Danger lurked everywhere, every inch a potential killing field! Qian Jin felt the surrounding perils and could only laugh and shake his head. When the Qian family first entered the Altar, he was just a child, oblivious to the dangers around him. Recalling it now, that place too must have been riddled with lethal traps.

The Altar! One of the crucial pillars for every Bloodline Warrior family!

Passing through a maze of intricate passageways, Qian Jin knew he was now hundreds of meters underground, arriving at a vast, open area dominated by a massive, golden-yellow Altar, a hundred meters in diameter, resting silently at the center of the void.

Intricate magical inscriptions, like tadpoles, densely filled every square inch of the Altar! This was the very Altar used to unlock the bloodline power of countless Nine-Headed Serpent Bloodline warriors!

The Altar! The most secretive and important pillar of every Bloodline Warrior family! A unique existence that most ordinary people would never see in their entire lives; in another sense, it was the support that sustained the Zhence Dynasty through countless years.

Fen Tu Kuangge’s body trembled slightly. This was the legendary Altar? Even within the Fen Tu lineage, no one had ever seen an Altar like this.

Qian Jin frowned slightly. Fake! What are all these messy things carved here?

Pan Hongji slowly ascended the Altar, the Nine-Headed Serpent Bloodline Battle Form beginning to manifest around him, wisps of magical energy coiling around his fingertips.

Heavenly Extreme Awakening! All nine serpent heads of the Nine-Headed Serpent awakened, one of which possessed the unique ability: Spell Control!

Qian Jin gazed at Pan Hongji’s body, radiating oppressive power, feeling a tightness in his chest as if he couldn't breathe. This was the contemporary supreme leader of the Nine-Headed Serpent Bloodline family!

Spell Control! Rated by Duan Fengbu’er as one of the rarest and most valuable unique abilities within the Nine-Headed Serpent bloodline!

Tendrils of magical energy dispersed into the surrounding walls, and the space around the Altar began to slowly writhe, writhe, writhe—it was warping! As if the entire dimension was being thoroughly torn apart!

What is this? Qian Jin watched as Pan Hongji floated suspended in the air, and behind him, a colossal space! A space that did not belong to the Zhence Dynasty. A space constructed of black stones piled together.

Under a hazy, grey sky stretched a boundless expanse, with strange, irregularly shaped black stones of varying sizes scattered across the ground.

Bizarre! A truly uncanny space that made one feel uneasy just by glancing at it! Upon closer inspection, it revealed itself to be the ruins of a colossal battlefield, a special dimension where an unimaginable, earth-shattering war must have once taken place.

This is… ruins… Qian Jin’s eyes widened as he stared at the strange space. He hadn't expected the Pan family to place their Altar within a ruin they discovered, and moreover, a high-tier ruin whispered about in legends!

Within the territories of the Zhence Dynasty, the Demon Race, and the Barbarian Race, there existed numerous ruins, some discovered and others still hidden.

Adventurers classified these ruins into different tiers, much like the ruin of the Hua Yan Invisible Horse Bandit Group, which was merely a low-tier ruin found on the surface.

Higher-tier ruins often lacked any discernible physical entrance, and what they contained was even more unknown!

Pan Hongji hovered at the entrance to the ruin, emanating waves of formidable aura from within his body. Like a celestial being, he gently raised a hand: "Come."

Qian Jin took a step into the space, his body vibrating slightly. Could this truly be the First Altar belonging to the Nine-Headed Serpent family? How could such an Altar be counterfeited?

Black Gold! Eternal Black Gold!

The massive Altar was constructed with a single, complete block of Eternal Black Gold as its core. With a thickness of half a meter and a diameter of five meters, the Altar lay silently within this mysterious high-tier ruin.

There were no complex magical inscriptions, nor the dense inlays of magical gems and crystals one might imagine. All there was, was a colossal black disc structure, resembling a circular dueling stage.

Nine Nine-Headed Serpents, entirely forged and carved from Black Gold, coiled around the nine colossal Black Gold pillars surrounding the Altar—pillars that nine men couldn't encircle with their arms. Each serpent head atop every pillar bore a different expression, exuding a distinct aura, as if articulating the infinite possibilities of the Nine-Headed Serpent Bloodline Warriors.

Simultaneously, it gave one the distinct impression that these Nine-Headed Serpent sculptures, carved from Eternal Black Gold, were truly alive! Should they make the slightest move, they would instantly launch a world-destroying assault.

Qian Jin stared into the eyes of the serpent sculptures and clearly felt an immense pressure, a sensation so intense it made his soul palpitate and feel suppressed.

"This…"

Qian Jin looked at the Nine-Headed Serpent Altar. Though he had imagined what it might look like countless times in his mind, he never conceived it would appear like this.

Even setting aside the artistic value of the nine coiled serpent carvings, and ignoring the supreme ability of the Altar to awaken the Nine-Headed Serpent bloodline, merely calculating the worth based on that single massive piece of Eternal Black Gold made it impossible to ascertain its true value.

One gram, ten thousand gold!

Qian Jin recalled Uncle Gulaike’s notes on metallic materials, which stated that a single gram of Eternal Black Gold was exceedingly rare! Worth more than ten thousand gold! It was one of the strongest alchemy materials, one of the strongest equipment materials!

Such a massive block of Eternal Black Gold—Qian Jin’s breathing grew shallow. Was this the First Altar for the awakening of the Nine-Headed Serpent bloodline? Since acquiring ten million gold coins, he had thought money meant nothing. It turned out that was because the numerical value wasn't high enough. When the numerical value of wealth reaches a certain magnitude and is genuinely piled up before one… it is still an immense force!

This was the true foundational wealth of the Nine-Headed Serpent family? A colossal Altar made of Eternal Black Gold! It didn't even need magical inscriptions; it only featured a single Nine-Headed Serpent coiling around its perimeter!

This type of Altar… Qian Jin gasped. Even if he could craft one, obtaining such a massive piece of Eternal Black Gold was utterly impossible.

Were a Forgemaster or an Inscription Master to see such a colossal amount of Eternal Black Gold, they would likely go mad with excitement on the spot, or perhaps be frightened to death.

Qian Jin felt a strange gratitude for Uncle Black’s teachings. If he hadn't witnessed so many bizarre things in the Endless World, he probably would have been too terrified to even think straight.

This is the First Altar for the awakening of the Nine-Headed Serpent bloodline? A realization dawned in Qian Jin's mind. Then, the so-called Elf King's Bloodline Awakening Altar he stood before that day, in retrospect, must also have been fake! Just like the fake Altar he had just seen.

"Don't move!" Pan Hongji raised a hand, halting Qian Jin’s attempt to step onto the platform. His All-Seeing Eye, reputed to perceive everything, flashed with a trace of surprise again. Even if he, as a warrior, didn't know the value of the metal used for this platform, the sheer imposing aura alone should have been enough to instantly stun any warrior into silence.

Pan Hongji had not forgotten the moment he first saw this true Altar. His brain had simply stopped functioning; he was shaken to the deepest core of his soul by the Altar, remaining stunned for several minutes before recovering his senses. The Family Head at the time had praised him as an outstanding genius with exceptional composure.

Recovering in a few minutes meant I was a genius? Pan Hongji looked at Qian Jin. What would one call this kid, who recovered in mere seconds? A monster?

"Qian Jin, you cannot step onto this Altar." Pan Hongji floated down from above the Altar, landing before Qian Jin. "This Altar only recognizes warriors possessing the Nine-Headed Serpent bloodline. Any unauthorized person standing upon it will receive a violent backlash, a force even I find difficult to withstand."

Qian Jin cautiously eyed the Altar beneath his feet. He knew far too little about the altars used by bloodline warriors. Next time he had the chance in the Endless World, he would ask his Inscription teacher about it.

"You must have seen the Altar outside too, right?" Pan Hongji smiled and explained. "That wasn't just set up to mislead the Demon Race intending to infiltrate and destroy the true Altar. It also serves as the initial Altar for Nine-Headed Serpent bloodline warriors who have yet to awaken their bloodline power."

"The true Bloodline Altar unleashes an overly domineering shockwave when activating the bloodline power." Pan Hongji looked back at the Altar behind him. "When deeply dormant bloodline power is stimulated, it releases a torrent of fierce energy instantly, capable of causing the awakening warrior to explode and die. Only through the indirect conversion facilitated by space and the Altar can a warrior safely initiate their bloodline power for the first time."

Qian Jin nodded thoughtfully. Only warriors who had previously undergone one awakening could withstand the initial surge and truly approach this true Altar.

"Oh!" Duan Fengbu’er violently shook his head. "What just happened to me? There was clearly no sound here, yet I felt like I heard the roar of ten thousand serpents, and my blood nearly boiled over."

"Ten thousand serpents roaring?" Pan Hongji’s entire attention instantly focused on Duan Fengbu’er. "You heard the roar of ten thousand serpents?"

Duan Fengbu’er let out a long breath, as if expelling the emotions caused by the phantom roar. "Yes! I didn't just hear it; it felt like I saw it. Those Nine-Headed Serpents on the pillars—they all seemed to come alive in that instant. I felt like a portion of them wanted to surge into my body, and another portion wanted to coil around my arms, legs, and torso."

As expected! Pan Hongji’s chest rose and fell slightly. The intelligence regarding Duan Fengbu’er’s spontaneous bloodline awakening was indeed true! According to family records, only those who exhibit the 'Nine Shadows Appearing Together' phenomenon during their awakening experience such an illusion when facing the Altar! I experienced it too, back then… Lucifer Yuan Xunyu, with one beautiful eye fixed intently on the Nine-Headed Serpent Bloodline Altar, his high chest heaving violently, his hands trembling slightly almost uncontrollably. He felt an urge to rush forward and destroy the Altar.

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