Yellow Springs Tree

At that moment, inside Divine Fall Hall, Yi Yun was advancing when he suddenly felt an extremely dangerous sensation. Almost without thinking, he drew the Illusion Snow Sword.

Clang!

A piercing sound rang out. Yi Yun felt that his Sword Light had blocked something in the air.

That thing was invisible and formless, yet it carried an intense killing intent. Yi Yun felt that this killing intent had even invaded his meridians, causing a needle-prick-like pain throughout his body.

Killing aura?

Yi Yun raised his brows. Such a powerful killing aura—if not for his keen perception and sufficient strength, any other martial artist who came here would likely have their weapon split apart by this killing intent, their bodies sliced up and twisted into pieces.

The power of this killing intent was too strong. How had it appeared?

Yi Yun was puzzled. Even if the Ancient Battlefield had truly seen a battle between unimaginable experts, it must have happened hundreds of millions, or even over a billion, years ago. No matter how dense the killing aura had been back then, it should have dissipated long ago.

Yet judging from the strength of this killing aura, it could still threaten him. It was as if, despite enduring such an immeasurably long span of time, it had never weakened at all.

This confused Yi Yun. After pondering for a moment, he took out a copper token glowing with red light.

This copper token was the item Yi Yun had obtained in the passageway of Divine Fall Hall. It was a token.

Before entering the Ancient Battlefield, Yi Yun had also bought a Slaughter Token from a martial artist belonging to another faction.

The Slaughter Token had circulated among the martial artists of several major factions for such a long time, yet no