At last, this thrilling, life-and-death battle came to an end, and the Immortal and Mortal Realms returned once more to their former peace and tranquility. Though they had endured countless hardships and everyone was utterly exhausted, their faces still bore relieved, satisfied smiles. For they all understood clearly: the arduous responsibility of safeguarding the safety and stability of the Immortal and Mortal Realms might never truly end, but no matter how rugged the road ahead became or how densely it was covered in thorns, they would press onward without hesitation and bravely face any hardship or severe trial that might descend upon the world!
However, the good times did not last. This hard-won peace was shattered again after only a moment. The spiritual energy fluctuations in the Immortal and Mortal Realms, once calm as a lake, suddenly turned violent, as though some enormous upheaval were about to descend. At the same time, a faint yet spine-chilling Decay Aura began to spread soundlessly.
Faced with such a strange situation, everyone present became wary. The First Generation Inheritor, in particular, did not dare let down his guard. He immediately led the others in tracing the source of the Decay Aura. Before long, the group arrived at an ancient battlefield that had long been abandoned and forgotten.
The place was utterly silent. As far as the eye could see, there were piles of bleached bones and wreckage strewn across the ground, while the air was filled with an intense aura of vengeful spirits. Then, a sudden change occurred! A low, suppressed howl rang out, followed by countless ferocious evil ghosts erupting from the earth like a tidal wave. These ghosts exuded grim and terrifying auras, their faces twisted hideously and their mouths filled with sharp fangs. They were a horrifying sight.
Seeing the