I'm Going to the Knocking Immortal Battlefield

Although Song Zhong and the people from the Piaomiao Sect had flown to the same place together, once they left the city, they went their separate ways.

Naturally, he was with the Venerable Realm cultivators.

The moment he flew out of the city, a vast expanse stretched out before him. At the same time, Song Zhong felt as though, the instant he left the city, an invisible giant hand had clutched at the meridians within his body.

The circulation of the Immortal Qi within him involuntarily slowed.

He was stunned.

What's going on?

It feels like even the amount of Immortal Qi has decreased?

No, it seems even my Instant Eternity has been affected. Its circulation has slowed!

What the hell is going on!

Quite a few people around him were entering the Outer Battlefield for the first time, and they all began asking those around them curiously.

"So, this is our Venerable Realm battlefield?"

"Do our Venerable battlefield and the other battlefields have any clear boundaries?"

"Everyone, we should act together."

Some cultivators who had entered the Outer Battlefield before also began explaining.

"Don't worry. We're still far from the True Lord Realm battlefield, so there's no need to worry about accidentally entering it for now."

"Actually, although the battlefields have no obvious dividing lines, once you enter another battlefield, you'll distinctly feel the difference yourself."

"Why do you think all races are assigned different battlefields?

"Of course, one reason is that all races agreed upon it. Everyone follows the rules.

"If one race—for example, the Human Race—refused to follow the rules and sent someone like a True Lord into the Venerable battlefield,

"Then a single True Lord would be enough to slaughter all the Venerables of the other races.

"Our True Lords could kill the Venerables of other