When Long Chen arrived before the dilapidated structure, he could hardly believe his eyes. "This is our Ancestral Altar. Though it has suffered countless destructions, the spirits of our ancestors have not dissipated. They still struggle to protect the fortune of our Primordial Demon Clan. Because the Heavenly Domain Battlefield cannot accommodate true God-Emperor-level powerhouses, our ancestral spirits were able to persist. However, due to the severe damage to the altar, they have fallen into slumber to protect themselves. To awaken them, we need a powerful surge of Emperor Flame to nourish the remaining formation beneath the altar and reconnect its fragments. We attempted this before. Even when combining all our strength, we were still a little short. So, I thought we could try again once everyone recovers." Long Chen crouched down, pressing his palm against the earth. His soul power surged downward, and soon, he sensed the broken runes hidden beneath the surface. These ...