At this moment, five Immortals knelt beneath this magnificent altar, worshiping devoutly.
They were all filled with a myriad of emotions, as if separated from a previous life.
These days, they had labored day and night, giving their utmost effort, and finally, they had caught up with the progress. During the construction of the altar, they were inevitably afraid and anxious, fearing that Huang Xiaolong and the Demon King might come to cause trouble.
Thank heaven, everything had gone unbelievably smoothly.
That monstrous youth, Huang Xiaolong, never appeared again, and it seemed as if he had evaporated from the overseas world.