Although Wang Chen was puzzled about this, he couldn't figure out the reason. He only thought that something must have gone wrong. After all, how could a third-order beast not condense a Demon Core?
However, when he saw that the sixth-order beast that was killed by the Great Elder didn't have a Demon Core, Wang Chen immediately realized the problem.
Could it be that Flaming Moon was the same as this beast? Was he one of those beasts that couldn't condense a Demon Core? What was going on? Why didn't he know about this strange beast? What was Flaming Moon's identity? At this moment, Wang Chen's mind was filled with doubts.
The group continued forward with doubts in their minds! Along the way, they encountered more than ten waves of attacks from beasts. Other than two fifth-order beasts, the rest were sixth-order beasts. Their strength was undeniable.
However, it was a pity that they were nothing to Wang Chen's team. Dongfang Niu Hao didn't even need to do anything. The two elders were enough to deal with them.
Wang Chen sighed to himself. Sure enough, the Middle Age wasn't a place that anyone could enter. Without the strength of an Emperor Warrior, one would be courting death. If he hadn't encountered Dongfang Niu Hao and the two elders, he would have died many times over. Especially in this place, any random Demonic Beast was a Fifth Rank Demonic Beast, a Sixth Rank Demonic Beast, and even a Seventh Rank Demonic Beast! These beasts weren't something that Wang Chen could fight against.
At the same time, Wang Chen was also surprised to find that these Demonic Beasts were all Demonic Beasts that he had never seen or heard of before! These beasts had one thing in common. They didn't have a Demon Core.
Although their levels were high, none of them had condensed a Demon Core. This puzzled Wang Chen. At the same time, Wang Chen and the two elders had strange expressions on their faces. Dongfang Niu Hao was the only one who didn't react.
After killing another sixth-order high-level beast, the group quickly moved forward and arrived at the center of the plain in the blink of an eye.
When the group of people arrived, they all stopped in their tracks at the same time with a shocked expression on their faces.
In front of him, the scene that unfolded made Wang Chen feel extremely shocked.
At this moment, a scene that connected heaven and earth appeared in the center of the plain 100 meters ahead.
A green altar had appeared in the center! The altar was square in shape. It was several hundred meters long, several hundred meters wide, and dozens of meters tall! It was like a pyramid rising up layer by layer, majestic and imposing!
The altar was shrouded in a transparent protective cover. Inside the protective cover, waves of light flowed, bringing with it a majestic energy aura. It protected the altar, as if it wanted to prevent anything from entering.
At the very center of the altar, a beam of seven-colored divine light shot into the sky, connecting the heavens and the earth like a divine pillar. It carried with it a majestic aura that came from ancient times, causing people to have the urge to worship it.
Inside the divine light, tiny specks of light floated and rotated like countless twinkling stars. It was a beautiful sight.
Seeing this, the group's eyes widened. They didn't expect such a place to be hidden in the Middle Ancient Realm.
What kind of momentum was this? What kind of magnificence was this? After thousands of years of wind and rain, the altar was still majestic as if it had just been built. In particular, the seven-colored divine light in the middle was even more frightening. A thousand years had not affected this altar in the slightest.
"The treasures of the Middle Ancient Realm!" The Great Elder was the first to come back to his senses and exclaimed loudly.
Hearing the Great Elder's words, Wang Chen squinted his eyes and looked at the altar.
At the highest point of the altar, around the seven-colored divine light, weren't there five or six things floating in the air?
The five or six small things floating around the divine light were the core and most important treasures of the Middle Ancient Realm. They were the things that everyone dreamed of obtaining.
"Prince Lu and the rest are really fast!" Dongfang Niu Hao muttered, pursing his lips.
At this moment, there were a few figures standing under the altar. Weren't they Prince Lu and the rest who had entered the core of the Middle Ancient Realm first?
His yellow robe and the five-colored golden crown on his head allowed people to recognize him at a glance.
"Let's go!" The Great Elder shouted at Wang Chen and the rest without hesitation.
The core of the Middle Ancient Realm had already appeared before everyone's eyes. How could he allow such an opportunity to slip by? How could he allow someone else to get it before him?
In the next moment, the group of people unleashed their maximum speed and rushed toward the altar.
The short distance of a hundred meters took only an instant for them to arrive before the altar.
Standing before the altar, they could feel how terrifying and majestic it was.
The altar was like a mountain! It was like a towering mountain standing in front of everyone, its majestic aura constantly affecting everyone. It gave people the urge to worship it and prostrate themselves before it. This was the purest power, the purest aura. It was also the most overbearing power.
"Senior Dongfang!" Prince Lu, who had just arrived, greeted Dongfang Niu Hao and the rest when he saw them.
Ever since Dongfang Niu Hao displayed the strength of an Ancestral Martial Artist, no one dared to disrespect him. In the northern borderline, Ancestral Martial Artists were like heaven and earth. No one could defy their will. Even a top-notch Emperor Martial Artist like Prince Lu, one of the top ten experts in the northern borderline, did not dare to slight them.
"Mm, the core of the Middle Ancient Realm. Not bad, you guys are not slow either!" Dongfang Niu Hao curled his lips and said indifferently while holding the wine gourd.
Apart from Prince Lu, there were six or seven other people present. Blood Demon, the Black Flame Family's Patriarch, Li Tianchou, and two other martial artists in black that Wang Chen did not recognize. Naturally, the Raging Fire Sect, Donglin Mountain, and Moonlight Sect, the three major sects of the northern borderline had also sent their respective Emperor Martial Artists over.
Including Wang Chen's group of four, there were a total of twelve people gathered in front of the altar at this moment!
Initially, there were close to a thousand people preparing to enter the Middle Ancient Realm. Now, there were less than a hundred. After passing through the illusory realm, there were less than twenty people. Finally, after passing through the lava, there were fifteen people! Now, there were twelve people in the core area. Such a change in numbers made people sigh. God knew how much blood had been shed for this Middle Ancient Realm.
At this moment, it was obvious that Prince Lu and the others had just arrived in front of the altar. They were still unable to break through the layer of protection. Otherwise, they would not be waiting here.
After greeting Dongfang Niu Hao, everyone's eyes were fixed on the altar.
They were very close to it. They could clearly see the five treasures floating around the five-colored divine light at the top of the altar. At this moment, everyone's eyes were filled with greed and madness.
They had finally arrived at this place and seen the treasures of the Middle Ancient Realm. How could they remain calm?
At this moment, everyone's breathing became heavy.
At the same time, everyone subconsciously took a few steps away from the people around them. They were filled with vigilance.
At this stage, the most serious moment of internal strife had arrived. No one would be willing to give up on the five treasures. Of course, everyone wanted to obtain them. However, there were twelve people present, which meant that at least seven people would not be able to obtain these treasures. This competition was destined to be incomparably cruel.
At this moment, Wang Chen, who was the weakest among the crowd, stood rooted to the ground. His eyes were fixed on the altar and the five-colored divine light. At this moment, Wang Chen's expression was lifeless and his eyes were empty.
This was because he could feel the throbbing in his heart getting stronger as he got closer to the altar. It was as though something was about to break out of the ground.
Looking at the altar, Wang Chen's heart seemed to have stopped. He did not know why, but a heart-wrenching desolation spread from the bottom of his heart to the rest of his body. This feeling made him feel somewhat at a loss.
Looking at the five-colored divine light, there seemed to be an indescribable sense of familiarity. This feeling was getting stronger. The pain in Wang Chen's heart was also getting stronger. It was as though someone was constantly cutting his heart with a knife.
The throbbing that came from the depths of his blood and soul made Wang Chen's mind go blank. The vague calling and pulling force that he had felt before became even more violent. That strong desire seemed to be reminding Wang Chen to move forward, to move forward, and then merge into the Divine Light.
This desire came from the depths of his blood and soul. It made Wang Chen involuntarily walk forward. He wanted to merge with the altar and merge with the divine light!
"Kid, what are you doing?" Just as Wang Chen subconsciously walked forward with hesitation and bewilderment, an angry bellow beside him pulled Wang Chen back to reality and brought him back to his senses. At the same time, a hand grabbed onto Wang Chen's shoulder, preventing him from taking even half a step forward.
Suddenly, Wang Chen's heart trembled violently. That feeling immediately disappeared. His previously lifeless eyes immediately returned to their senses. A trace of shock appeared on his face.
At this moment, he was already standing at the edge of the barrier. He was only one step away from touching it.
What happened just now? What was that feeling just now? Looking at the divine light in front of him, Wang Chen's mind was in a mess.
What was this feeling? Why did I have such a feeling when I looked at the divine light? Why did I feel a heart-wrenching pain? Why did I feel that the divine light was the most important thing to me?
At this moment, standing in front of the altar, even though Wang Chen had already come back to his senses, he was still in a trance. That feeling was no longer as illusory and ethereal as before. Instead, it became intense and real.
It really existed.
"Kid, are you alright?" The Great Elder asked worriedly once again.
After Wang Chen forcefully shook off that feeling, he revealed a bitter smile. "I'm fine!!"
Even though he said that, Wang Chen's face was extremely pale at this moment, without a single trace of blood. His entire being was in a state of unease. How could the Great Elder not notice this?
"Kid, don't go in here. Just wait for us here! We'll go in and deal with it! "Dongfang Niu Hao also came to Wang Chen's side and said in a deep voice.
After entering the core of the Middle Ancient Land, Wang Chen's behavior was too abnormal. Along the way, he was muddle-headed and had a strange expression on his face. He even did some unimaginable things. How could these people be at ease?
What was wrong with him? Was he injured? Or was he not feeling well? Or was he worried about the Flaming Moon that was left behind? Or …
They didn't know. The only thing they knew was that the upcoming fight would be extremely tragic. A big fight was inevitable. Everyone present was a powerful Emperor Martial Artist. As an Honored Martial Artist, Wang Chen didn't have the ability to participate in such a fight.
Therefore, leaving him here might be the best solution.
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