At the top of the huge altar, a burly and majestic black-robed old man with golden hair flying stood in the void.

Around him, a little starlight flickered, and then the starlight became brighter and brighter, like an immeasurable galaxy, the light was bright, and the old man set off was like a god.

"Ables!"

After Jiang Sinan saw this old man, the chill in his eyes was even stronger, and a strong killing intent surged in his heart, it was this person who killed his third uncle!

Li Jinlong was taken aback, and hurriedly pulled Jiang Sinan and said: "Young master, you can't do it here, not to mention that there are many barbarian masters here, and the big people of the Star Hall must have arrived, and doing it here is simply looking for death!"

Jiang Sinan's eyes slowly regained his calm, and he said lightly to him: "Don't worry, I know what to do!"

The two hid in the crowd, crouching on the ground, and the fanatical barbarians around them did not notice their movements at all.

At the front of all the crowd were eighteen old men with majestic faces, and behind them were many elite guards with armor, all of whom also had a look of reverence on their faces.

These eighteen old men were the most powerful eighteen tribal chiefs of the barbarians, and now they all gathered to participate in the ritual of sacrificing to the heavens.

The stars flickered around him, creating all kinds of visions and miracles, and he glanced around with satisfaction, then took out a golden silk scroll from his bosom and recited the words of sacrifice to the heavens in a low, vicissitudes of life.

Even if Jiang Sinan couldn't understand the language of the barbarians, he could still feel that there was a majestic and mysterious temptation in Ables's voice, and the fanatical eyes of the millions of people below seemed to be about to erupt into flames.

Jiang Sinan's soul vaguely felt that in the sky above the millions of barbarians, it gradually condensed into an ethereal aura, exuding the vastness of the ancient ancestors, and there was an incomparably grand atmosphere.

That ethereal aura converged in the void at the very top, and then was absorbed by the altar, making the whole altar seem even more extraordinary and mysterious.

"What is this, the power of faith cohesion?"

Jiang Sinan's eyes were full of doubt, and that ethereal aura made him feel an extreme danger, and then he felt that this piece of heaven and earth seemed to have rejected him.

But Li Jinlong on the side didn't react at all, as if he didn't feel anything wrong at all.

The ritual was carried out throughout the day, in which many processes such as sacrifices, chanting, fasting, and offerings were performed by Abers and his disciples.

Millions of barbarian people knelt down for a whole day, but there was no impatience, but the fanatical color on their faces became more and more intense, Jiang Sinan vaguely felt that in their souls, wisps of air flowed out, converging into the void, that ethereal breath.

It's a different place.

The ethereal aura emanating from the altar seemed to form a natural prison, isolating the outside world, only Jiang Sinan was out of place here, and he felt very uncomfortable.

He vaguely felt that this so-called ritual of sacrificing to the heavens was not simple, as if it was hiding some kind of secret.

It wasn't until nightfall, when the sky was full of stars and brilliant, that this huge ceremony of worshipping the heavens gradually came to an end.

Jiang Sinan found that the fanatical color in the eyes of the group of people around him gradually faded, and began to reveal a clear color, but he still maintained enough awe for the huge altar.

"The triennial ritual of worshiping the heavens is to worship the mother of the earth who gave birth to our barbarians, and the god of stars who raised our barbarians, under the protection of the mother of the earth and the god of stars, we barbarians will definitely be able to conquer this world and become the masters of this world!"

Arburgs's voice was loud and vicissitudes, but it was extremely inflammatory, causing the barbarians below to cry wildly.

"Now, at the most anticipated moment, the messenger of the God of Stars, the immortals of the Star Hall will find a young man with extraordinary talent from our barbarian people to join the Star Hall and practice the supreme secret method of immortality!

Abers's words made the millions of barbarians boil, and their eyes showed an incomparably excited light, especially those teenagers, who were all eager to try and excited.

At the top of the huge altar, as if the void was cracked, a silver galaxy was born, and the countless stars above the void seemed to be moved, illuminating the brilliant starlight, making the entire altar glow, like a treasure.

In the sky above the galaxy, seven sword lights flew down, and on them stood seven figures with powerful breaths.

The leader is a heroic young man, eighteen or nineteen years old, but he is already a great master of the innate ninefold, his eyes are terrifying, his expression is indifferent, with a hint of arrogance.

Beside him were three young men of the same age as him, with handsome faces, and they had all reached the innate sevenfold cultivation, and the other three were old men in black robes, with gloomy faces and a cold atmosphere, all of them were cultivators of the True Heaven Realm.

As soon as these seven figures appeared, all the barbarians were extremely excited, and they all knelt down and kowtowed.

The young man at the head was obviously satisfied, and nodded at Ables.

With a hint of awe on his face, Abers bowed to everyone respectfully, and then said loudly below: "All the barbarian people obey the order, and all young people under the age of twenty who have reached the innate realm of cultivation should come forward and stand under the altar!"

Everyone looked expectantly at the area shrouded in starlight under the altar.

Those teenagers who met the conditions were extremely excited, and with a pilgrimage-like mentality, they walked out of the crowd and slowly disappeared into the starlight.

Jiang Sinan roughly calculated, there were more than 900 people, and he was a little shocked, it seems that the background of the barbarian race should not be underestimated.

An Innate Realm master under the age of twenty can be regarded as a genius anywhere, but there are so many people among the barbarians.

"You should already know, now I will open the Starlight Body Array, the longer you persist in the Starlight Body Array, the stronger your talent is, as long as you can hold on to it for an hour, you can join the Sacred Star Palace!"

Abers looked at the more than 900 teenagers below, and was also very satisfied, the number of people who met the conditions this year was more than 100 more than three years ago, it seems that the barbarians are becoming more and more prosperous.

Abers bowed respectfully to the handsome young man and said, "Lord Qiyu, everyone is ready!"

"Then let's get started!" said the young man casually.

The three old men behind him nodded, and at the same time struck a palm towards the top of the altar, and a roar sounded, and the altar was gradually filled with incomparably rich starlight, enveloping all the teenagers in an instant.

It was as if the light of hundreds of millions of stars shot out from the distant void, and the whole world was brightened, and the whole body of the altar emitted a brilliant silver light, which was full of brilliance.

And in the perception of Jiang Sinan's divine soul, that ethereal breath completely disappeared from the altar in an instant.