Battlefields of the Heavens.
Su Yu emerged.
At this moment, the Battlefields of the Heavens were somewhat deathly still. Although the human race's army of tens of millions had poured out of the Human Realm, the key was that the myriad races' armies had all withdrawn.
There were no opponents!
Even the Rogue Cultivators who usually wandered everywhere were nowhere to be seen.
A pile of people had died just yesterday. Not many dared to come out now, of course, but there were always bold ones. So many Invincibles had died—some people were truly bold. Where there was danger, there was opportunity.
Could some Invincible Blood Essence have been left behind?
Could they find a carrier?
If not, picking up a heavenly weapon would do. And if even that was impossible, scraps of flesh from an Invincible's corpse would still be fine.
Su Yu looked down on such things, but to someone in the Soaring or Cloudbreach Realm, even a tiny scrap of flesh from an Invincible's corpse was a treasure.
At this moment, Su Yu paid no attention to those small fry.
He swiftly moved through the void.
As he traveled, he sank his consciousness into the Civilization Records and examined memories.
King Jin Tian's memories.
Su Yu had collected many corpses this time, including Dao Fusion Realm experts. He was in no hurry to inspect them. Instead, he mainly examined King Jin Tian's memories. He was curious about this man—how deep was the hatred between the Hell King's descendants and King Wen?
Or was it greed at work, a desire for King Wen's Great Dao inheritance?
Greed was easy enough to understand.
King Wen's four great inheritances—perhaps the other party knew something. In that case, anyone would covet them.
The Hell King could not have been weak. As