This round platform floated in the void, borrowing the force of the nine heavens. Countless great stars revolved around it, and even before they drew near, it gave off an unusual aura.
It was as though this altar had come from the chaotic netherworld, connected to some unknown place beyond the unseen, carrying the ancient mysteries of time and space.
"This is the Sacrifice Altar built by the Xiao Family Ancestor in ancient times. It can communicate with special places and revive souls that died in ancient times!"
Seeing that the man and dragon were somewhat stunned, Xiao Xuan explained.
"Built by the Xiao Family Ancestor?" Nie Yun was slightly startled.
"Yes. The ore used to create this altar does not exist in the Spirit Realm. Our ancestor obtained it from Chaos, and no one knows exactly what it is. However, it can track a person's soul aura. As long as someone left a Soul Imprint here in ancient times, even if they perished, their soul can be reshaped through that trace, spanning the ages!"
As he spoke of the altar, Xiao Xuan's eyes revealed an excited, reverent light.
"Incredible!" Nie Yun sighed sincerely.
Humans were different from Asuras. No matter how strong they became, their lifespans were limited unless they truly broke through to the Immortal Lord realm.
With a limited lifespan, the soul naturally had its own end as well. It could not exist forever.
No one knew how much time had passed since ancient times. Even the strongest King Immortal, if they failed to break through, likely could not have survived until now. Yet this altar could use a trace of soul aura to span the ages and reshape a soul. It was simply too heaven-defying.
Quite a few youths in white stood around the altar. Each