This time, to deal with the Nether Soldiers, Linglong Immortal Fairy and the others had specifically asked Tianyin Temple to send more disciples. Bu Wen had also brought several hundred experts. With them and the experts from the other races, killing the Nether Soldiers was relatively easy. Ling Tian and the others were advancing at a startling pace; they would probably meet up with Zi Yun and his group, who had set out ahead of them, in just over a month.
Three or four days after Zi Yun and the others left, the number of Nether Soldiers gradually began to dwindle. Ling Tian knew that Zi Yun and his group had successfully sealed the entrance to the real Ancient Battlefield. That was why no more Nether Soldiers could emerge.
Without any more Nether Soldiers coming through, every one killed on the outer Ancient Battlefield meant one less enemy. The pressure on Ling Tian and the others eased, and they advanced even faster. They might not even need the month they had expected to catch up with Zi Yun and his group.
After Wu De's group sealed the entrance to the real Ancient Battlefield, they didn't rush in. Instead, they followed Ling Tian's advice and set up arrays and restrictions around the entrance. They laid out several kinds: offensive arrays, defensive arrays, and more defensive arrays. Naturally, they also included arrays to refine the deathly aura.
Just as Ling Tian and the others had guessed, the entrance was where the deathly aura from the entire outer Ancient Battlefield gathered. It was incredibly dense. Old Man Ling and the others had to set up several large arrays to refine the deathly aura surging in from every direction. Only after they had ensured that no more of it could enter the real Ancient