Dark clouds churned rapidly in the sky, as if rain was imminent.

The crowd hurried to the altar.

This altar was not the usual stone construction, but rather built from wood and straw, looking extremely rudimentary—merely three concentric circles.

On the wood, congealed dark red bloodstains formed a series of bizarre symbols.

In the center of the concentric circles stood a wooden stake as thick as an arm, with a straw birdman tied to it.

The feathers on this birdman were identical to those on the giant birds they had encountered earlier, but due to years of neglect and exposure to wind and rain, it looked quite shabby, like a drenched chicken.@@novelbin@@

"What do we do now?"

The luxury man sized up the straw bird: "Pray to it?"

Everyone watched the altar warily, their faces showing a hint of disappointment—they had hoped to find a portal that could take them out of here.

"Don't touch anything recklessly!"

Lin Baici warned.

The wind picked up, and a light rain began to fall, pattering against their faces, feeling somewhat refreshing.

"Lin Shen, it moved!"

Li Junsheng suddenly shouted, startling everyone.

"What moved?"

The luxury man stiffened, his expression tense.

"Did the birdman's eyelids just twitch?"

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