A Man Like None Other

Thereafter, Zordey, his men, and Montane Daemon also went ashore. Some of the cultivators chose to stay on the beach, while others began walking into the dense jungle. This group was hoping to get lucky in their search for magical items.

As most of them were wandering cultivators who didn’t belong to any group specifically, they entered the depths of the island in teams of two to three.

Although some of them started to disappear inexplicably, no one felt alarmed by it, for they barely knew each other.

In fact, they even suspected that someone was messing around in an effort to scare them so whoever it was could take the island’s magical items for themselves..

Meanwhile, Jared and his companions had arrived deep inside the island, which was a dark place due to the towering trees blocking off the sunlight.

“Mr. Chance, look!” Cloud yelled abruptly. Stopping in their tracks, Jared and the others trailed their gaze along the trajectory of Cloud’s finger. They were greeted by the sight of an altar formed from a bunch of rocks piled together.

“Why is there an altar here? From its battered condition, we can tell that someone must have come here a long time ago,” Renault commented as he stared at the altar.

Jared proceeded to lead the group toward the altar, which was

some rocks together, it appeared incredibly simple. Surrounding the altar was a path that gave

a few meters tall. Just as Cloud was

reckless. Let’s take the stairs

up there because he wasn’t sure

altar looks really strange. Who in the world would build one on a far-flung island such as this?” Renault remarked with narrowed eyes and a quizzical look

you can come up

was baffled by the existence of the altar

instead.” Holding Jared

began to ascend the steps carefully. While everyone held their breath, ready to

he finally reached the top of