The Black Rock Grand Wizard said coldly, "They cannot threaten the Black Rock Sacred Stockade or the Primordial Ancestor! But the people of Hongdong Stockade have divided the Earth Qi, tearing apart the Primordial Ancestor's power... That makes Hongdong Stockade the one mortal threat we absolutely cannot allow to remain!"
"Ah!"
The Blackwing Wizard stood speechless. He had always thought the Pan Tribe, who had pushed deep into the Black Rock Mountain Range to burn, kill, and plunder, were the great enemy. He had believed the tribal stockades needed to join forces to wipe them out.
Never had he imagined such a dramatic twist. In the Black Rock Grand Wizard's eyes, the Pan Tribe was a trifling matter. Hongdong Stockade was the real threat!
"Did the Grand Wizard order Hongdong Stockade to attack the Pan Tribe because he wanted to use the Pan Tribe's army against them?"
"Anyone who divides the Primordial Ancestor's power is beyond forgiveness! Blackwing, remember this: since ancient times, we of the Black Rock Sacred Stockade have guarded the Primordial Ancestor and awaited his awakening..."
The Black Rock Grand Wizard pointed. Atop the altar was a deep hole that looked like the mouth of a well. Its depths were pitch-black and veiled in mist. One glance down brought the terrifying sense that it might suck in a person, body and spirit alike.
The Blackwing Wizard did not dare look for long. He knew full well that it led to the place where the Black Rock Progenitor slept. If he looked a moment longer, he felt he might hear the Progenitor's heartbeat.
"Bring them up!" the Black Rock Grand Wizard commanded coldly. The guards below promptly herded several dozen dazed slaves onto the altar, then drove them one by one into the mouth of the well...
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