Lin Yue suddenly understood why that deep voice had sounded so pessimistic.
A mysterious aura of Chaos continually spread, completely enveloping him; the aura penetrated his body, even reaching his Divine Soul, leaving him utterly unable to resist.
Lin Yue paused slightly, looking around in confusion.
"What's wrong?" the deep voice asked, "Did you find that the aura and pressure are rejecting you? Is it too hard even to take the first step? Alas, after all, you..."
The deep voice hadn't finished speaking when it suddenly stopped.
At that moment, Lin Yue was ascending the Altar's steps at an extremely fast pace, step by step, with almost no pause, as if he couldn't feel the oppression from the aura and pressure at all!
The deep voice seemed somewhat stupefied.
Three thousand steps, and Lin Yue had quickly passed more than half.
"Is this already fifteen hundred steps?"
The tone of the deep voice was filled with disbelief, murmuring incredulously, "How is this possible? Even if the talent fits, that trace of Power should have been vehemently rejecting the Eternal Night Clan..."
However, Lin Yue continued ascending the Altar's steps, although his pace had begun to slow, it was still much faster than half the ascent on the Earth God Altar!
He also felt something wondrous in his heart.
"How did the aura and pressure of this Altar suddenly change? They aren't rejecting me anymore?"
Lin Yue felt utterly baffled.
He could clearly sense that the mysterious aura of Chaos and the high, overwhelming pressure were now not rejecting him at all, even feeling somewhat close to him; under this encompassing aura, he faintly felt as if he had returned to the embrace of a mother, or as if he were a fetus being nurtured...
Even the Earth Emperor Altar had merely not rejected him, without giving him the feeling of being embraced.
He didn't understand.
Still, it was a good thing.
Since he couldn't figure it out, Lin Yue focused on continuously ascending higher on the Altar.
Although his speed continued to slow, he was still continually moving upward.
There was never any stagnation.
At this moment, the deep voice had completely fallen silent.
Two thousand five hundred steps.
Two thousand nine hundred steps.
Two thousand nine hundred ninety-nine steps...
Three thousand steps!
Finally, when the terrible pressure nearly reached its limit for Lin Yue to bear, he also crossed the three thousandth step.
Then, he stepped up to the very top of the Altar.
In the vast darkness, this Altar, which did not emit any brilliance and appeared somewhat simplistic yet was the largest, stood prominently among the many Altars, looking down from aloft at all the Inheritance Altars.
And Lin Yue stood alone at the very top of the Altar.
After reaching the top, those foundational Inheritance Altars seemed quite trivial, even the Core Inheritance Altar looked like nothing more than a speck.
"Did I reach the top?"
Lin Yue looked down at the many Inheritance Altars below, feeling a sense of overlooking everything with some disbelief, and couldn't help but ask, "Does this count as reaching the top?"
He was a bit worried... could there be some issue with the Altar?
But the deep voice remained silent, not responding.
"You..." the deep voice finally spoke, "Where did you come from? Are you really from the Human Clan?"
"Ah?" Lin Yue blinked in surprise.
"I want to see what's so special about you."
As the deep voice spoke, a misty heavenly light suddenly descended from the depths of the night sky, enveloping Lin Yue.
In this moment, Lin Yue could feel an invisible force, seemingly probing his Divine Soul?
The deep voice suddenly raised in pitch, with a tone filled with undeniable astonishment: "You... you're not from the Eternal Night Clan?"