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A powerful martial artist's tomb, perhaps even one belonging to Gods and Devils—how many opportunities and fortunes might it contain? It was truly beyond imagination. Meng Zhao was determined to claim it.

Song Zhiwen was not particularly surprised. From the moment Meng Zhao had discovered the peculiarities of Eternal Mausoleum, he had known this day would come sooner or later. He simply had not expected Meng Zhao to uncover its secret so quickly. Though there had been some deviation, it was still quite remarkable.

By now, he had abandoned any thought of monopolizing the Ancient Battlefield. He wanted even more to resolve his grievances with Meng Zhao, at the very least so he would not have to face the desperate assassinations of such a vast force. Thus, he transmitted his voice,

"That is right. There is indeed a Grotto-Heaven Secret Realm hidden there. The severed finger Tie Xiongfei possesses also came from that Grotto-Heaven Secret Realm. However, it is not the tomb of some powerful expert, but an Ancient Battlefield.

"Blood clouds filled the sky, a black sun hung overhead, and white mist spread everywhere. The ground was strewn with severed limbs, shattered chariots, and weapons beyond count. We found that severed finger beside a pool of blood, and quite a few people died there.

"The era in which that brutal battle took place is unknown, and the identities of those who fought are unknown. But its dangers are in no way inferior to any known forbidden land in the world today. Whoever enters will face nothing but a nine-in-ten chance of death."

Meng Zhao's eyes lit up. He had not expected his deduction based on that pure yin qi to be wrong. That place was not a tomb, but an Ancient Battlefield. Yet a thought soon crossed his mind,