The Void Blade Sect kept its treasures to itself. Even within the sect, the Void Soul Battlefield was open only to core disciples and certain elders.
For outsiders, over the past thousand years, only those willing to pay an enormous price had ever gained a chance to enter the Void Soul Battlefield.
Lu Yang had never expected Shanhetal to be willing to pay such a high price to send him into the Void Soul Battlefield. A flicker of excitement stirred in his heart.
At the same time, a trace of doubt crept in.
First of all, Lu Yang had never heard of a place called Void Heaven Palace before.
He imagined it wouldn't be easy to uncover the secrets of Void Heaven Palace within the Void Soul Battlefield.
Secondly, the Void Soul Battlefield could accommodate any martial artist below the King level. By all rights, it would make more sense for Wu Shentong to send in martial artists like Liao Changhe and Qiu Jian, who had reached the Sub-King level.
Sending a martial artist at the first level of the Grandmaster Realm—wasn't that a case of using a small tool for a big job?
But Wu Shentong's thoughts ran as deep as the sea. Lu Yang knew he must have his reasons for doing this.
Besides, after obtaining the supreme-grade defensive sacred weapon Frost-Deceiver, Lu Yang wasn't so afraid anymore.
For defense against attacks on his soul, he had the Soul Suppressing Pearl; for his physical body, he had Frost-Deceiver. Even if he encountered a Sub-King-level being in the Void Soul Battlefield, he was confident he could escape with his life.
Lu Yang wondered if this was why Wu Shentong had arranged for him to enter the Void Soul Battlefield. Perhaps the place was so dangerous that anyone else who