At one side of the ancient Dao arena.
The five Immortal God Lords who had arrived with Su Yi awoke from their unconsciousness.
The moment they saw their predicament, their expressions changed.
Yet they were Immortal God Lords who had weathered great storms; they quickly calmed down.
As for Su Yi, there was naturally no such issue.
He had remained awake the entire time.
At this moment, he was studying the ancient Dao arena in the distance.
The Dao arena was black, built from strange Chaos Stones, and covered an area of roughly ten thousand zhang.
The ground of the arena was covered in mysterious sacrificial patterns. The dazzling blood-red light shooting into the heavens came from those patterns.
Without question, this was the Heartbreak Battlefield those Innate Godfiends had mentioned!
Hmm?
As Su Yi's gaze shifted to one side of the ancient Dao arena, his eyes quietly narrowed.
A gigantic cage stood there.
A group of powerful cultivators was imprisoned within. All of them were mangled and bloody, their appearances miserable as they lay sprawled on the ground like livestock, unconscious.
At the same time, the black robed man Ming Ke's voice rang out:
"Everyone, this is the Pit Secret Realm you spoke of. And now, you have become captives of our Innate Godfiend lineage."
The five Immortal God Lords exchanged glances, all of them filled with uncertainty and alarm.
Yet none of them spoke. They were able to keep their composure.
"Earlier, while you were unconscious, we left the imprint of the Heaven Flame Totem within each of you."
Ming Ke continued, "It is like an invisible shackle that has firmly bound you. No matter how you struggle, you are destined to be unable to escape."
The imprint of the Heaven Flame Totem?
Everyone's expressions darkened.
"However, you