System: Infinite Evolution into Qilin Bloodline

Zhang Hao and the others were swept into chaos by the strange wind. They felt dizzy and the howling wind sounded like the wailing of countless vengeful spirits, which chilled them to the bone.

After an unknown amount of time, the strange wind finally stopped, and they stood up unsteadily, only to find themselves in a completely unfamiliar place.

The scene before them left them speechless; it was as if a world forgotten by time was filled with a rich sense of mystery.

The sky displayed a strange color, neither azure nor gray, but rather a mixture of purple and gold light, like a mysterious painting, profound and timeless.

The surrounding space seemed to be distorted by an invisible force, sometimes twisting and deforming, and sometimes returning to its original state, giving people a strong sense of dizziness.

On the ground, strange runes shimmered with a faint light; these runes had ancient shapes and smooth lines.

They intertwine to form mysterious patterns, sometimes resembling mountains and rivers, sometimes like stars and the sun and moon.

A faint, refreshing fragrance filled the air, an indescribable aroma that invigorated the senses while simultaneously inspiring a sense of awe.

Even more shockingly, they could clearly sense the powerful dragon energy gathering around them.

These dragon energies, like invisible forces, surged and swirled in the air, emitting a deep rumble, as if they were the roar of a giant dragon.

Wherever the dragon's aura went, the space trembled, and the runes on the ground flickered even more intensely, as if in response to the dragon's aura.

"This...what the hell is this place?"

The fat man stammered, his voice filled with fear and confusion.

His eyes were wide open as he looked around, trying to find some familiar signs, but everything around him was so strange and eerie.

Wu Tianzhen swallowed hard, her throat so dry she couldn't make a sound.

His palms were sweaty as he gripped the flashlight tightly.

Yi Sa cautiously observed her surroundings, a hint of unease in her eyes.

Her hand unconsciously rested on the dagger at her waist, ready to deal with any potential danger.

Both Jie Xiaohua and Huo Xiuxiu were on high alert, in case anything went wrong.

Zhang Hao gripped the dragon-shaped fragment tightly, feeling the faint power emanating from it, and a strange sense of familiarity welled up in his heart.

He had a vague feeling that everything here was inextricably linked to the dragon-shaped fragment in his hand.

Suddenly, Zhang Hao sensed a mysterious aura surging around him and immediately understood where he was.

"This should be the place where the dragon energy gathers that we've been searching for!"

"Really?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Tianzhen, Fatty, Yi Sa, and the others exclaimed in unison, "That's wonderful!"

Zhang Hao didn't explain much and started searching the vicinity. If all went well, the Qilin's upper limb he was looking for should be here.

Seeing this, the others followed Zhang Hao and began to investigate the surrounding situation.

Suddenly, a strange light appeared ahead, flickering erratically.

Zhang Hao and the others exchanged glances, a hint of hesitation flashing in their eyes, but ultimately decided to walk quickly toward the light.

As the group gradually approached the strange light, it grew increasingly dazzling, almost blinding them.

As they got closer, Zhang Hao and his group finally saw the source of the light: a massive altar appeared before them, leaving them speechless with awe at the sight.

The altar is made of huge black boulders, each more than two people tall, and covered with mysterious runes and ancient patterns.

These runes and patterns shimmered with an eerie light under the illumination.

The altar is circular, with a diameter of 100 meters, and is surrounded by a ring of towering stone pillars. Each pillar is carved with lifelike dragon patterns, which look as if they are about to take off at any moment.

The steps of the altar are like a ladder to heaven, each step is wide and heavy, and they are also covered with runes.

On either side of the steps stood enormous bronze cauldrons, within which roaring flames burned with an eerie blue hue, exuding a mysterious aura.

At the center of the altar stands a tall stone platform, upon which rests a huge circular stone slab, covered with intricate patterns that resemble a mysterious map.

The entire altar exuded a powerful aura, giving people an invisible pressure.

"This altar... is truly magnificent."

The fat man swallowed hard, his voice trembling as he spoke.

His eyes were wide open, filled with shock, and the fat on his face trembled slightly with excitement.

"Yes, I have never seen such a mysterious and ancient altar."

Wu Tianzhen couldn't help but sigh.

His gaze wandered across the altar, trying to find some clues in the runes and patterns, but everything was so unfamiliar that he didn't know where to begin.

Yi Sa quietly observed everything around her, a hint of vigilance in her eyes.

She always felt that the altar concealed a great danger, as if an invisible eye was watching them from the shadows.

Zhang Hao's heart pounded faster than usual. He gripped the dragon-shaped fragment tightly, sensing a subtle connection between the fragment and the altar.

He could sense that this altar was closely related to the secrets contained in the dragon-shaped fragment.

Zhang Hao and his group slowly walked into the altar.

A strong, putrid stench assaulted everyone's senses, almost suffocating them.

They endured their discomfort, covered their mouths and noses with their hands, and cautiously groped forward by the dim light of their flashlights.

The sight before them sent chills down their spines. Countless corpses lay scattered haphazardly on the floor inside the altar, each in a different pose and with an extremely bizarre manner of death.

Some of the corpses were twisted into incredible shapes, as if their bodies had been twisted into pretzels by an invisible force.

Some of the corpses had terrified facial expressions, with their eyes wide open, as if they had seen the most terrifying sight in the world before they died.

Some of the corpses were covered with strange wounds. These wounds were regularly shaped and did not seem to be formed naturally, but rather as if they were deliberately sculpted by some mysterious force.

What's even more chilling is that each corpse was covered in mysterious symbols.

These symbols emitted an eerie glow, echoing the runes on the altar, as if telling a story of an unknown history.

Some of these symbols resemble ancient script, while others look like mysterious patterns; they intertwine to create a chilling atmosphere.

"What...what exactly happened? How could these people have died here, and in such a bizarre way?"

Wu Tianzhen said in a trembling voice, his eyes filled with fear and confusion.

His body trembled slightly, and the flashlight in his hand swayed with his trembling, causing the shadows of the corpses to flicker on the wall, adding to the terrifying atmosphere.

The fat man's face was deathly pale, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat. He stammered:

"I've traveled all over the country and seen all sorts of strange and bizarre things, but this... this is just too weird!"