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Lu Yingdi looked at them and said gravely, “I also didn’t expect that this isn’t an ancient relic, but rather an altar left by the foreign race during the ancient catastrophe.”

Nowadays, all players knew that the Foreign Race, as invaders, had secretly built countless mysterious altars across the Heavenly Dust Continent.

These altars had magical powers that could allow the Foreign Race to descend here!

“So… this place is like the enemy’s crystal tower!?” This thought came to everyone’s minds.

For a moment, they wanted to pick up their weapons and strike the altar a few times.

“It must be worth a lot, right?”

“We should be able to get a lot of contribution points, right?”

“No, I need to record a video asap, this is first-hand information!”

The thoughts of the Sword-Serving Children were diverse, only Han Bagui looked up at the altar with his mouth slightly open, still amazed at how majestic the structure was.

Lu Xun looked at their reactions and felt quite satisfied.

This was one of his goals.

He couldn’t post comments on the forum, but the Sword-Serving Children under him were his mouthpiece.

Although Han Bagui never seemed to post anything, having five flexible tongues was more than enough.

Lu Xun hoped to make the troll players learn about the Foreign Race Altar sooner through their words.

Mo Guanji, who always enjoyed unraveling hidden storylines, depended on his earlier encounter with Purple Palace to ask: “Young Elder, have you seen an altar before?”

Lu Xun glanced at him and calmly replied, “I’ve destroyed three.”

Upon hearing this, everybody couldn’t help but gasp.

Looking at the majestic building before them and comparing it to the casual tone of Lu Xun, they could almost visualize a scene of him effortlessly destroying the Foreign Race Altar with a wave of his hand!

We’re still at the stage where killing a low-level enemy is difficult, and Lu Xun has already destroyed three altars?

This news has to be posted on the forum later!

Meanwhile, professional players like Cai Jiangjiang, who had rich gaming experience, immediately began to speculate: “Does Lu Xun’s high contribution points have anything to do with destroying the altars?”

Very likely!

However, this guess still requires further verification.

Lu Xun stood here, but there was no prompt indicating the presence of the Foreign Race. This meant that the altar was safe, and there were no foreign races inside.

He stepped onto the stairs, and calmly said, “Follow me, let’s go up and take a look.”

Everyone suppressed their urge to strike at the altar a few times, and followed Lu Xun upstairs.

Lu Xun thought satisfactorily to himself: “My Sword-Serving Children may all be quirky and belong to a variety of gamer types, but at least they’re not brainless. They understand they need to hold onto my golden thigh tightly and won’t do some brainless stupid things.”

If it were some troll players that play games mindlessly, they would probably start hacking the altar as soon as they heard it was a Foreign Race Altar.

Just as Lu Xun had only taken a few steps up the stairs, he saw a flash of light and a figure was teleported to this place.

Upon seeing Lu Xun, the newcomer revealed a wicked and wanton grin and excitedly said, “Elder Lu!”

Lu Xun’s mouth twitched almost imperceptibly, he looked at the enthusiastic Jiang Nan’an, feeling somewhat speechless.

Logically, Jiang Nan’an shouldn’t have been able to teleport here.

Lu Xun guessed that this lucky fellow had been wandering around outside and somehow triggered something, which then teleported him to the central altar.

“Luck 10 really deserves to be Luck 10. I can’t afford to mess with that,” Lu Xun said to himself.

After looking around at everyone, Jiang Nan’an said in surprise, “Elder Lu, you weren’t separated when you were teleported in?”

When he and the 29 disciples of the Qingtian Sect were teleported here, he was completely alone with everyone else, they were obviously teleported somewhere else.

But it was different for Lu Xun’s group, they were all here.

Cai Jiangjiang and others only remembered this detail now. They had been so awestruck by the Foreign Race Altar that they had overlooked this detail.

Without turning back, Lu Xun walked up the stairs and calmly replied to Jiang Nan’an, “I used some tricks.”

Hearing this, everyone looked at Lu Xun’s departing figure with mixed feelings.

“Lu Xun is indeed the stoutest pillar in ‘Heavenly Dust’! I’m definitely going to hang onto it for a lifetime, yay!” Cai Jiangjiang was shrieking in her mind.

Other than the stunned Han Bagui, people like Mo Guanji were also chanting in their hearts, “Lu Xun, you’re amazing!”

Jiang Nan’an felt a sense of admiration rising in his heart.

After all, even Mo Yurou and Master Mo couldn’t pull off such a trick. Otherwise, when they were teleporting in, Mo Yurou could’ve used this method to transport everyone to the same place.

“I wonder how Elder Lu did it,” he thought to himself.

Of course, despite his curiosity, he wouldn’t ask. It was, after all, a secret, and it would be impolite to pry.

He followed the others up the steps towards the large altar with a furrowed brow, sensing that something was off.

“Elder Lu, this doesn’t seem like any ancient relic,” Jiang Nan’an stated.

“Correct, you are very perceptive. This is an altar left over from the ancient cataclysm by the Foreign Race,” Lu Xun said as they continued ascending the steps.

“What!?” Jiang Nan’an’s surprise was no less than Mo Guanji’s and the others’. His gaze towards the altar had drastically changed in that instant.

Seeing Jiang Nan’an’s reaction, which mirrored theirs, Mo Guanji and the others concluded, “So it seems that even the strongest of the younger generation in the Qingtian Sect isn’t as knowledgeable as the Purple Palace.”

“Perhaps this is the difference between the Purple Palace, the ‘World Protagonist’, and Jiang Nan’an, the ‘Important Supporting Character NPC’,” they thought.

Poor Jiang Nan’an, the true ‘World Protagonist’, had been demoted a level.

The altar stood around eighty meters high, so it took quite some time to climb the steps.

Lu Xun didn’t choose to fly up because the altar was extraordinary, and he wanted to take a closer look at it.

Though it was larger than the previous altars, there wasn’t much difference in its external appearance.

However, the aura emanating from it was far stronger than the other altars. If the other altars incorporated one Dao Bead, this large altar probably incorporated several.

When Lu Xun and the others reached the top of the altar, Lu Xun, leading the group, abruptly halted.

Because a prompt had popped up in front of him.

“[Ding! Foreign Race individual spotted, unable to gather further information!]”

“[Danger level: Extremely Lethal!]”

Lu Xun’s right hand, gripping the sword sheath, tightened slightly as he couldn’t help muttering, “Do I need your warning now? I already see him with my own eyes!”

At a distance of about three to four thousand meters from him, there was a huge statue.

The object engraved on the statue was something Lu Xun was too familiar with — the three narrow eyes!

No matter from which angle you viewed them, they were staring at you!

Beneath these three eyes, a short figure clad in a black robe, half embedded in the statue, was standing.

His eyes closed, faint blood-colored lights flashed around his body, all of which were absorbed by the three-eyed statue.

At the three eyes of the statue, blood-colored radiance was circulating.

“This foreigner was here all along! But it seems like he can’t move!” Lu Xun thought, shocked.

“Why? Why didn’t I sense his presence from afar? Why did the prompt only appear when I got close?”

Was it because of the three-eyed statue?

Or was it that this foreigner was inherently good at hiding?

No matter the reason, Lu Xun felt extremely uneasy at that moment.

“Could it be that he was here before the Qingtian Sect discovered this altar?” he wondered.

Fortunately, it seemed as if not only was this man unable to move, even his senses and divine sense were sealed off.

He doesn’t seem to have noticed our arrival.

So what are we waiting for?

——Time to make a run for it!

“Let’s get out of here.” Lu Xun was ready to make a run for it.

Although he didn’t know where the exit was, it was a safe bet to stay away from the foreigner.

Then at that moment, Lu Xun noticed something on the man’s left hand.

On his left thumb was a Red Jade Ring that Lu Xun found oddly familiar.

Lu Xun knew where the ring came from, and he knew that it held something terrifying inside.

“This is the Second Priest of the Foreign Race’s ring!” Lu Xun exclaimed in shock.

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