A faint smile appeared on Ye Tian's face as he confirmed some of his suspicions.
These altars, including the Golden Armor Deity on the Golden Geng Altar earlier, could not stray too far from their altars even if they were not bodies of origin.
As for Uncle Hei, aside from the first time he had appeared by walking out of the mist behind him, he had always stood where he was and had never moved thereafter.
It was not that he did not want to move, making himself a target for Ye Tian. It was that he simply could not move.
Having devoured the origin, he could no longer leave the altar grounds.
Moreover, judging from what Ye Tian had seen, this altar should not have been here originally, but beyond the forest. Uncle Hei had merely moved it here so that he could control the entire forest more conveniently.
The power of origin had made him, but it had also shackled him.
Even when Ye Tian had self-destructed the Golden Geng Sword once and the Golden Geng Origin power once, he had possessed himself with earth to block most of the force, never taking a single step away.
The second time, however, the Golden Geng Origin's power had been far too violent. Even Ye Tian himself had been swept into it, while the power contained in the soil from before had already been exhausted during the first Golden Geng Sword self-destruction.
Then, under the second internal and external pincer attack, he no longer had any strength left to hold on. He perished amid the destructive force of the self-destruction, body and Dao alike extinguished.
Ye Tian looked at the altar on the ground, a thoughtful look in his eyes. After taking another deep look at the soil Uncle Hei