Chapter 759: The Ancient Saint Altar

At this moment, everything in heaven and earth had changed.

Saint was completely surrounded. The Three-Star Clan members around him glared fiercely, their eyes bloodshot as if they had taken drugs, staring at Saint.

The feeling that they could self-destruct at any moment made Saint feel that this time he might be doomed.

Lin Fan directly lifted the furnace lid, looked at Saint surrounded in the center, and couldn't help but laugh loudly.

"Supreme Saint, you didn't expect things to turn out like this, did you? That You saw the situation was bad and decisively fled, abandoning you outright. It seems your bond isn't very deep."

Lin Fan shook his head and sighed, feeling sorrowful, as if he pitied Saint for what he was about to face.

"Beast! I am the Supreme of the Ancient Clan, blessed by the Heavenly Will. You want to kill me? You don't have the ability!"

Saint roared angrily. The situation was now very troublesome. These Three-Star Clan members were raised by him, and he knew the power of their self-destruction well. Especially the power generated by the Three-Star Clan member who had just self-destructed, which exceeded his imagination.

"Heavenly Will! Heavenly Will! Heavenly Will!"

Facing a desperate situation, Saint roared to the sky, his voice breaking through everything and reaching heaven and earth.

"Everyone step back. Saint is about to fight for his life."

Although Lin Fan didn't know exactly what Saint was going to do, he dared not underestimate him.

After all, a Supreme was a Supreme. Even at the end of his rope, he was not something Lin Fan could compare to.

And more importantly, important things must be said three times.

Just now, Saint had shouted 'Heavenly Will' three times, so he was definitely going to unleash his ultimate power.

Boom!

A loud noise suddenly came.

In the void, a bottomless black vortex appeared abruptly. Within this vortex, a chilling power was contained.

This power... could it be... the Heavenly Will?

Everyone looked up, even Lin Fan couldn't help but raise his head to gaze.

"I am the Supreme of the Ancient Clan. Today, the humiliation you have brought me will be washed away with your blood." Saint raised his hands, his eyes vicious. He knew that if he didn't fight for his life today, he might fall here.

He was the Supreme of the Ancient Clan; how could he be killed by these ants?

That despicable 'You' actually dared to flee in fear. Once he killed these hateful ants, he would make 'You' pay a heavy price.

Bang!

Saint's body suddenly burst open, creating a bloody wound. But no blood flowed out; instead, a mysterious aura spiraled out and merged with the void vortex.

Boom!

The vortex exploded, and a curtain of light cascaded down like a waterfall.

The light was dazzling, the aura vibrant, shocking everyone.

"This is the Eternal Throne."

From the vortex, a throne descended upon the world, ruling over all.

On the throne, clouds swirled, majestic and domineering, intimidating all directions. The eternal aura drew everyone's gaze.

Saint stepped forward, and with him at the center, ripples spread outward in circles. With each ripple, Saint's aura grew stronger.

In an instant, a massive altar rose abruptly from these ripples. Saint stood upon this altar, and his entire aura became mysterious.

The moment the altar appeared, heaven and earth shook, and the void continuously shattered, as if suffering severe damage.

Lin Fan frowned. On this altar, he sensed a strange aura, very familiar, as if he had encountered it before.

In an instant, Lin Fan's eyes widened in disbelief.

On the altar, amidst the clouds, one scene after another appeared.

"Sacrifice!"

"Sacrifice!"

In these scenes, countless beings sacrificed various treasures, praying for various benefits.

Some sought power, some sought wealth, some sought authority.

Lin Fan even saw the modern world he had once lived in.

In a dark room, a group of modern people in black robes recited mysterious incantations before a drawn star array.

In the center of the star array was a platform, and on the platform lay a woman, like an offering.

This scene quickly faded, replaced by another.

"This is the Ancient Saint Altar, which enhances one's strength by fulfilling the sacrificer's requests through sacrifice." Feng Qingzi was shocked at the sight.

"How is this possible? How is this possible?" Feng Qingzi's expression changed drastically, as if struck by a blow, his face turning deathly pale.

"Senior, what do you mean?" Nanwu Saint Emperor and the Female Emperor looked confused, not understanding what was so special about this altar that it caused such a reaction.

"Hahaha, Feng Qingzi, now you understand. All of this is your own doing. The Ancient Clan grew stronger precisely because of you myriad races."

"It is because of your greedy sacrifices that the Heavenly Will of the Ancient Clan became stronger."

Saint laughed wildly, his eyes flashing with madness.

He wanted to become the most powerful among the Ancient Clan Supremes.

And this Ancient Saint Altar was his only foundation.

"I never thought that we ourselves caused all this." Feng Qingzi said in disbelief.

A long, long time ago, the Heavenly Will was not invincible.

Among the myriad races, there were countless geniuses, and even some who could contend with the Heavenly Will.

But as time passed, they found that the Ancient Clan grew stronger while the myriad races grew weaker, until finally, the Heavenly Will of the Ancient Clan became supreme and invincible in the world.

All of this, to Feng Qingzi, might have seemed like the Ancient Clan was too strong, plundering too many resources and thus growing powerful.

But now, it seemed not to be the case.

Instead, it was the beings of the myriad races who had elevated the Ancient Clan to the throne.

"That's right, all of this is your own doing. You can't blame the Ancient Clan. But today, you will all die here. I will use the power accumulated over countless years by the Ancient Saint Altar to completely suppress you."

Saint laughed madly.

Boom!

In an instant, a powerful force erupted from the Ancient Saint Altar.

This force was so strong that no one could resist it.

"Damn, so even I once contributed to the Ancient Clan's power."

Lin Fan wasn't stupid; after hearing this, how could he not understand the situation?

Back in the Xuanhuang Realm, Lin Fan had always thought that sacrifice was a good thing.

As long as you had enough treasures, you could accomplish anything.

Now it seemed that all of this was just strengthening the Ancient Clan.

Hum!

Suddenly, a beam of light burst from the Ancient Saint Altar, enveloping Saint.

"Kid, you thought hiding in this furnace was fun, didn't you? Now I'll make you stay in that furnace forever."

"How could this be?"

At that moment, Lin Fan's expression changed drastically. From the Ancient Saint Altar, a giant hand suddenly extended. This hand was pitch black, blotting out the sky, reaching for the Heaven and Earth Furnace.

The Heaven and Earth Furnace uncontrollably flew toward the Ancient Saint Altar.

"My good disciple..." Feng Qingzi saw this and his expression changed drastically. He wanted to help, but found that the power emanating from the altar was like a wall, preventing them from moving forward.

"Damn, this is serious. Saint's hatred for me is off the charts; he wants to kill me first."

At this moment, Lin Fan panicked.

For the first time, he realized that hiding in the Heaven and Earth Furnace wasn't absolutely safe.

"Old man, you guys go first. I have the furnace to protect me; I'll be fine. Jie, take them away from here." Lin Fan roared. He hadn't expected Saint to become so monstrous after unleashing his ultimate power.

What the hell was this Ancient Saint Altar? Did it have to be so monstrous?

Jie had been converted by Lin Fan, so he naturally obeyed. In an instant, he wrapped Nanwu Saint Emperor and the Female Emperor and vanished into the void.

"You will all die, but before that, I will kill this brat first."

Clearly, Saint's hatred for Lin Fan had reached its peak.