Light-attribute spiritual power was the pass needed to enter the rings of light. Only by gaining their recognition could someone be sent into the next stage. Whoever had designed this place had truly been extraordinary.
Gradually, Huo Hai sank completely into the ring of light. The last of the Star Gu followed him inside. As the light slowly faded, Huo Hai counted his Star Gu and found that not a single one was missing.
The corners of Huo Hai's mouth curled upward. "Heh, the most precious things are often placed in the most conspicuous spot. What a clever trick. The others probably wouldn't think of it even on their deathbeds." Muttering to himself, Huo Hai had the Star Gu set him down. Only then did he turn his attention to his surroundings. The plain had vanished entirely.
In its place was a vast, empty space. Like the chamber he had first entered upon arriving at the ruins, this was an underground space completely enclosed on all sides. But instead of a Teleportation Spirit Formation, an enormous altar stood in the center.
A very peculiar box sat at the center of the altar. Around it, a mass of fire burned steadily, flickering with milky-white light. White fire was certainly a rare sight. At first glance, it looked like a sacred flame, pure and holy. Yet even without approaching it, Huo Hai could clearly sense the tremendous threat it posed.
Huo Hai knew that if he dared approach the fire, he would undoubtedly be burned to ash. His meager strength amounted to nothing before such power. Looking beside the altar, he spotted an enormous stone tablet standing in front of it.
Huo Hai carefully walked up to the tablet and studied the inscription. "Demons tainted the earth, running rampant without restraint. We