancient era. There had been many powers like the Langya Grotto-Heaven, and the names of countless others had faded into the river of history, buried in the Middle Ages, when demons ran rampant. Only a few scant records remained in the annals of the human race.
The only reason anyone still knew the Langya Grotto-Heaven's name today was the existence of the Linglong Emperor.
The Linglong Emperor was a figure from ancient legend. The last emperor from the ancient era to the present day, she was a giant among giants. The annals of the human race had preserved a brilliant