# Chapter 1922: Evil Altar
In the past, Immortal Fortune Mountain had only a single main peak, with the azure palace existing at its summit.
Now, however, Immortal Fortune Mountain presented five peaks of equal height, with heaven and earth sacred qi abundant beyond measure—clearly a piece of awakened divine soil.
"The Sky-Connecting Divine Wood's trunk probably won't be so easy to take away," Zhang Ruochen thought to himself.
Immediately, he extended his spiritual power into the Qiankun Realm and transmitted his voice: "Senior Divine Wood, can you sense where the trunk is?"
The branches and leaves of the Sky-Connecting Divine Wood trembled slightly, releasing a strange power out of the Qiankun Realm.
This power was extremely subtle; even a Great Saint might not be able to detect it.
In no time, that strange power returned to the Qiankun Realm, and the Sky-Connecting Divine Wood spoke: "The trunk is underground. A force is isolating it, and I can only sense it vaguely."
"Underground?"
Zhang Ruochen showed a hint of surprise.
Still, he breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the trunk hadn't been taken by the Death Clan, that was good.
Legend had it that a supreme treasure was nurtured within the Sky-Connecting Divine Wood's trunk, possibly involving the secrets of becoming a god. It absolutely could not fall into the hands of the Death Clan.
Activating Spatial Displacement, Zhang Ruochen silently infiltrated underground.
The underground of Immortal Fortune Mountain was actually hollow, with an extremely vast space filled with an overwhelmingly dense death evil qi that was suffocating.
Following the guidance of the Sky-Connecting Divine Wood, Zhang Ruochen quickly locked onto the trunk's location.
An altar came into Zhang Ruochen's view. It was enormous, over three hundred zhang in diameter, inscribed with countless strange secret patterns, releasing an eerie power that continuously absorbed the spiritual qi of heaven and earth.
Clearly visible above the altar was a Death God shadow over five hundred zhang tall, holding a Death God Scythe, wearing a faintly glowing bracelet on its wrist, with twelve beads all extremely solid and condensed.
As it absorbed more and more spiritual qi from heaven and earth, the Death God shadow grew increasingly solid, showing signs of rising even higher.
In comparison, the Death God shadow condensed by the Black Flame General was far too weak—less than one percent of this.
"This altar is very strange. It's not absorbing ordinary spiritual qi of heaven and earth, but seems to be absorbing the revival power of the Kunlun Realm," Zhang Ruochen said, his gaze sharpening.
He had personally entered more than one awakened divine land and was very familiar with this power, confident he wasn't mistaken.
The Death Clan setting up an altar to absorb the revival power of the Northern Domain was no small matter.
Even if only a portion was absorbed, the impact would be enormous.
On the altar sat three figures, arranged in a Three Talents formation—two men and one woman, all dressed in white robes, their aura completely merged with the altar.
They were White Robe Priests from the Death God Temple, of high status and great power. Even Death Clan generals had to treat them with utmost respect.
"Shua."
A White Robe Priest with a vertical eye on his forehead suddenly opened his eyes, casting his gaze toward Zhang Ruochen's hiding place.
"Someone dares to intrude? Death Knights, go and eliminate that person," the White Robe Priest with the vertical eye said coldly.
"Shua."
"Shua."
...
With several sounds of air being torn, six Death Knights clad in Death God armor charged out.
Death Knights were carefully cultivated by the Death God Temple, akin to the Scarlet Angels of the Blood Battle Divine Temple. Each one was extremely powerful, comparable to a Dao Domain realm divine son.
The Undying Death Temple's Death Knights were imitations of the Death God Temple's Death Knights, with a vast gap between them.
All six Death Knights wielded Death God Scythes, like true Deaths walking the world, reaping the souls of all living beings.
Seeing the six Death Knights charging at him, Zhang Ruochen's eyes flickered with surprise. "I've been discovered."
He thought he had hidden himself extremely well, with his aura completely concealed and the chance of exposure very low. He hadn't expected to be found so quickly, which was somewhat unexpected.
Since that was the case, he had no choice but to fight.
Vast sacred qi and blood qi surged from the seven apertures of his palm, condensing into a towering Nether King shadow.
"Seven-Aperture Blood Nether Palm."
Zhang Ruochen shouted, striking out with all his might.
The Nether King shadow's palm pushed forward, endless blood qi surging to form a vast sea of blood, threatening to drown everything.
The six Death Knights acted simultaneously, swinging their Death God Scythes, combining their power to slash out a black scythe light.
"All Living Beings Shall Die."
Clearly, they sensed Zhang Ruochen's terror and had no choice but to join forces against him.
The black scythe light was incredibly sharp, as if it could tear everything apart.
"Crack."
The sea of blood was torn apart by the black scythe light, rapidly dissipating.
When the sea of blood completely disappeared, the scythe light also dispersed, its power exhausted.
"Shua."
Seizing the opportunity, Zhang Ruochen activated Spatial Displacement, instantly appearing behind the six Death Knights.
The Abyssal Ancient Sword appeared in his hand, vibrating slightly as countless time imprints emerged.
With increased combat experience, Zhang Ruochen's understanding of "Luminous Moon Like a Song" had undoubtedly deepened, and the power he unleashed naturally grew stronger.
"Whoosh."
A sword shadow flashed, and the heads of the six Death Knights were all severed.
"Bang."
"Bang."
...
Zhang Ruochen struck with incredible speed, shattering the heads of the six Death Knights, completely annihilating them.
Even though the Death Clan was special, once their heads were shattered and their sacred souls extinguished, they too were surely dead.
Seeing this, the White Robe Priest with the vertical eye flew into a rage. "Hmph! You dare kill Death Knights? I sentence you to death."
As he spoke, he extended a finger and gently pressed forward.
"Boom."
Countless death light beams erupted, forming a stream that blasted toward Zhang Ruochen.
In response, Zhang Ruochen also extended a finger and pressed forward.
"Space Rift."
Space instantly shattered, forming a space rift several zhang long.
The stream formed by the death light beams was completely swallowed by the space rift, not a single attack reaching Zhang Ruochen.
"So you're a space cultivator. No wonder you could infiltrate silently. But since you're in, don't think about leaving," the sole female priest said coldly.
She slowly extended a hand, and vast death power surged, condensing into a black hand hundreds of zhang wide, grabbing at Zhang Ruochen.
The black hand contained terrifying power, nearly suppressing the entire underground space.
"These three are formidable—none of them are weaker than me."
Zhang Ruochen chose not to fight head-on. Gripping the Space-Time Secret Scripture, he broke through the black hand's suppression of space and activated Spatial Displacement.
The black hand grabbed down, but only caught an afterimage. Zhang Ruochen's true body had already left the underground space.
Without any pause, Zhang Ruochen activated Great Space Teleportation, appearing nine hundred li away.
After performing more than a dozen Great Space Teleportations in succession, Zhang Ruochen left Immortal Fortune Mountain and appeared outside the Northern Domain camp.
He retreated decisively to avoid arousing the Death Clan's suspicion and exposing the Sky-Connecting Divine Wood's trunk.
From his brief investigation, Zhang Ruochen had confirmed that the Sky-Connecting Divine Wood's trunk was beneath that evil altar and had likely not yet been discovered by the Death Clan.
"I need to inform Senior Brother Zhen Yuan about the altar," Zhang Ruochen said, his expression somewhat serious.
Immediately, he entered the Northern Domain camp and went straight to find Zhen Yuan.
Meanwhile, in the underground space of Immortal Fortune Mountain, the White Robe female priest's face turned very ugly. She had personally acted, yet let Zhang Ruochen escape.
"This person's Way of Space is so strong—he could break through the space blockade here. Who on earth is he?" the White Robe female priest frowned.
The White Robe Priest with the vertical eye said angrily, "Six Death Knights, and he killed them all with one sword. Infuriating."
The last White Robe elder with green hair spoke gravely, "What I'm worried about now is whether that person discovered the secret here? Source Demon Divine Son ordered the three of us to guard this place. If anything goes wrong, none of us will have an easy time."
Hearing this, the White Robe Priest with the vertical eye and the White Robe female priest both showed grave expressions and fell silent.
Thinking of Source Demon Divine Son's terror, they couldn't help but shudder.
Unlike other divine sons, Source Demon Divine Son was the offspring of a deity from the Death God Temple, of supreme status and immense power. No one dared to provoke him.
"I'm not so worried about Source Demon Divine Son's side. It's that person from the Destiny Temple we must handle carefully," the White Robe female priest said.
No sooner had she spoken than ripples spread through the underground space. Three dark lights descended, revealing three figures.
Leading them was a graceful woman, tall with long, straight legs. A veil covered her face, revealing only a pair of eyes as bright as black gems.
She exuded an indescribable special aura that made people want to worship her.
Behind the graceful woman stood a man and a woman, both appearing young, yet the aura emanating from them was extremely powerful—not inferior to the three White Robe Priests, and even surpassing them.
Seeing the graceful woman, the three White Robe Priests all changed color drastically. They stood up, flew off the altar, and bowed, saying, "Greetings, Milady."
The White Robe female priest's body trembled slightly. This was truly a case of fearing something and having it come.
The graceful woman's gaze was cold, locking onto the White Robe female priest. "How do you intend to handle me?"
The White Robe female priest trembled even more violently. "Please forgive me, Milady. This subordinate meant no offense and will never dare to repeat it."
The graceful woman slowly extended a hand and pointed a finger at the White Robe female priest.
Instantly, a ray of destiny light flew from her jade finger and entered the White Robe female priest's body.
"Ah! Milady, spare me! Spare me!" the White Robe female priest screamed in agony, collapsing to the ground and writhing violently.
The destiny divine light acted directly on her soul. The pain was indescribable, unbearable for anyone.
The White Robe Priest with the vertical eye and the green-haired White Robe Priest stood in terrified silence, not daring to say a word.
This woman before them was one of the three candidates most likely to become the Destiny Temple's Divine Maiden, and also the object of Source Demon Divine Son's pursuit. They couldn't afford to offend her.
Seeing the White Robe female priest about to collapse, the graceful woman withdrew the destiny light and said coldly, "If there's a next time, I will kill you without mercy."
The White Robe female priest caught her breath, stood up, and said, "Thank you, Milady. This subordinate will never dare to do it again."
"Who will tell me what happened here?" the graceful woman said.
The green-haired White Robe Priest quickly replied, "Reporting to Milady, a mysterious space cultivator just broke in, killed six Death Knights, and then escaped."
Hearing this, the graceful woman waved her hand. A ball of destiny light flew out, forming a mirror that displayed scenes of Zhang Ruochen in the underground space.
"How could it be him?"
A strange light flashed in the graceful woman's eyes. "It's the Heir of Time and Space, Zhang Ruochen. You two go and capture him. Remember, bring him back alive."
"Yes, Milady."
The man and woman standing behind the graceful woman responded.
Immediately, the two turned into afterimages and swiftly flashed out of the underground space.