In a silent mountain forest, the entire battlefield had undergone countless years of warfare and reinforcement, gradually forming a world of its own. It had mountains and rivers, no different from a real world. Indeed, it should be said that it was itself a real world, one that had taken shape after countless years.
The only difference from an ordinary world was that demonic qi and spiritual qi had seeped into one another here, making the entire landscape seem like a fusion of the Demon Realm and the Ancient Wasteland.
Many magic beasts and demon beasts had even arisen naturally within it, two utterly different systems colliding here.
Within one stretch of forest, all was quiet. The endless roars of magic beasts and demon beasts that usually filled the air had vanished. A powerful aura spread throughout the mountains, and that terrifying presence had driven every demon beast and magic beast hundreds of miles away.
Inside a cave amid these mountains, a figure in azure robes sat cross-legged. It was Ye Xiwen.
A full month had passed. During that month or so, Ye Xiwen had only slain five Celestial Realm First Stage demons. It was not because he was too slow; simply finding Celestial Realm First Stage demons across this vast battlefield was no easy matter.
On this battlefield between the human and demon worlds, only the truly top experts gathered on the central battlefield. Though some experts were scattered elsewhere, they generally would not wander around openly. Like that giant demon, they usually lurked in the shadows to ambush human experts. By the time news of a successful ambush was sent back, the daylilies would already have gone cold.
By the time Ye Xiwen gathered information and rushed over, they had usually vanished without a trace. Only a few