Void Cultivation-Chapter 266

With the combined efforts of Grey and the Captain, the bone creatures born from the altar shattered beneath their relentless attacks.

Purple flames surged around Grey, augmenting his body and granting him extraordinary strength and speed. Meanwhile, black fog curled around the Captain, carrying with it a malicious intent to kill and devour.

In no time, they had flown from the middle of the altar and nearly reached its peak. The white sand could not stop them, nor could the skeletal creatures formed from the altar itself.

Before the two of them, everything shattered and collapsed. Moreover, it seemed that the bony creatures created by the altar were not directly targeting them.

With the oppressive and gloomy aura constantly emanating from the altar, it was inevitable that some souls would escape. These souls would then attempt to possess nearby skeletons and flee. However, the moment they manifested, they were struck down by Grey without hesitation.

The creatures themselves did not appear to possess any intelligence. They attacked and moved purely on instinct, lunging forward without reason or strategy.

Very soon, as the two of them surpassed their previous height and neared the summit, Grey felt his heart skip a beat as he glanced downward.

Beneath him stretched an endless expanse of white sand, drifting like clouds in a boundless void. Above, the fog from the starry sky rushed forward at an alarming speed. Within a few breaths, it would likely envelop the altar and the corpse entirely.

Without slowing down, they pressed forward and finally reached the top of the altar. The moment they landed, a wave of dizziness washed over Grey as his gaze fell upon the structure.

A series of complex arrays and intricate formations were carved into the surface. Their purpose could not be determined, but when Grey saw the massive corpse seated upon the altar tremble slightly, an unsettling realization dawned on him.

The altar had been constructed to suppress it.

The thought made his blood run cold. Even though the Soul Ascendancy Realm cultivator was dead, he was still being restrained.

’This person... must have been extraordinary in the past.’

’Yet there are very few records of the ancient era and those overwhelmingly powerful cultivators in the continent’s history.’ He thought inwardly.

’For a corpse to remain suppressed even in death... it can only mean that they once held unimaginable power.’

As that thought surfaced, Grey suddenly remembered the headless female corpse and the small door embedded within her chest.

The instant the memory resurfaced, Grey felt as though crisp chewing sounds echoed faintly from the void before him. A chill crawled up his spine. In fear, he forcefully suppressed the memory and turned his gaze back toward the corpse, unwilling to let his thoughts wander any further.

The existence in the door in the headless corpse’s chest was clearly a god. And gods couldn’t be thought about recklessly by cultivators.

If it were unknown gods that nobody had ever seen, then it would have been fine. But if you subconsciously thought of God, it was like you were inviting it over to your location. Especially if the god was interested in you.

Disasters and calamities would definitely fall upon you then.

After all, gods were supreme beings...

"Those beyond the Nirvana Realm can revive if given the right opportunity. This altar... is suppressing its revival. Moreover, if its head were here, then the corpse would probably be able to erupt with its full power." The Captain spoke with a slightly confused expression when she noticed the subtle trembling of the headless corpse.

It was as if... even she did not fully understand what she was witnessing.

After forgetting about the existence behind the door, Grey spoke. "And we’re going to steal the eyes of such an expert that can revive at any time?!" Although his tone was flat, the tension in his voice betrayed him.

The Captain turned to look at him. The confusion in her eyes swiftly disappeared, replaced by a soft, reassuring smile.

"Are you afraid? Don’t worry, Little Grey. I have everything under control. What’s an eye? I even wanted to steal more organs, but the situation wouldn’t allow it." She rubbed her nose and spoke boastfully.

"Back then, I used to do awesome things like that all the time. Even robbing Soul Ascendancy Realm cultivators was nothing to me. So what if I take an eye?" the Captain declared proudly, her chin lifting slightly.

Grey felt speechless.

The other party was clearly boasting about achievements she had never accomplished in her life, yet there wasn’t the slightest trace of embarrassment on her face.

Just as he was about to retort, the Captain suddenly cut him off.

"We don’t have much time! We have to enter the corpse and search for its eyes!"

The instant her words fell, a fierce wind swept across the altar, and the fog from the starry world surged around them. The moment this fog appeared, it felt as though an erasing force had descended upon the area.

The bone-white altar, which emanated a dense and oppressive aura, began to fade.

No.. it was not merely fading.

It was as though it had never existed at all.

The fog seemed to be erasing the very concept of the altar’s existence, removing it from reality as if it had never been born.

As Grey witnessed this terrifying transformation, his mind trembled. A deep sense of dread overtook him. He felt instinctively that if he stepped into that fog, he would cease to exist... completely erased, leaving behind not even a trace.

The Captain’s pupils constricted at the sight. Without wasting a single second, she formed a hand seal and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The moment her blood touched the altar, the gradually vanishing structure and the massive corpse seated upon it both trembled violently.

The sensation of revival emanating from the corpse intensified.

However, thick and intricate array formations suddenly appeared in the air. The instant they manifested, Grey felt an overwhelmingly powerful aura, one that far surpassed the Nascent Soul Transformation Realm and even the Nirvana Realm, spread outward like a tidal wave.

This immense aura fused with the arrays, reinforcing the seals upon the corpse. Its revival was forcefully suppressed, and the trembling gradually came to a halt.

A crazed expression appeared on the Captain’s face as she took out a jade talisman and crushed it in her hand. The moment it shattered, a powerful teleportation aura erupted, threatening to engulf everything around them.

Yet even that force was suppressed by the arrays and formations.

The Captain burst into wild laughter and immediately produced another talisman. Without hesitation, she crushed it as well.

A scene instantly unfolded before them.

A spatial rift suddenly tore open in the air. It was extremely narrow. Only one person could pass through at a time. At the same time, it emitted unstable fluctuations, as though it might collapse at any moment.

The moment it appeared, the Captain transmitted her voice directly into Grey’s mind.

"This spatial crack will lead us straight to the corpse. I couldn’t use it before because the sealing aura of the altar hadn’t been fully activated. We have to leave now before it closes!"

The moment she finished speaking, she dashed forward and entered the unstable rift without hesitation.

Grey did not hesitate either. He leapt into the spatial crack immediately after her.

The instant he vanished within it, the fog from the starry sky roared and surged, covering the place where they had stood.

Slowly and inexorably, the altar continued to be erased from existence.