Junlin examined the formation before him.

He was a martial artist at the fifth realm, yet this thing was pulverized by a single bolt of lightning, leaving not a trace.

They really do have something special.

This is just a formation used to prevent anyone from touching the altar.

How powerful must the ancient demonic cultivator sealed in this altar be?

My heart was filled with curiosity.

King's Landing turned around and looked at the altar.

The altar is circular in shape and has a diameter of over a hundred meters, but it looks very dilapidated and even has some damaged parts.

It's probably because it's been in disrepair for years.

It must have been around for quite a few years.

Junlin tapped it with his hand, asking in his mind, "System, how do I remove the seal on this thing?"

It's simple, just wait for those demonic cultivators to arrive.

"..."

Junlin's lips twitched. "Byd, I'm asking you what the method is to break the seal."

[If you want to break the seal yourself, you can't.]

[Because breaking this seal requires a total of 108 kinds of materials, the key body of an ancient demonic cultivator, and the sacrifice of hundreds of martial artists.]

"Alright."

Junlin was somewhat disappointed; just from hearing this, he knew it wouldn't be a simple task.

Let's just wait patiently for those demonic cultivators to arrive.

We'll see what this ancient demonic cultivator really is then.

I wonder if I can kill this thing right after it respawns!

"How many demonic cultivators are heading this way now?"

Not a single one.

Jun Lin was speechless. These demonic cultivators were moving way too slowly.

He's not even as enthusiastic as an outsider.

There's nothing we can do but wait a while longer.

But waiting is not an option either.

Junlin got up and left the place, wandering around the secret realm.

...

Ten days later.

King's Landing returned to the location of the altar once again.

These days.

He also rescued some participants from the Azure Phoenix Empire.

He also took the opportunity to kill some participants in the Chixiao Empire.

He also conveniently caused the deaths of several black-robed demonic cultivators.

He currently has more than forty corpses in his possession.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him a great hero who saved the ancient demonic cultivators, would it?

now.

Dozens of people had already gathered here, and as far as the eye could see, they were all black-robed demonic cultivators.

Junlin quietly joined in.

Since everyone was dressed in black robes, no one felt that there was anything wrong with King's Landing's joining.

Among a group of black-robed demonic cultivators.

The leader was a middle-aged man whose hood had fallen down, revealing a face painted with several strange patterns.

The demonic cultivator leader looked at the altar protected by arrays, his eyes revealing a hint of madness.

"Break the formation!"

As the demonic cultivator leader finished speaking, a dozen or so black-robed demonic cultivators stepped out from the crowd and began to break the formation.

There are many ways to break the formation.

For example, finding the array's core, forcibly breaking the array, or using specialized array-breaking artifacts, etc.

However, the method used by the dozen or so black-robed demonic cultivators to break the formation was rather unusual.

A dozen or so people found their positions and formed a large circle around the formation.

He then took out a short dagger.

He began muttering obscure and strange words.

A moment later, more than a dozen black-robed demonic cultivators simultaneously plunged their short daggers into their hearts.

Drops of black blood dripped down the dagger.

A dozen or so black-robed demonic cultivators began to emanate a black aura, their life force began to dissipate, and the eerie aura eroded the formation.

Is this a direct attempt to break the formation by sacrificing one's life?

Junlin was surprised.

These people really don't value their lives. They're really going all out to revive this so-called ancient demonic cultivator.

The deaths of more than a dozen black-robed demonic cultivators brought about a positive outcome.

The formation gradually weakened under the erosion of the black aura, and finally shattered under the powerful punch of the demonic cultivator leader.

The altar was presented before the demonic cultivators.

Junlin, standing in the crowd, could clearly sense the excitement of those around him after the formation shattered.

His breathing was so rapid that he worried these people wouldn't be able to catch their breath.

The demonic cultivator leader arrived at the altar and took a look.

He then turned to the group of demonic cultivators and said, "It is time to welcome the return of our Lord. People of the Lord, offer the sacrifices we have prepared for Him!"

"All for my Lord!"

Dozens of demonic cultivators shouted at this moment and released the corpses from their spatial rings.

There were corpses of warriors from the Azure Phoenix Empire, corpses of warriors from the Chi Xiao Empire, and corpses of black-robed demonic cultivators.

Junlin also took advantage of the chaos to release all the corpses stored in his spatial ring.

More than forty corpses; none of those present could compare to him.

However, since everyone released them at the same time, no one noticed this detail.

Naturally, no one would discover that he had killed more than a dozen "teammates".

The demonic cultivator leader smiled with satisfaction upon seeing the more than one hundred corpses on the ground.

With a wave of his hand.

The corpses were all collected by the demonic cultivator leader.

When they were released again, more than a hundred corpses were neatly arranged on the altar.

Immediately afterwards.

One after another, obscure and incomprehensible incantations rang out from the demonic cultivator leader's mouth.

This time, it lasted quite a while.

So long that King's Landing was starting to feel drowsy.

However, the other demonic cultivators around them became more and more excited as they listened, and one of the female demonic cultivators next to Jun Lin even trembled.

Half a day has passed.

The demonic cultivator leader finally stopped his eerie whispers, raised his hands, and the corpse on the altar shattered instantly.

My dear reader, there's more to this chapter! Please click the next page to continue reading—even more exciting content awaits!