Vast mountains sprawled beneath the sky, ancient trees soared aloft, yet most were shattered and broken.
Savage fissures crisscrossed the mountains and earth, while countless ruined corpses lay scattered everywhere the eye could see.
Thick blood had flowed for countless years. It seemed not to have fully congealed, yet it also seemed to have completely fused with silent death, rippling and glistening with an indescribable strangeness.
Amid the sweeping rivers of blood, countless corpses lay quietly sprawled across the ground. Some were Monster Beast bodies as towering as mountain peaks; some were severed limbs filling ravines; others were the corpses of bizarre insects never before seen...
They came in every strange shape imaginable, a dazzling chaos of forms...
Silent death surged, carrying a rolling stench of blood in every direction. Yet the bloodiness was not pungent. Instead, it carried an exceedingly pleasant, unusual fragrance.
But upon closer inhalation, that strange fragrance was also filled with dense decay and silent death.
Drawing it into one's nostrils even brought a stinging sensation of being corroded.
This heaven and earth—or rather, everything upon this battlefield—had undergone the transformations of countless years and had long since completely fused with silent death, evolving into a special and bizarre... "domain"! "Sky Palace... Ancient Battlefield!"
Chu Mu's expression turned grave. His taut body immediately restrained its aura to the utmost, lest it stir any disturbance in this place.
He cautiously took a step forward. The blood was viscous, like some exceptionally adhesive glue. Even with the power of his current physique, he could feel its stickiness.
"Golden Core, Nascent Soul, great cultivators..."
"Fourth Order Great Demons..."
Chu Mu swept his gaze around, and the approximate identities of the corpses surfaced in his mind.
He crouched down. Before him lay a ruined human body.
The corpse's Dharma Robe