A sudden rainstorm swept through, washing away the ashes and revealing fragments of weapons.
Black clouds hung low over the old battlefield, as if they might crash to the ground. There was no wind; dead silence pressed down suffocatingly. Shattered armor and swords lay everywhere, seeming to recount the battle's savagery. The water in the puddles was gray-black and viscous, occasionally bubbling with a gurgle as a thick stench of blood spread through the air. Even evil ghosts would not set foot on this land.
A Devil Race skull opened its mouth in a silent howl. Its cranium was enormous, with a crossbow bolt piercing straight through its forehead.
Beside it lay half a Heavenly Court standard-issue spear, strips of torn cloth hanging low and swaying faintly.
A death zone where not a blade of grass grew...
A shaft of sunlight pierced the black clouds and fell upon the silent world, illuminating the battlefield ruins.
The huge Devil Race skull had empty, black eye sockets. Then, a pair of small silver-white battle boots patterned in gold slowly descended. Their toes lightly touched the skeleton's foot, stepping firmly onto it. The sunlight vanished from the sky, leaving only a slender female immortal general glowing with faint radiance.
Bai Yujun had returned to the old battlefield alone.
"The energy field is in chaos. I can't sense anything."
She took out a meditation cushion and placed it atop the skull, found a comfortable position, and sat down. Then she snapped her fingers.
Snap~
More than ten clones spread in all directions, carefully sensing every trace of energy as they conducted a carpet search. She had scanned this place during the rain before, but unwilling to give up, she had come today to try her luck once more.
The Devil Race's strange actions had