After sacrificing three people in succession, the altar exuded an incredibly dense energy. Tang Lan sat cross-legged on the altar, continuously absorbing that energy.

Qiao Yu just took a whiff from afar and felt his mind clear up a bit.

He helped Mi Yuan up and slowly retreated towards the narrow staircase with Qin Qianxue.

No matter what Tang Lan intended to do, he just wanted to get away from here as quickly as possible.