The giant sacrificial altar was like a majestic mountain stretching across the region!
Chu Feng had just approached the altar when he was overwhelmed by the sensation of having to shoulder the blue sky—all the bones in his body began to creak and groan.
At this time, he was like a little bug facing off against the vast starry skies. That which he was facing was boundlessly vast and ancient.
Standing there, his body had been suppressed until he was on the verge of splitting into several pieces. The sensation of being suppressed was almost stifling and seemed as though it would rip him apart.
The altar was simple and unadorned. It had stood there for many long years and the stone steps were the only way up to the top.
Chu Feng strode forth with difficulty. Highly concentrated spiritual energy seeped out from his forehead to deduce the domains therein. He then advanced without hesitation and moved upwards.
