Feng Jue was in an extremely pitiful situation and Lin Yun wouldn’t look for him even if Feng Jue had five million divine astral pellets. But five million divine astral pellets was a huge problem to him, and he would basically be crippled if he wasn’t at the Astral Stage against the top-tier geniuses.

“You’re right. I have to find a way to get five million divine astral pellets on the Profound Wither Island.” Lin Yun sighed. But he soon tossed it to the back of his mind because he had already made so many preparations.

It was just a matter of time for him to face those monstrous geniuses on the Empyrean Ranking. As he chatted with Jian Jingtian, Lin Yun began to ask about the secrets of the altar. It turned out that there were more secrets to the altar than he had imagined, and not even Jian Jingtian knew what was inside the altar.

“When are you planning to retrieve the...