The sky was silent and still, and the sea was calm, without a single ripple on its surface. 

However, the eerie silence made everyone on the ship feel a blood-chilling danger. 

The treasure ship emitted a dazzling glow as mysterious runes circulated and produced an invisible force around the ship. 

Wisps of dark mist were imperceptibly rising from the sea surface, but as the ship slowly navigated forward, the mist grew thicker and darker. 

Soon, the ship came to an abrupt stop. At the same time, an ancient altar floated up on the misty black sea!

The altar, constructed from various rare stones, was around the size of a small hill. It looked old and disused like it had survived ancient times. 

Everyone’s vision seemed to change when they looked at the altar. Stars seemed to be shifting, time seemed to be altering, and everything in the world was changing. Everyone’s Spirit seemed to be sinking into the illusion!

“Tut!”

Elder Gao Yang’s voice suddenly rang...