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Shi Hao furrowed his brows and walked around the altar, feeling uneasy. This place was very strange and extraordinary.

It was entirely a reddish color, with many grooves on its surface, which usually required sacrifices. There was a faint scent of blood, clearly indicating that it needed a vast amount of life force to maintain.

"Is this really good for you?" Shi Hao whispered. He couldn't be too harsh with his words to his brother, as there had always been a gap between them that had never been bridged.

"This is my path, my way, you don't understand. Hurry up and leave before someone discovers you," Qin Hao said calmly.

"Can this altar communicate with the higher realms?" Shi Hao asked, looking into his eyes.

"Yes!" Qin Hao responded.

Shi Hao knitted his brows. After the war to become a god, the Absolute Heavenly Passage had been severed, so how could there still be a connection?