Outer Realm Battlefield, Heavenly Demon Realm Wall Battlefield. The second batch of forcibly conscripted Yanhuang Civilization elites arrived. The warships dropped out of faster-than-light travel and began decelerating.
Shangguan Qinghong led the team this time. Though she knew the Outer Realm Battlefield was dangerous, Shangguan Qinghong had still come. As the God of War Hall's most powerful cultivator, Shangguan Qinghong had taken up her responsibility.
From far away, the ship's surveillance equipment revealed the brutality of the Heavenly Demon Realm Wall Battlefield.
Wreckage was everywhere!
Shattered continents, weapons and equipment, and, of course, the remains of all kinds of life—large and small humanoids, bizarre beasts, twisted and ferocious evil demons, and more.
Logically speaking, even the corpse of a god was a treasure. Yet every life-form that died on the Heavenly Demon Realm Wall Battlefield lost its spirituality and was no longer worth much. Some remains might even carry strange curses.
The fleet was vast and mighty, yet it still seemed pitifully insignificant within the boundless Heavenly Demon Realm Wall Battlefield. In the Outer Realm Battlefield, any random battlefield was measured in light-years.
Within this several-light-year stretch, wreckage and corpses almost filled the void. As the ships advanced, they occasionally sent various pieces of debris flying, and sometimes they could even see the remains of Yanhuang elites.
Yet the wreckage drifting through the void could not be salvaged. Who knew what strange curses might be attached to it? Sometimes, evil demons might even be hidden within corpses. This was not mere speculation; it had happened before.
Shangguan Qinghong silently watched the body of a Yanhuang elite sweep past the ship. Suddenly, the corpse twisted, only to be destroyed by an Energy Cannon a moment later.
The fleet continued onward. Shangguan Qinghong gripped the railing tightly with both hands, denting it.