Soon, I arrived at the Asura battlefield the female cultivator had mentioned. Sure enough, corpses lay everywhere, though most were low-level cultivators and monsters that had leaped out of the beast tide. Hardly any high-level cultivators were injured. Clearly, this battle had been a clash primarily between Earth-Rank disciples.
In the silent sea of corpses, groups of cultivators gathered around the fog-shrouded area. Naturally, the cultivators on the outskirts were still low-level ones, while the farther in I went, the more high-level cultivators there were. My cultivation was currently suppressed to the Ninth-Layer Immortal Realm, so while I was on the outskirts, no cultivator dared point fingers at me—even though I was currently among the Ghost Sect cultivators.
After surveying the surroundings, I saw that the humans, ghost cultivators, and Demon Race were nearly evenly matched. Since I was wearing the uniform of the Immortal Path Sect, I deliberately headed in that direction. I kept silent the entire way, afraid someone might recognize my voice. After passing through one group of cultivators after another, I soon reached the front of the crowd.
A huge circle had formed ahead, and Zhou Qiping was standing at the very front of the Ghost Sect. In front of him, a delicate-looking female ghost cultivator sat dejectedly, trembling. A faint golden radiance enveloped her body, and divine light gleamed above her head. She was clearly in the state characteristic of someone who possessed a divine persona.
When I saw that Zhou Qiping had not entered the Spirit Transformation Realm, I breathed a sigh of relief. Sure enough, not everyone could enter the Spirit Transformation Realm so easily. Zhou Qiping had shouted at the time that he was going to study the Spirit Transformation Realm beyond the Tenth-Layer Immortal Realm, yet more than half a year