Chapter 610: Conspiracy

The sun slanted toward the west. At the East Gate of the Snow Sect's Mountain Protection Array, Dante Easton still stood atop the High Platform. One night. One day. He had not moved an inch. The news Edith Yavener sent had already spread across the Ancient Martial Arts World like wildfire. The Myriad Spirits Blood Sacrifice Formation. The Fairyland Immortal Sect's scheme. The blood-colored altar buried beneath the Four-Sect Allied Camp. At this moment, he waited. He waited for those who could...