The huge altar shook violently, and after the shaking gradually stopped, a white halo of light overflowed from the bronze pillar and condensed above the altar.

“... Who is it!??Disturb my slumber!?"

In the white halo, an ethereal immortal voice sounded, and under the sight of Xiu Yu and the others, they saw a hazy fairy shadow with a half-cut body slowly emerging.

The half-cut immortal body is like a phantom shadow, hidden in the white halo of the void, making it impossible to see the true face. The ethereal and soft aura and the dark red and turbid space seem incompatible.

"There are still remnants of immortals here!?" Xiu Yu showed a shocked expression, and the appearance of the immortal was reflected in his eyes.

Nangong Ruoxi's slender eyebrows frowned slightly, and her soft face also changed in shock, she was stunned and condensed into the white light fairy body, as if she was prepared for the worst.

"It's you...... Two milky hairy children...... Destroying my sleeping place......"

The voice of the immortal was faint and ethereal, as if it was coming from all sides of the altar, and he floated in front of the two of them, but he couldn't see how the immortal spoke at all......

Nangong Ruoxi was stunned, glanced at Xiu Yu, took a step forward, and then said with a slight body: "Immortals, don't blame, we just broke into this place by accident and disturbed the immortals' sleep, so let's leave quickly...!"

As her words fell, her eyes hurriedly motioned to Xiu Yu, reached out and pulled his arm, and stepped back.

The two walked down the altar.

But just as he got off the altar, the ethereal fairy sound sounded again, accompanied by an awe-inspiring majesty!

"Come back to me...!"

The heavy voice froze the two of them in place, Xiu Yu tried, and found that his body was no longer able to move. He looked down at the soles of his feet, and it turned out that there was a white silk thread on the soles of his feet, sticking to him.

On the side, Nangong Ruoxi also stood still, her back to the altar, her face sank slightly, and she apologized and said: "Please also ask the immortals to forgive us, we really didn't intend to break into your forbidden area, let alone intentionally disturb your sleep, and please be magnificent, don't blame and be angry......"

"Turn ......"

The immortal didn't seem to listen to her, but a ethereal voice twisted the two of them's bodies over.

The eyes of the two of them fell on the hazy immortal body, and the immortal voice immediately sounded in the ears of the two:

"Who are you, and why did you break in here?"

Nangong Ruoxi replied respectfully: "Back to the immortals, the little woman is a descendant of Nangong and is from Nangong City. Today is just an accidental intrusion, disturbing the sleep of the immortals, and please forgive the immortals......"

Xiu Yu didn't answer on the side, his eyes stared at the hazy fairy shadow, as if he wanted to see through the fairy shadow.

"Nangong descendants......" The voice of the immortal was puzzled, and only after a little was he relieved: "The people of the Nangong family ......"

"What's your name?"

"Nangong Ruoxi, the forty-ninth generation......" Nangong Ruoxi lowered her head slightly and responded.

The immortal's voice sank a little again, and Xiu Yu saw that in the white halo, the half-hazy body seemed to flicker faintly.

"The 49th generation...... I didn't expect that a thousand years have passed, it's really a long time, and the mulberry field is ruthless......"

The immortal suddenly let out an emotional sigh, its white halo gradually dissipated in the deep sigh, the hazy immortal light dispersed, and a body loomed.

After a few breaths, in the eyes of the two of them, they saw an old man wearing an ancient fairy robe, but the fairy robe was tattered, and the remnant body wearing a clean crown but rotten and rusty appeared.

The old man with a crippled body was only half of his body, and a drop of blood dripped down the fairy robe and fell to the ground. Its chest was pierced, and the bloody cave made people's scalp tingle, and there were many blood marks on half of its body, which looked shocking!

"You are that immortal...?" Xiuyu's eyes changed color sharply when he saw the immortal's remnant body, and his voice was slightly startled, as if he felt incredible, "You are not dead yet, this is your body?"

Nangong Ruoxi's face also became solemn.

The voice of the immortal sounded, this time it was no longer ethereal, no longer illusory, but directly from the mouth of the old man, with a sense of decay and ruin: "A thousand years have passed, and I have long since fallen-"

"The mighty immortal tribulation, the fall of all souls, I died in the battle of immortals three thousand years ago, but after the end of the war of immortals for more than a thousand years, a wisp of unwilling consciousness has re-condensed and embedded in the bronze pillar of this altar, and I have survived ......."

"Sure enough, it's really an immortal...... Xiu Yu said secretly, at first he thought that something was pretending to be a ghost, but it wasn't until he saw such a broken and ugly body of an immortal that he faintly believed it.

Such a broken body could only be seen by him in the first tomb in the world, the tomb of the gods, the dead gods and demons.

Nangong Ruoxi asked softly: "Dare to ask the name of the immortals, since the immortals know the Nangong family, presumably the deeds of the immortals should be recorded in the Nangong family tree......

The old man was still floating in the air, and drops of blood kept dripping to the ground. His voice had a hint of death, and it seemed to be about to collapse in the next moment, "I am ...... It's just a nobody... Don't say it......"

"Since it's my deceased...... Depart... My remnants have lost the protection of the altar, and it will not be long before they will die out completely......"

As he spoke, a trace of black gas appeared on the face of the broken old man, like the breath of death, entwined from hell, and the broken immortal body seemed to be decayed and annihilated!

Seeing this, Xiu Yu hurriedly asked in a loud voice: "Immortal, what happened back then? Why did the Immortal War happen? What is the secret of the wasteland? What is the existence of this altar!?"

Since he was a former immortal and participated in the battle of immortals, then he may know the reason for the battle of immortals......

He waited for the old man's answer, but after a long time, the entire altar space was as silent as death, and even a particle of stone falling on the ground could be felt.

Seeing this, Nangong Ruoxi explained aloud, and her title also changed, "Senior, what happened back then, why was there such an earth-shattering battle of immortals?"

Compared to Xiuyu, she knows a lot. The battle of immortals back then, not only immortals, but also countless cultivators, was a war that lasted for many years!

The old man's voice was silent for a long time, and the blood that fell to the ground soaked down. Although it was transformed by remnant thoughts, such a real body, such a dazzling scar, if it had not been fatally damaged, it would not have been this dilapidated and decaying appearance when the remnant consciousness was derived.

The two waited silently, until the blood on the ground completely soaked into the altar, turned into wisps of residual light, and finally dissipated, and the voice of the old man gradually sounded.

"It's been too long... What little remnant of my memory is left can hardly carry such a chaotic memory...... I am an immortal, but I have not finished my thoughts, and I have not yet exhausted my knowledge, so I can use this place to survive......"

"What happened in the past years is so shocking that I have long been blurred......"

Xiu Yu listened, his brows slowly tightened. Although the old man did not answer, he could get a lot of clues from his words.

The old man with a broken body has long since died, leaving behind only a wisp of dust, and the memories of the past have long been abandoned. Besides, thousands of years have passed, and it is normal not to remember, or even to blur.

But from the words of the crippled old man, he said a sentence to survive with the help of this place......

Could it be that this dead immortal doesn't know how the altar was formed?

If he speculated like this, he probably wouldn't know the secrets that existed in the wasteland.

For a moment, his eyes turned to the old man again, and he found that his body was becoming illusory, and the dripping blood was disappearing at an extremely fast speed.

"Senior..."Nangong Ruoxi called in a low voice, this dead immortal was the ancestor of the Nangong family, she couldn't bear to watch this miserable senior dissipate......

The old man's body was dispersing, and his voice became illusory:

"The descendants of Nangong...... One of my thoughts is also my obsession...... Breathing for a thousand years...... After all, I can't escape the footsteps of death......"

"When I dissipate, I will put the last wisp of obsession into you...... I hope you can put my dust thoughts into the ancestral land of Nangong, and when the time comes, you will know where I came from......"

Wisps of white light appeared around the old man again, enveloping him in a white halo. The figure of the old man with a broken body became ethereal and immortal again, hazy and ethereal......

This hazy immortal body gradually turned into a glimmer of light, dissipating between heaven and earth.

Xiu Yu showed an impatient look on his face, he still had many questions that he hadn't asked clearly, how could the remnants of the immortals be dispersed like this, when the hazy immortal shadow had not completely dispersed, he tried his best to speak out and shouted: "Have the immortals seen the three grooves on the altar, what is the thing inside the groove...?"

The hazy fairy shadow turned into particles and completely dissipated. At the same time, a white light, from above the altar, rushed into Nangong Ruoxi's body.

Nangong Ruoxi's consciousness was in a trance, and then her eyes closed.

The entire altar became empty, and there was a mess everywhere, and the copper pillars were scattered in pieces, and there was no trace of the immortals except for the shattering and chaos.

Xiu Yu's body softened suddenly, and the white silk threads on the soles of his feet didn't know when they dissipated, and he realized that his body was already able to move.

He hurriedly jumped onto the altar in two steps, stood on the altar, looked around, and gazed at the sky, but found no sign of the immortals, not even the traces of the blood dripping from the immortals. It seemed that in such an instant, the immortal completely disappeared completely!

He searched for a while, and when he found that the immortal had really dissipated, he shook his head dejectedly and collected all his thoughts and doubts.

In the end, the immortal still failed to tell the secret of the three grooves on the altar.

He walked over to the cracked, five- or six-inch-deep pit mark, picked up the black shards, wiped them, and placed them in his arms.

It wasn't until he set his eyes on Nangong Ruoxi's body that he found that Nangong Ruoxi was already meditating cross-legged in place, and a faint cyan halo appeared on his body.

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