"An Ancient Battlefield of the Evil Dragon Clan?!"
Luo Hong's face immediately showed surprise as he asked doubtfully.
"Since Master Luo also knows of the Evil Dragon Clan, I need not explain much further.
That Ancient Battlefield was left behind by the Evil Dragon Clan and another ancient great clan that has since been wiped out. The space it occupies is an artificially created cave heaven on the verge of collapse.
Therefore, only existences at our Silver Mayfly Stage can enter. This has also left some areas shrouded in powerful restrictions forever unexplored by later generations!"
Ling Feng waved a hand and formed a soundproof spiritual barrier around them. His eyes gleamed as he continued:
"There are very few records concerning those two ancient great clans, but I happened to read in an ancient text that the reason the Evil Dragon Clan aroused public outrage back then was because they demanded every race offer up their own high-level clansmen as tribute, which they would refine into a sacred healing medicine exclusive to the Evil Dragon Clan—the Evil Dragon Pill!
Whenever battle came, the Evil Dragon cultivators leading the troops would invariably carry a varying number of these pills. Moreover, they could capture high-level enemies alive and refine such pills right before battle.
Thus, there is an eighty to ninety percent chance that several Evil Dragon Pills remain in that Ancient Battlefield's camp to this day.
And the medicinal power of the Evil Dragon Pill is extraordinarily potent. If we can consume one, our cultivation will certainly soar. At the very least, it would save us one or two hundred years of bitter cultivation!"
"Silver Fairy, is he telling the truth? Are there really pills with such powerful medicinal effects?"
Luo Hong was immediately greatly intrigued. After all, no cultivator could