Jiang Liu looked at the scene before him, but his heart was utterly shaken.
The scene appearing before him was not the picturesque landscape, filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers, that he had imagined.
Instead, it was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, with bones scattered everywhere.
At a glance, Jiang Liu could no longer count how many bones had appeared here.
When he had first entered this Battlefield Space, he had still thought that the bones hidden beneath the white mist were already numerous enough.
Compared with this place, however, that was like comparing a minor sorcerer to a grand master.
More importantly, the owners of these bones had already been dead for who knew how long.
Yet the auras radiating from them seemed even stronger than those of the Battlefield Monsters.
This meant that this place was the true Ancient Battlefield.
The battles that had taken place here had been countless times more intense than those outside.
There was no need to look elsewhere. The powerful auras still lingering upon these bones alone were enough to show that.
Moreover, the bones here belonged not only to the Human Race. There were also many bones of the Demon Race, the Divine Race, and even the Beast Race.
Clearly, the great battle that had taken place here had been a chaotic war among the four races.
Furthermore, this battle had occurred after the cultivators of the Three Realms had formed the Demon Race, Divine Race, and Human Race.
If that was the case, then the time when the entire Battlefield Space had appeared seemed rather muddled.
When Jiang Liu had taken control of this Battlefield Space Shard, he had already learned this.
Before this Battlefield Space had shattered, a great battle had already taken place, reducing it