The Sealed Altar

"Yes, Senior."

True Person Skull Ghost and Black Charm Immortal cupped their hands in a salute, expressions of gratitude surfacing on their faces.

Both understood that with their low-level Nascent Soul Realm cultivation, they would have no presence in the Underground Palace. Entering would only make them cannon fodder; it was better to wait safely in the plaza.

Chen Changming flickered, flying toward the entrance of the Underground Palace.

Glancing at the Little Night Palace Nascent Soul Realm level six cultivator who had been frozen into an ice sculpture, he offered a cold smile and strode into the depths of the palace.

Once inside, pitch-black mist swirled around, obscuring his vision. Chen Changming activated his divine sense to scan the area. He had not flown far before he spotted shattered bones scattered across the ground.

"Bone Beast!"

Sensing the familiar aura of the Ancient Ghost, Chen Changming's pupils constricted, a complex expression crossing his face.

He had always felt it unlikely that there was only one Bone Beast in the Ancient City. Now, upon entering the Underground Palace, the bone fragments before him confirmed his hypothesis.

Almost all the Bone Beasts were in the Underground Palace.

The one captured by True Person Skull Ghost was perhaps merely a stray that had slipped through the net.

"A pity, I was a step too late..."

Looking at the mangled fragments of the Bone Beast, Chen Changming shook his head repeatedly, sighing inwardly at the missed opportunity.

He had been cultivating in the Essence Well, which had caused him to miss the window when the major factions entered the palace, leading him to perfectly miss the Bone Beasts.

Although these fragments still retained some of the Ancient Ghost's original energy, it had diminished significantly. To the Demon Spirit Vine, it would be as