Baiting the Hook

Duan De came and went, then came again, each time bringing a kind of precious blood to inquire about the construction of the Five-Colored Altar.

None of it was blood from people of the current age. He had painstakingly refined it from various ancient tombs, all of it originating from kings of antiquity.

"Understood. Go back and wait for notification."

Yet every time he came to Yaochi, that was the only reply he received. Duan De ground his teeth in anger, but there was nothing he could do. The Immortal Alliance had monopolized the channels.

It was not as if Duan De had never considered building a Five-Colored Altar himself, but it was simply too difficult. Constructing one required crystals borne by the Five-Colored Ancient Tree.

A tree comparable to an Immortal Two Holy Lord could only produce crystals the size of a palm, while most were merely as large as pigeon eggs.

The greater the distance crossed through the starry sky, the more Five-Colored Crystals were required. The amount often began at several thousand jin and could even reach ten thousand jin.

The Immortal Two Holy Lords and Great Accomplished Kings of the present day were simply incapable of building one. It required a Saint Realm expert, or even a Quasi-Emperor, to construct a Five-Colored Altar.

Only Quasi-Emperors could roam the void in their fleshly bodies, strolling through it as though in a garden, undertaking true journeys across the cosmos and recording all manner of star maps.

Even Saint Realm experts risked becoming lost when exploring the universe.

The star maps held by the great aristocratic families and holy lands were all left behind by their ancestors when they attained the Dao. If those maps were lost, they would have to wait until their family produced another Quasi-Emperor before