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Chapter 213 - 206: The Altar is Complete · Nov 03, 2026

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201 Chapter 201 - 197: Phase Soul Weaving Technique 2026-11-03
202 Chapter 202 - 198: Escaping the Underground Palace 2026-11-03
203 Chapter 203 - 198: Escape the Underground Palace (Part 2) 2026-11-03
204 Chapter 204 - 199: Wrath 2026-11-03
205 Chapter 205 - 200: Return and Shock 2026-11-03
206 Chapter 206 - 200: Return and Shock (2) 2026-11-03
207 Chapter 207 - 201: Authority Upgraded Again 2026-11-03
208 Chapter 208 - 202: Meeting the Tower Master 2026-11-03
209 Chapter 209 - 203: Analysis 2026-11-03
210 Chapter 210 - 204: Daily Routine, Drawing Up a Contract 2026-11-03
211 Chapter 211 - 204: Daily Life, Drafting the Contract (2) 2026-11-03
212 Chapter 212 - 205: Physical Body Advancement 2026-11-03
213 Chapter 213 - 206: The Altar is Complete 2026-11-03
214 Chapter 214 - 207: New World 2026-11-03
215 Chapter 215 - 208: Mutant 2026-11-03
216 Chapter 216 - 209: Exploration 2026-11-03
217 Chapter 217 - 210: Fallen 2026-11-03
218 Chapter 218 - 211: Escape Squad 2026-11-03
219 Chapter 219 - 212: Star Bloodline 2026-11-03
220 Chapter 220 - 213: Fable 2026-11-03
221 Chapter 221 - 214: Corrupted Beast Night Raid 2026-11-03
222 Chapter 222 - 215: Conflict Intensifies 2026-11-03
223 Chapter 223 - 216: Killing Chen Scarface 2026-11-03
224 Chapter 224 - 216: Killing Chen Scarface 2 2026-11-03
225 Chapter 225 - 217: Chixia Trading Team 2026-11-03
226 Chapter 226 - 217: Chixia Trading Team (Part 2) 2026-11-03
227 Chapter 227 - 218: Blue Cave Mountain 2026-11-03
228 Chapter 228 - 219: Li Yao’s Core Team 2026-11-03
229 Chapter 229 - 219: Purification Potion 2026-11-03
230 Chapter 230 - 220: The Thirteen Youths 2026-11-03
231 Chapter 231 - 220: 13 Young Lads 2026-11-03
232 Chapter 232 - 220: The Thirteen Lads (3) 2026-11-03
233 Chapter 233 - 221: Breakthrough to Condensation 2026-11-03
234 Chapter 234 - 222: The Ruins Will Open 2026-11-03
235 Chapter 235 - 223: First Entry into the Inner City 2026-11-03
236 Chapter 236 - 224: Settling In and Tempering 2026-11-03
237 Chapter 237 - 225: Li Xing Institute 2026-11-03
238 Chapter 238 - 226: The Hidden State of the World 2026-11-03
239 Chapter 239 - 227: Encounter 2026-11-03
240 Chapter 240 - 228: Instant Kill, Star Vein Crystal 2026-11-03
241 Chapter 241 - 229: Bloodline Leap 2026-11-03
242 Chapter 242 - 230: The New Gravity Collapse Ball 2026-11-03
243 Chapter 243 - 231: Stockpiling Black Hole Potion 2026-11-03
244 Chapter 244 - 232: Frost-Ember Limit-Breaking: Entropy Change Domain 2026-11-03
245 Chapter 245 - 233: Enemies Meet 2026-11-03
246 Chapter 246 - 233: Enemies Meet (2) 2026-11-03
247 Chapter 247 - 233: Enemies Meet (3) 2026-11-03
248 Chapter 248 - 234: Eternal Silence Corridor: Ascalon’s Fallen Royal Court 2026-11-03
249 Chapter 249 - 234: Eternal Silence Corridor: Fallen Court of Ascalon (2) 2026-11-03
250 Chapter 250 - 235: Companions? I Have No Companions 2026-11-03

Ian changed his clothes and walked out of the meditation room.

He first went to the Magic Pharmacy, dealt with some backlogged matters, and refined a few batches of Potions.

It wasn’t until late at night, when all was quiet, that he returned to his small building.

Without disturbing anyone, Ian went to his bedroom.

He crouched down and placed his palm on the floor.

Spiritual Power seeped out, spreading down through the cracks between the stone tiles, penetrating the foundation, and delving deep underground.

Ten meters.

Twenty meters.

Thirty meters.

Ian didn’t stop until he reached a depth of fifty meters underground.

The soil layer here was hard, with no underground rivers nearby, nor any traces left by other Wizards. It was sufficiently hidden.

”This is the place.”

A golden glint flashed in Ian’s eyes.

’Gravity Collapse Ball!’

A small black sphere, the size of a marble, formed in his palm.

With a light press, the sphere sank into the ground.

HUMMM...

A low hum came from deep underground.

Centered on the point of entry, the soil and Rock within a twenty-meter diameter began to collapse inward and compress.

It was as if an invisible giant hand had forcibly ”pinched” this space into a perfectly spherical cavity.

Ian jumped into the cavity.

The space inside was large—twenty meters in diameter and ten meters high—more than enough room for him to work.

He took out twenty-eight Void Anchor Stones and began arranging them according to the array diagram he had learned from the Soul Weaving Civilization Stone Slab.

The first one was placed in the center of the cavity.

Silver patterns flowed slowly across it as the Anchor Stone emitted stable spatial fluctuations.

The second, to the east, three meters from the first.

The third, to the west.

The fourth, to the south.

The fifth, to the north...

Ian’s movements were slow and meticulous.

With every Anchor Stone he placed, he used his Spiritual Power to carefully adjust its position, ensuring every node of the array was perfectly precise.

This was extremely delicate work; the slightest error could cause the entire array to fail or even trigger spatial turbulence.

Time passed, bit by bit.

Fine beads of sweat formed on Ian’s forehead, but his eyes were focused, and his hands did not tremble in the slightest.

When the twenty-eighth Anchor Stone was set down, placed on the final node of the array.

HUMMM!!!

The entire cavity shook violently.

The twenty-eight Anchor Stones lit up simultaneously with a silver glow. The light connected them, weaving into a complex and beautiful three-dimensional Rune Array in the air.

In the center of the array, space began to twist slightly, forming a stable, one-meter-diameter dark vortex.

The vortex rotated slowly, emitting a deep, cold aura that felt as if it could devour everything.

The Abyssal Altar was complete.

But Ian didn’t stop.

He took out the materials he had long since prepared: Abyssal Rune Stones, Void Dust, Uncertain Iron, Abyssal Crystals...

He ground the Auxiliary Materials into a powder according to a specific ratio and mixed them together.

Then, guided by his Spiritual Power, he carved a series of protective, warning, and information-concealing Rune Arrays on the ground around the altar.

This was to prevent anyone from detecting this place from the outside.

It was also to prevent the altar’s aura from leaking out and attracting unnecessary trouble.

After carving the final stroke,

Ian stood up and let out a long breath.

The final product was far sturdier than the crude altar he had seen initially.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at the altar before him, which pulsed with a dim light. His expression was complex.

Anticipation, vigilance, excitement, and a trace of... apprehension about the unknown.

”Finally... it’s ready.”

He sat cross-legged before the altar, closed his eyes, and began to adjust his condition.

The ice crystal in his Sea of Spirit rotated slowly, and a faint golden Spiritual Power suffused his entire body.

The Jade-like Radiance deep within his physical body flowed gently, ready to erupt with terrifying Power at any moment.

Everything was at its optimal state.

Ian opened his eyes and looked at the dark vortex in the center of the altar.

He stretched out his hand, and a speck of golden light appeared on his fingertip.

It was a wisp of his Spiritual Mark, containing the contract Rune of the Phase Soul Weaving Technique.

Ian sat quietly cross-legged before the altar, his eyes fixed on the one-meter-diameter dark vortex spinning slowly.

Time seemed to stretch, each second feeling exceptionally slow.

Inside the cavity, there was only the low hum of the Anchor Stone Array.

And from the depths of the vortex, faint, chaotic whispers occasionally drifted out, like the breathing of the distant Abyss.

Several hours passed. The vortex remained deep and silent, with no response.

Ian’s anticipation gradually gave way to patience.

He was well aware that communication with an Otherworld was fraught with variables and could not be rushed.

Late at night, he checked the altar’s stability again.

He confirmed that the Anchor Stone Array was operating normally and the passage had not closed; it just hadn’t linked to a suitable ”target” yet.

”I can’t just wait around,” Ian muttered to himself.

He stood up and set up a hidden surveillance Witchcraft around the altar: the Eye of Shadow.

This Witchcraft could transmit any unusual fluctuations from the altar to his residence in real-time and was connected to his Spiritual Perception.

After finishing, he took one last look at the silent vortex, turned, and left the underground cavity.

Returning to his small building on the surface, the night was already deep.

Ian did not rest, instead carrying out his usual evening Meditation and Witchcraft practice.

In the following days, he returned to his usual rhythm.

In the mornings, after spending a small amount of time handling matters at the Magic Pharmacy, he would improve his Potions and practice Witchcraft.

In the afternoons, he studied the details of contracts and the Phase Soul Weaving Technique, and in the evenings, he tempered his physical body.

At night, he would Meditate while splitting off a sliver of his consciousness to sense the fluctuations transmitted by the Eye of Shadow.

One day, two days... a week passed, but the altar remained silent.

Ian would occasionally perceive the dark vortex through his surveillance.

It spun steadily, like a profound eye gazing into the Void, but it had yet to receive a response from the other side.

Disappointment inevitably began to sprout, but it was overshadowed by calm anticipation.

He knew that finding a suitable ”supplicant” from an Otherworld required opportunity; it was like fishing in a boundless ocean, where patience was more important than haste.

One morning, half a month later, Ian was in his meditation room practicing the Frost Ash Beam, adjusting the ratio of ice and fire as a purple-white cold light coiled around his fingertips.

Suddenly, his Sea of Spirit trembled slightly.

The Eye of Shadow was transmitting unusual fluctuations!

Ian instantly retracted the Witchcraft, closed his eyes, and focused his mind.

In his Perception, the vortex of the underground altar was no longer calm.

Faint ripples appeared in the depths of the darkness, as if something was ”knocking” from the other side.

Immediately after, a faint yet clear mental fluctuation pierced through the Void and reached him.

It was a mixture of despair, pain, and unwillingness...

...and a final, almost instinctual plea, like the outstretched hand of a drowning person.

’It’s finally here...’

A golden glint flashed in Ian’s eyes, and he didn’t hesitate in the slightest.

His long-prepared contract document—the Soul Shackles disguised as an ”aid agreement”—was ready.

Wrapped in Spiritual Power, it transformed into a golden stream of light and shot out from his hand.

It pierced through the floor, went straight down into the ground, and plunged precisely into the altar’s vortex.

Suddenly, the mental fluctuations of the desperate supplicant came again from an extreme distance.

Ian ”saw” the contract document.

In some distant Otherworld, it was signed by a weak, desperate Soul who still carried a final trace of unwillingness...

The name was branded, the Soul bound.

The contract... was established!

The vortex in the center of the altar shook violently!

A faint but incredibly clear connection extended from the depths of the vortex, linking to Ian’s Sea of Spirit.

That was... the Phase Passage to the Otherworld.

Success!

An unprecedented light burst forth from Ian’s eyes.

He stood up, walked to the altar, and looked at the deep vortex, the corners of his mouth slowly turning up.

”Otherworld...”

”Here I come.”

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