There are always fairies plotting against me

But the Dragon Saint who died on the battlefield was truly dead and could no longer be counted in the dragon clan's combat power system.

Thus, the Dragon Clan Altar was born under such circumstances: nominally to praise the merits of these Dragon Saints before their fall, but in reality, it was to trick these Dragon Saints and some of their descendants into the altar, with the dragon as the core.

The secret magic weapon killed the Dragon Saint and buried his blood descendants with him, forcing the Dragon Saint to complete the blood fall in the process of being forced to cannibalize the blood descendants.

The Dragon Saint after the blood fall was the same as the Dragon Saint in the Dragon Soul Hall. Although the Dragon Soul barely reached the level of being indestructible by the Holy Spirit, all three souls and seven spirits were detained. In the process of devouring his bloodline, he suffered a mental breakdown, and then became cruel and ruthless.

They merged with the dragon clan's altar, and were fed with the flesh and blood of monsters by the dragon clan during regular sacrifices. Over a long period of time, they reshaped their dragon bodies, which were nearing their end, and became fallen dragons that continued to fight for the dragon clan.

Although this secret technique would make the Fallen Dragons ruthlessly ignore their relatives, the limited number of Fallen Dragons, no matter how weak they were, were not inferior to the Dragon Emperor. From this point of view, it could be said that there were no flaws.

However, the upper echelons of the Dragon Clan were well aware that this method was evil, so they dared not carry it out in a high-profile manner for fear of causing internal and external troubles. Therefore, the matter of the altar was always kept secret. Internally, it was announced that the Dragon Saint's soldiers were sent to the Dragon Soul Hall, while externally, they built ordinary altars that were concealed from the world to express their remembrance of the deceased Dragon Saint's military exploits.

But truth cannot be hidden, and not all Dragon Saints whose time is coming to an end are slaughtered like fish on a chopping board.

When the secret was no longer a secret, the fuse for the war between hundreds of races 20,000 years ago was caused.

The dragon clan has completely lost its position as the master of Cloudtop, but its powerful foundation still enables it to occupy the first position among the hundreds of clans.

"On the eve of the end of the war, the dragon clan abandoned this secret method, and no fallen dragons have appeared in the world in the past 20,000 years. Therefore, this dragon clan altar must be one of the altar ruins left after the dragon clan withdrew its front line."

Xiao Yinruo said as they walked, "The huge pit over there just now is probably the descendant of this Dragon Saint."

During the introduction, she glanced at Lu Jinan. To be honest, after realizing that this was most likely the dragon clan's altar, her confidence dropped a lot.

But after thinking for a while, she calmly introduced this place to Lu Jinan, wanting the child to understand that although she was wary of this dragon altar, she didn't take it seriously.

"There are still human bones and fish bones in that huge pit..." Lu Jinan said after careful consideration: "Fish bones are fine,

There have been cases of fish leaping over the Dragon Gate and becoming dragons, but humans cannot become dragons even if they leap over the Dragon Gate."

"The atmosphere here is just similar to the dragon altar. I just thought of it. Whether it is true or not remains to be seen. But even if it is, after so many years, there will be no dragon spirits living here."

Xiao Yinruo spoke calmly, then turned and asked, "Haven't you read about it in a book? The information about the Dragon Clan Altar was shared by Sect Master Zheng."

Lu Jinan shook his head: "I haven't seen it, but I've heard of the Dragon Clan Altar."

"Um·--"

Xiao Yinruo smiled: "Maybe you are not qualified to contact before you become the Holy Son."

Lu Jinan turned to look at her. "If this is the Dragon Clan Altar, then how do we explain the suicide note we saw earlier from Hao Yuan? With his time approaching, he came here in search of a chance to break through—is the Dragon Clan Altar the opportunity he's looking for?"

"The world has changed so much, it's not certain whether this place was a secret place in the past." Xiao Yinruo said softly: "Besides,

The Dragon Saint of the Dragon Clan's Altar was also reborn when his time was up. For a powerful and hidden being whose time was up, this was a glimmer of hope.

However, when Hao Yuan fell, the Hundred Races War had not yet begun, so this person might not have known about the Dragon Clan Altar, so it could be another opportunity."

"There are many human corpses here," Lu Jinan said. "They may not all be nearing their end, but they are all dead."

Xiao Yinruo did not answer immediately, because if this was really the dragon clan's altar, it would be normal for there to be no exit but only entry, just like the emperor's burial after his death in the past. Would the person buried alive with him be able to escape?

So Xiao Yinruo guessed that after these people entered here, they were indeed looking for opportunities at first, and perhaps they did find certain opportunities, but after discovering that they could not leave, they were first shocked, and then happily practiced in this place where the flow of time was different from that outside.

As their strength grew, they still had no way out, so they began to panic and become afraid.

Eventually, they become miserable and insane in the eternal despair, and either commit suicide or kill each other.

What is more likely is that it became nutrients for the dragon clan's altar.

"Opportunity moves one's heart." Xiao Yinruo said slowly, "Perhaps he died here because he was fighting for the opportunity."

Lu Jinan remained silent and did not point out the loopholes in Aunt Ruo's words.

The probability of total annihilation in the fight for an opportunity is very low: either the person who gets the opportunity kills everyone, or the opportunity itself is a trap.

However, even the powerful ones in the realm of hidden gods would be tempted by the opportunities that may exist here.

Although the number of powerful people in the Hidden God Realm tens of thousands of years ago was small and their overall strength was not as strong as it is now, there were also very few people who could kill them.

Moreover, although the human race existed at that time, it was weak. The powerful gods might have had grudges against each other, but they would not kill each other as easily as they do today.

Because given the human environment at the time, the death of a Shenyin meant that the pressure faced by other Shenyin would increase.

In this case, even if the opportunity is tempting, the probability of going on a killing spree after getting it is very low.

Lu Jinan thought of the corpse storage rings he had explored before. Those storage rings were all immortal-level storage rings, but their owners were all buried here.

Could these have been killed by people who had some kind of opportunity?

There is no record of so many immortals dying at once in the Wandao Sect. The human race at that time could not afford the loss of so many immortals, so those immortals probably did not come in at the same time, but all died here-"

Fighting for opportunities leads to killing each other?

It would be better to say that this place is so dangerous that even immortals are buried here.

"Auntie Ruo is coaxing me."

Lu Jinan thought of the human bones in the cemetery, but after hesitating for a moment, he did not express his thoughts.

Because so far all we have seen are bones, no so-called altar.

If there is no altar, then it means that this is not the dragon altar. If not - then the danger here may not be as great as imagined.

Lu Jinan looked up at the top of the mountain with a glimmer of hope in his heart.

The surrounding dark trees were filled with a gloomy aura. Although there were no leaves blocking the view, I was now on the mountainside and could not see the dim golden Buddha statues I had seen before.

"Aunt Ruo," Lu Jinan said softly, "Would the Buddhist sect bury deceased monks here? If there really is a dragon altar, are they actually trying to turn deceased monks into fallen monks?"

He hoped this was the possibility, because the fallen monk's strength would decrease, and after that, Xiao Yinruo would definitely not be afraid.

After all, there are not many immortals in the entire human race who can compete with the powerful Shenyin with the strength of the late Shenlin.

Although this is not the Qingmiao Realm, can the late-stage Shenlin who chooses to protect a realm compete with Shenyin in his own territory like Aunt Ruo?

This in itself can illustrate Xiao Yinruo's strength.

Xiao Yinruo did not answer Lu Jinan immediately, but deep down she hoped that this was what Lu Jinan said.

Because the golden bodies of those deceased monks on the top of the mountain are generally at the initial stage of Divine Hiddenness, and most of them are only at the middle stage of Divine Presence.

If she really becomes a fallen monk, her strength will be reduced a little, but she is not afraid at all.

But...is it really like that?

Xiao Yinruo stopped and Lu Jinan also stopped, but he saw nothing.

"Death Tide."

Xiao Yinruo pulled Lu Jinan and rushed in one direction: "It's stronger than the ones outside."

Lu Jinan was dragged along at a rapid speed and could not see the shadows of the trees on either side. He could only close his eyes and be led by Xiao Yinruo in a hurry.

I didn't dare to disturb him at this time.

"Those Buddhas are the source of the tide of death. I don't know why I haven't encountered them since entering here, but they do exist."

As he spoke, Xiao Yinruo had already taken out a magic sword, threw it straight ahead and made hand gestures with one hand.

Lu Jinan squinted with some curiosity, and saw that the water-blue sword energy in the sky intertwined into a brilliant sword curtain. The sword curtain moved along with the barrier of the Buddhist beads, as if tearing a gap.

Under Xiao Yinruo's protection, he did not see the tide of death, but he could feel the enhancement of Xiao Yinruo's realm of forgetfulness.

The immortal sword was collapsing, and in the last second before it collapsed, Xiao Yinruo threw out other immortal weapons to clear the way.

This is a way to minimize the consumption of spiritual power, but it will obviously reduce the foundation of Qingmiao Palace.

Although there are many immortal artifacts in the world, they are not so numerous that they can be wasted at will.

But there is no other way at the moment.

The faster Xiao Yinruo's speed became, the more her Forgetfulness Realm was raised to its limit. Her expression became more solemn, but she was not too panicked.

Lu Jinan closed his eyes again and used his internal energy to protect his body at the speed of an immortal. He opened all five Taoist palaces and regained his consciousness. He tried his best to allow Xiao Yinruo to continue to increase his speed and not be burdened by him.

Xiao Yinruo held his hand tightly, and his eyes swept across the surroundings, taking in all the bones left here.

She was looking to see where the bones were densely packed and where they were sparse, and judging from the degree of weathering of the bones where there were relatively safe places.

During this process, Xiao Yinruo changed direction several times. She had already formed a rough outline in her mind after having sacrificed five immortal artifacts.

Lu Jinan couldn't feel it under her protection, but she could clearly see and feel the deathly tide like gray fog brewing on the top of the mountain, and then sweeping in all directions like a tsunami.

"Don't open your eyes."

Xiao Yinruo emphasized, then went straight forward in a certain direction.

The death tide cannot cover all places, because there is a large spirit gathering array here. Since spirits need to be gathered, some places must not be eroded by the death tide.

Lu Jinan closed his eyes tightly. He didn't know where he was and couldn't tell the direction, but he could clearly feel the sweat oozing from Xiao Yinruo's palms.

Xiao Yinruo was not at ease at this moment either.

"The nine stars move in order, the primordial origin wanders, the essence of Hua is bright and clear, the primordial spirit spreads out, the flow is endless, and the glory is bestowed upon me!"

Xiao Yinruo's majestic and clear voice came to his ears, and the next second Lu Jinan felt as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was splitting apart. Even with his eyes closed, he seemed to see endless light falling from the sky and sweeping in all directions.

"The Art of Measuring the Sky."

Lu Jinan thought silently, and he didn't know how long it had been before Xiao Yinruo beside him stopped.

He opened his eyes and looked at Xiao Yinruo beside him first.

Xiao Yinruo's temperament was still cool and elegant, but the tassels that held her long hair together were long gone. Her long, thick black hair was scattered in a mess, and an abnormal blush flashed across her face.

"Aunt Ruo——"

"It's alright." Xiao Yinruo made a hand gesture with his right hand, suppressing the spiritual energy surging in his body. He then raised his head and looked forward, the solemnity in his eyes dissipating a little. "This is one of the cores of the spirit gathering array. Inside the mountain, the spiritual energy is much richer than outside."

Lu Jinan looked back and saw only the mountain wall, but no trees.

Obviously there was some kind of formation on the mountain wall, and Xiao Yinruo broke through this formation and entered here.

Her spiritual energy has been greatly depleted.

"Do you have any spirit crystals on you?" Xiao Yinruo asked softly.

Lu Jinan quickly moved all his small treasury out of the storage space. The total amount of likes accumulated over the years was about 200 million.

As soon as these spirit crystals came out of the storage space, Xiao Yinruo absorbed the spiritual energy in them like a dragon sucking water in order to restore his own lost spiritual power.

"Although the spiritual energy here is rich, it cannot be used." Xiao Yinruo said lightly: "It has been integrated with the five desires and six dusts. In addition, these five desires and six dusts come from Buddha, so it is even more unusable.

Also, don't leave my Dao domain. The air outside is poisonous and will penetrate your seven orifices. You won't be able to withstand it."

"Yeah." Lu Jinan nodded obediently. He already understood that Xiao Yinruo was purifying the five desires and six dusts contained in the outside air through the Forgetful Realm, and then letting it enter the Forgetful Realm.

Lu Jinan held Xiao Yinruo's hand tightly. With Xiao Yinruo with him, he had to expand the Dao domain to protect her. If she was alone, the impact on her immortal body would definitely be very small.

"There's still gravity here." Xiao Yinruo glanced at him, her voice still calm: "It affects me too.

Lu Jinan didn't believe it, but didn't refute it.

Because the thin threads of spiritual power between their wrists invisibly "bound" his body.

Xiao Yinruo must be afraid that he would cut off his own arm.

Lu Jinan looked at the dark surroundings, suppressed some of the irritation in his heart, and asked aloud: "Aunt Ruo, don't you have any spirit crystals?"

"I've used it up." Xiao Yinruo didn't explain much. After all, his 1.5 billion spirit crystals were all used to help him overcome the tribulation. If he said it, the child would definitely feel more pressured.

She took a step forward and continued, "We have now entered the 'Gate of Life', which means we are already halfway to leaving."

Listening to Xiao Yinruo's voice, Lu Jinan knew that he had entered one of the "root systems" of the "seed" of the Qinglian Secret Realm. If he could find the source and destroy it, he would have a chance to leave directly.

But Xiao Yinruo's comfort did not make Lu Jinan relax. The Qinglian Secret Realm was the back garden of Mount Xumi.

It is definitely not an easy task to break into this secret realm.

He followed Xiao Yinruo's footsteps and gradually saw the light ahead in the darkness. Xiao Yinruo kept walking.

Taking Lu Jinan towards the light.

As Xiao Yinruo walked silently, he made a hand gesture with one hand, and saw an ice-blue lotus blossom from his fingertips, lighting up the darkness.

Lu Jinan was about to speak, but Xiao Yinruo changed direction at this moment and walked straight towards the stone wall in front.

Lu Jinan followed, kept his mouth shut and didn't ask any questions.

And at this moment, Xiao Yinruo took his hand and hugged him again, took a step forward and went directly over the stone wall.

The world was spinning, and Lu Jinan subconsciously wanted to hug Xiao Yinruo's waist with his left hand, but he suppressed the tension and clenched his left hand without making any unusual movements.

"Out."

Xiao Yinruo patted his back and looked ahead calmly.