Chapter 790: The Altar

Everyone was stunned.

Because before this, they had been so scared that their eyes were closed shut.

Only when they felt a chilly breath wash over them at this moment could they not help but open their eyes.

"My god."

"This."

"This is."

Everything that appeared before their eyes deeply shocked everyone once again.

Because this Huoshan was no ordinary Huoshan.

Only upon observing it at close range did they realize.

The area surrounding the Huoshan was entirely made of platforms paved with white marble; these platforms enclosed this terrifying Huoshan. The very obvious signs of human craftsmanship turned these platforms into a massive, circular entity.

People stared, dumbfounded.

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An altar? Yes, everything appearing before their eyes looked exactly like an altar.

The altar is very large.

White marble ground, white marble railings—everything was white marble, and it was covered in all sorts of carvings and totems.

Shocking.

And it was precisely because of the existence of this altar that people were able to jump down from the Stone Pillar one after another.

There was no more danger.

They jumped down one by one, then looked at each other in dismay.

Even Liu Zheng could not help but twitch his eyelids.

With such craftsmanship existing in ancient times, he really wanted to ask if aliens had truly visited.

And what was even more shocking was yet to come.

Such a large altar was actually a single, solid piece of white marble!

A treasure of heaven and earth!

The work of gods and ghosts!

Too shocking.

It was also too bizarre.

How could there be white snow next to this Huoshan?

Where was the white marble altar?

It was already on level ground, and this level ground was covered in white snow at this moment, barely different from the scene outside.

Rapid, heavy breathing rose and fell.

It left people unable to understand.

But the fact was, the Huoshan was right there.

The blood was also right here.

Where did this snow come from?

With such high temperatures, why hadn't the snow melted yet?

Question after question followed one another.

Liu Zheng glanced at Wu Zhen.

Wu Zhen, at this moment, also had a wry smile on his face.

No.

It was precisely because of the existence of the ice and snow that this place had become less scorching.

A temperature that people could endure.

"Wu Zhen?"

Water and fire merging?

How was this achieved?

In the theory of the Five Elements, water and fire counteract each other, yet they exist together—a merging of water and fire.

Who could handle a formation like this?

On one side is snow.

On the other, raging flames.

Liu Zheng naturally knew that this merging of water and fire was likely a part of this blood sacrifice.

The Five Elements generating and overcoming each other—Tuolei had truly mastered this to perfection.

Over these years, human essence and blood, as well as monkey blood, would all enter this Huoshan.

Generation and overcoming; the profound mysteries of heaven and earth lay within.

It was getting a bit complicated.

The formation and the layout were both getting a bit too grand.

In the name of blood, merging the Five Elements.

Metal, wood, water, fire, and earth.

At this moment, water and fire were right beside them, and there was no shortage of earth here either.

Then what about after that?

Liu Zheng's eyes suddenly lit up!

He finally understood what this mysterious blood sacrifice was.

At this moment, basically everyone had also come down, and seeing this scene, they were one by one dumbfounded.

Especially since many people had never seen a Huoshan at all.

Watching that flowing, burning mud, they were all incomparably excited.

Then what else? Metal, wood!

"Will, will this spray out?"

"My god."

Did not dare to move anymore.

If people had been unable to trust this young Wu Zhen before, the skills he had displayed over these days had already made them convinced.

If he said they could not move, then they could not move.

"Everyone, do not move around!"

Wu Zhen suddenly shouted in a loud voice.

Everyone looked at each other, silent as a cicada in winter.

Something is not right?

Where is something not right?

"On this altar, why is it so clean?"

Liu Zheng looked over, puzzled.

Wu Zhen said with a dark face: "Something is wrong!"

Everyone was startled.

Everyone's expression changed, and they fell into fear once again.

That's right.

If such tragic events happened here often.

Once these words were spoken.

It seemed as if a gust of cold wind blew past.

The people who had just relaxed suddenly had their nerves tightened again.

"Awoo."

Just as the people were dumbfounded.

Suddenly, eerie sounds rang out all around.

This place should have been stained by blood for a long time.

Even if a lot of blood could be evaporated, the color would not disappear.

Why is it so clean, as white as this?

The ice was chiseled open by someone.

Du Liang watched all of this nervously.

The cold wind blew past again.

"Be on guard!"

"Be on guard!"

Search.

Those who went down have come up.

They did not find it.

Someone has already jumped down.

But they have not come up yet.

What they did not know was that after Liu Zheng went in, he had already blocked the passage they had chiseled.

Jumped down again.

Because he truly felt this was his last chance.

If this time, he still could not find the entrance to the tomb.

Du Liang gave the order.

Continue searching.

A new group of people was swapped in.

Wanting to break into Longyan was almost impossible.

Then they could only place all their hope on the Imperial Jade Seal.

"Military Advisor."

Then their Nanyang royal family would truly have lost big.

A huge loss.

The sound of Cannonballs still rang in their ears.

Everyone looked over, speechless.

The Fourth Hill was lost.

The Liaodong Army and the Nanyang army were instantly plunged into a passive position.

At this moment.

A disheveled Cheng Zhiming came over, wailing.

He knelt on the ground, overcome with shame.

Military law is like a mountain.

At the time, Cheng Zhiming had signed a Military Order.

Execute.

This offense could not be considered small.

What is the Method?

Du Liang looked over with a face full of sorrow.

Many in the Liaodong Army roared, their voices shaking the heavens.

Qiao Yuan also watched quietly.

The Liaodong Army and the Nanyang Army had already developed some friction.

According to military orders, he should be executed.

"Execute!"

"Execute!"

"If I die, I die; isn't it just one life!"

Cheng Zhiming roared: "Eighteen years from now, I'll be a hero again!"

This man was certainly straightforward.

Cheng Zhiming was streaming with tears.

Death.

Only at this moment did he realize the consequences of his impulsiveness.

"Lord Du, military orders are like mountains; General Cheng's crimes are punishable by death. Could it be that you intend to plead for him, Lord Du?"

Qiao Yuan gave a sinister smile.

What benefit would it be to him if Cheng Zhiming died?

After saying this, he picked up his sword, intending to commit suicide.

"Wait!"

Du Liang said with a cold face.

Qiao Yuan's eyes lit up.

"General Cheng, go down; if you cannot find the passage, do not come back up!"

After Du Liang finished speaking, he could not help but turn away, his old eyes streaming with tears.

He could use this to seize some initiative in the trade with Nanyang.

"No."

Du Liang shook his head.

Cheng Zhiming was stunned for a moment, then immediately burst into loud laughter.

He is a poor swimmer.

The entire Nanyang Army knew this.

Old friends of many years.

How could he be willing to see him die?

"Good!"

"No need!"

Cheng Zhiming gave a cold laugh.

A subordinate handed over diving gear.

But he also knows.

Du Liang could only use this Method now to leave him a final sliver of a chance at survival.

Under the gaze of everyone.

He leaped, and with a splash, jumped into the ice hole.