Chapter 96: The Secrets of the Altar

"Just received the news—Kuyuan and his team seem to be in danger. Hasn't this matter already been reported to the leader? Why hasn't there been any response?"

"The leader is busy right now. I just saw all the powerful warriors of the clan head to the altar. It seems the Divine Lord has some orders."

"It's fortunate that we left the Elf clan. If it weren't for the Divine Lord, our Night Elf clan wouldn't have grown so powerful so quickly."

"I just don't understand why we aren't allowed to move around the continent. Otherwise, the entire continent would have long belonged to the Night Elf clan."

In the depths of the Night Elf clan's territory, there was a dark space. Within this space, a massive altar stood.

In the center of the altar sat a figure dressed in a black robe, obscuring their appearance. Around this figure sat fifty powerful warriors, all of whom were Mage Emperors.

At the same time, above the altar, a powerful energy fluctuation could be felt. A vague, ethereal figure appeared and disappeared intermittently.

Those below waited respectfully.

The next morning, Sylvus slowly opened his eyes, his gaze falling upon the Moonlight Lake before him. What puzzled him was that the old man from the inn had clearly passed on the message, yet no powerful members of the Night Elf clan had come looking for him.

"If no one is coming out, I'll just have to go in myself," Sylvus said, stretching lazily with a slight smile.

His figure moved slightly as he began to walk towards Moonlight Lake.

"This barrier is not weak," he muttered.

When he reached the edge of the lake, an invisible force appeared, preventing him from moving further. He could feel that this barrier was strong enough that even a Mage Emperor would not be able to break through it. Even a Ruler Mage might need some time to overcome it.

"Such a powerful barrier for mere Night Elves... Interesting." Sylvus smirked as he spoke.

A ripple of spatial energy emanated from his body, and he turned into nothingness, moving forward once again. This time, the barrier did not react, allowing him to easily pass through.

It didn't take long before the scenery changed, and Sylvus found himself in the true hidden domain of the Night Elves.

"So, this is the territory of the Night Elf clan?" Sylvus looked around.

Although it was already daylight outside, this space remained dark, shrouded in perpetual night. Not far away, he could see many Night Elves walking around. The Night Elves bore a resemblance to the regular Elves, except their skin was dark, and they were highly skilled in nighttime combat.

"Hasn't the leader come out yet? Kuyuan and his team didn't return all night—it's clear something happened to them."

"Let's wait a bit longer. The leader is still at the altar, summoning the Divine Lord. I assume the Divine Lord has something important to convey."

"That's true. There's no threat left on the Aislar Continent for our Night Elf clan. If Kuyuan and his team are truly in trouble, we'll handle it easily."

Sylvus had barely taken two steps before he overheard the conversation between two Night Elves.

"The Divine Lord? It seems the reason the Night Elves betrayed the Elf clan is somehow related to this Divine Lord," Sylvus thought, continuing his walk forward.

Even when the Night Elves passed by him, they didn't notice him at all.

"This place should be the Night Elf clan's altar."

Before long, Sylvus arrived before a large hall. He had wandered around the entire Night Elf clan territory and hadn't found any other altar, and this place was heavily guarded. He could feel a powerful and unsettling aura emanating from the hall. There was definitely someone inside whose strength far surpassed that of a Mage Emperor.

"I must see who exactly this Divine Lord is," Sylvus muttered as he proceeded towards the hall. S~eaʀᴄh the Nôvel(F)ire.nёt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Despite the heavy guard, no one detected his presence. At the entrance of the hall, Sylvus phased through the wall to enter.

"As expected, there are quite a few powerful warriors in the Night Elf clan."

When he entered the hall, Sylvus was slightly surprised to see fifty Night Elf Mage Emperors present. So many powerful warriors hiding away like this—it just didn't make sense.

Especially the man in the black robe in the center. The aura emanating from him was definitely more than that of a mere Mage Emperor.

"This man should be the leader of the Night Elf clan... This aura... It seems to belong to a Mage Ruler!" Sylvus frowned deeply.

Previously, he might not have connected this aura to a age Ruler. But he had recently defeated Vogt, the age Ruler of the Undead clan. Vogt's aura was not even comparable to that of the Night Elf leader.

He had thought that there were no age Rulers left on the entire Aislar Continent. He hadn't expected that one was still hidden here.

While lost in thought, a sudden burst of powerful energy spread throughout the hall. All the Night Elves present, including the age Ruler, knelt simultaneously.

"Night Elf clan, welcome the Divine Lord!" they chanted in unison.

As they chanted, the ethereal figure above the altar began to condense. Before long, a figure appeared before them.

"It's indeed a fallen angel!" Sylvus's eyes lit up upon seeing the figure.

The figure's appearance was almost identical to Cornelia's, especially the eight pairs of black wings on their back, which confirmed their identity.

"This trip was certainly worth it, to meet a fallen angel." Sylvus smiled slightly, not in a hurry to act.

This fallen angel was not the true body, but the aura it emitted was powerful—it was indeed a Mage Ruler. No wonder the Night Elf clan had grown so strong. It turned out that they had such a powerful being backing them.

"Ailer, how are the preparations?" the fallen angel's cold voice echoed.

"Divine Lord, the preparations are nearly complete. We are just waiting for the undead of the Underworld to break through the passage between the two worlds," Pierce Ailer, the Night Elf clan leader, quickly responded while kneeling.

"Good. You are all descendants of the fallen angel clan. Once I re-descend upon the Aislar Continent, I shall lift the seals on your bloodlines, connect to the Divine Realm, and welcome us back," the fallen angel said with satisfaction.

"Divine Lord, recently, there has been a human named Sylvus on the continent. His strength is formidable, and it's said that he can catch the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation with his bare hands."

"The Undead King Vogt disturbed his sleep and was summoned and killed by him, along with his life soul," Ailer continued.

"Oh? Vogt was killed by this man?" The fallen angel's eyes showed surprise upon hearing this.