True Lord Yude swept his sleeve, and an invisible force struck the Altar.
In an instant, the Altar blazed with dazzling blood-red light. Though Pan God was no longer there to preside over it, it had received offerings and Blood Sacrifices for hundreds of years and had amassed tremendous power.
But however mighty that masterless power was, it could not withstand True Lord Yude's attack.
The bloody light held out for only a moment before it scattered. Then the entire Altar, nearly fifty feet tall, came apart.
There was no thunderous report like an explosion of gunpowder. Silently, the whole Altar disintegrated.
Nearly fifty feet high and more than a hundred feet wide, it collapsed as though it had been built of sand.
Behind Tang Changsheng, countless Western Qiang warriors surged forward like a flood through opened gates and plunged into battle with the Pan Tribe Warriors.
But at the sight of the Altar's destruction, the Pan Tribe Warriors either dropped to their knees and surrendered, their morale shattered, or fought on like madmen.
Tang Changsheng did not intervene. He shared much the same concerns as True Lord Yude, though the Primordial Yang Divine Lamp made it far easier for him to cleanse the negative Qi Mechanism.
But with victory already assured, why should Tang Changsheng go to the extra trouble?
Still, when he saw True Lord Yude reduce the entire stone Altar to something like flowing sand with a casual palm strike, his heart gave a jolt.
True Lord Yude truly deserves his reputation as a master on the level of a True Immortal. That power is similar to my Jade Ruyi's... and he wielded it without the slightest hint of strain.
Tang Changsheng knew True Lord Yude was displeased with him, so he watched him all the more