No matter what, as long as the Blood King was alive, the Primordial crisis would not be resolved.
This was a heavy burden on the hearts of the Primordial powerhouses.
Fortunately, the leader was very strong. Killing Mo Tao with one strike brought endless hope to the people.
After Mo Tao's death, the Primordial Chaos became quiet for the time being.
However, the people had been paying close attention to the Blood King's movements.
Waves surged in the North Sea.
Terrifying waves crashed against the sea surface.
Thousands of miles under the sea, there was a dilapidated palace. The palace's surroundings were extremely dilapidated, as if a shocking battle had taken place here.
The Blood King, dressed in a blood-red robe, stood with his hands behind his back, floating in front of the dilapidated palace.
His eyes were burning as he stared at the dilapidated palace.
He could vaguely see a dilapidated altar. There was a terrifying aura around the altar.
No matter how the waves crashed against the dilapidated palace, the water would quickly weaken whenever it approached the altar.
There were signs of cracks on the altar, and a faint light flickered on it.
"The aura of a Saint?"
The Blood King's eyes widened in disbelief.
As a Saint powerhouse who had comprehended the origin of water, he could easily sense all the special auras in the sea.
He could even use all the water in the world for his own use.
He could clearly sense the remnant aura of a Saint on the altar.
A Saint was one of the powerhouses who stood at the peak of the world in ancient times.
It could be said that as long as the Primordial Chaos didn't appear, a Saint was invincible.
Anyone who could be called a Saint was a peerless genius that was rarely seen in the world.
"What a powerful aura."
The Blood King was sure that the remnant aura on the altar belonged to a Saint.
This was because he had once seen a Saint who had survived in the ruins of the Battle of Gods in the Blood Sea Territory.
Although that powerhouse's Qi and blood had dried up and was about to die, the aura he emitted was still unimaginable.
"What on earth has this world experienced?"
The Blood King frowned and pondered.
Since entering the Primordial Chaos, he had felt that it was extraordinary.
At this moment, after seeing the altar, he was even more certain of his thoughts.
A bold idea emerged in his mind.
He slowly walked out and walked towards the altar.
He wanted to ascend the altar and see if he could find the Saint's inheritance.
Weng!
When his aura touched the altar, the entire North Sea changed. The cracks on the altar quickly disappeared.
Immediately following that, the Blood King saw a shocking scene.
Something appeared on the altar. It was … an offering.
"Could it be that this sacrifice is for the Saint?"
His gaze landed on the offerings, and he was incomparably shocked.
Every single offering was enough to drive a Saint crazy.
"Heavens."
The Blood King trembled all over, unable to believe his eyes.
He couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart. He stretched out his hand, wanting to take the offering.
However, he immediately retracted his hand.
The offerings used to worship the Saint were tainted with the Saint's aura. How could ordinary people touch them?
He recalled that the sleeping Saint in the Blood Sea Weave had once told him that Saints were not to be humiliated, and that he should not touch anything that was tainted with the aura of a Saint.
Once touched, karma would be formed.
The stronger one's cultivation was, the more one feared karma.
The Dao of Karma was the most mysterious. Once one was tainted by the Karma of a Saint, it would bring about endless danger.
"Hu."
The Blood King took a deep breath and finally suppressed his thoughts.
However, he did not intend to give up just like that.
He guessed that a Saint had once cultivated here, and these offerings were used by the natives of this world to worship the Saint.
They prayed that the Saint could protect this world.
"I can't be reckless."
The Blood King's eyes darted around as he thought of a possibility.
He shook his wrist, and a water ball quickly condensed on his fingertip.
He controlled the water ball and slowly touched the altar.
Crack!
As expected, the moment it touched the altar, the water ball shattered.
Continue!
The Blood King did not believe it and continued experimenting. Finally, after countless experiments, the water ball successfully entered the altar.
Drip!
The water ball came to a copper bowl, and suddenly, a drop of water dripped down.
Immediately, the dim copper bowl emitted a terrifying power that swept through the entire North Sea.
"Oh no."
The Blood King saw this and knew that things were not good. With a thought, his body dissipated, turning into water droplets that fused into the North Sea.
Rumble!
The surface of the North Sea was turbulent.
With a bang, a water column soared into the sky. The Blood King appeared and retreated to the shore.
He was drenched, and his clothes were torn.
"How terrifying."
The Blood King's heart palpitated. If he had escaped a little slower, he would have died there.
His deep eyes stared fixedly at the North Sea.
After a long time, he gave up the idea of entering the North Sea again.
"With my current strength, it's almost impossible for me to step onto the altar."
The Blood King was ready to give up.
Buzz!
At this moment, his communication jade pendant rang.
Immediately after, he received a message that Mo Tao was dead.
Before he entered the North Sea, he had suppressed a few humans and asked them to help him gather information.
They were the ones who had sent the news of Mo Tao's death.
"What?"
The Blood King exclaimed.
Although Mo Tao was not as strong as him, he was considered very strong among False Saints.
He was only one step away from becoming a True Saint.
Even if it was him, he did not have absolute confidence in killing Mo Tao.
"Isn't the supreme law of this world incomplete?
Why would such a powerhouse appear? "
When he thought of the Saint's altar in the depths of the North Sea, he was even more shocked. He felt that this world was very unusual.
"We can't stay here for long."
The Blood King said in a deep voice.
In fact, when there was a commotion in the North Sea, Fang Chen had already received the news.
After sensing the Blood King's aura, he immediately came to the North Sea.
However, he found that the Blood King had disappeared.
"He's gone?"
Fang Chen stood above the North Sea and murmured.
Soon after, Yang Kun sent news that the Blood King had entered the spatial passage and returned to the Godfall Battlefield.
Fang Chen was a little surprised when he heard that.
Logically speaking, the Blood King was so powerful that he should not have been frightened by the news that he had killed Mo Tao.
Fang Chen frowned and pondered.
He looked at the vast sea.
"Was the commotion in the North Sea caused by the Blood King?"
Fang Chen muttered to himself.
"If he did, then there must be a secret in the North Sea."
The Blood King had obviously left in a hurry and returned directly to the Godfall Battlefield.
Fang Chen guessed that there might be a Saint at the bottom of the North Sea that had scared the Blood King away.
"Shall I go down and take a look?"
Fang Chen was eager to give it a try.
"My strength is not inferior to the Blood King's. If he can escape, so can I."
After making up his mind, Fang Chen sent a message to the pure-blooded Demon King.
Soon, the pure-blooded Demon King arrived at the North Sea and met up with Fang Chen.
The reason why he asked the pure-blooded Demon King to accompany him was that he had unsealed his inherited memories and knew some secrets of the ancient era.
He even knew more than Yang Kun and the others.
"You can hide in Mount Dongming."
Fang Chen briefly explained the situation, and the pure-blooded Demon King entered Mount Dongming.
Plop!
Fang Chen plunged into the North Sea.
The deeper he went, the greater the water pressure.
"What a terrifying pressure."
Fang Chen could not help but exclaim. No wonder no one came to the North Sea. They probably did not dare to come.
In the Primordial Chaos, no one except him could withstand the water pressure of the North Sea.
Fang Chen was even more convinced that the North Sea was extraordinary.
Thousands of miles below the North Sea.
Fang Chen discovered a dilapidated palace. At this moment, he was surrounded by a halo of sword Qi that blocked the powerful water pressure.
"A palace?"
Seeing the dilapidated palace, Fang Chen exclaimed.
"Was there a battle here?"
Judging from its dilapidated appearance, there should have been a strong battle.
"Be careful."
After Fang Chen entered the dilapidated palace, the pure-blooded Demon King's voice came from Mount Dongming.
His voice was heavy as if he had discovered something.
"What do you know?" Fang Chen asked.
"Look at the altar in front," the pure-blooded Demon King said. "The water pressure swept through the entire dilapidated palace, but it could not get close to the altar."
Fang Chen's gaze fell on the altar and saw some offerings.
"Offerings?
Is someone offering to the heavens here? "
On the altar, there were golden fruits, black vines, weapons, pills, and so on.
"This place is not simple."
The pure-blooded Demon King's voice was even heavier. "That fruit is a Metal Origin Fruit. It contains the origin of metal. It's very difficult for ordinary Saints to obtain it.
"And that black vine is an ancient black vine tree from ancient times. It's said that its body is indestructible. A single leaf can be refined into a supreme weapon.
"And that golden paper contains the power of a Saint.
"…"
With every word the pure-blooded Demon King said, Fang Chen's heart trembled more and more.
"What?"
Fang Chen's eyes widened.
What was this place? Who was the altar worshipping?
Why were there such precious offerings?
The fruit containing the origin, the black vine tree, the paper containing the power of a Saint …
This was only a small portion of the offerings. The rest was shrouded in a hazy light and could not be seen clearly.
Fang Chen's heart trembled. His blood flowed faster.
"These offerings are most likely worshipping a Saint."
The pure-blooded Demon King said.
"Worshipping a Saint?"
Fang Chen was speechless. He recalled the Blood King leaving the primordial chaos in a hurry. He figured it out.
"The Blood King touched the altar and retreated in fear?"
Saints were legendary super experts second only to the Primordial Chaos.
If one did not become a Saint, they would be reduced to ashes.
"Could it be that a Saint once appeared in the primordial chaos?"
Fang Chen gradually came to a realization.
He guessed that a Saint had once appeared in the primordial chaos, and these offerings were worshipping that Saint.
This altar represented the past prosperity of the Primordial Chaos!
He licked his dry lips, his heart racing.
The palace was dilapidated, the supreme laws were incomplete, and the Saints had long disappeared.
This altar seemed to be on the verge of shattering.
And the offerings were still intact.
If he could obtain even one of these things, it would be a joyous occasion.
"Can I get it?"
Fang Chen was eager to give it a try.
However, he was still rather vigilant, especially when he knew that the Blood King had left the primordial chaos because of this matter.
"I don't recommend you try."
The pure-blooded Demon King said.
A Saint's means were heaven-defying. If one was tainted by a Saint's aura, they would form karma with the Saint.
"I'll give it a try. If there's any danger, I'll leave immediately."
Fang Chen could not help but feel excited.
He reached out and touched the altar excitedly.
Buzz!
When he touched the altar, the world suddenly changed colors and the North Sea shook.
He panicked and wanted to retreat, but it was too late.