Outer Realm Battlefield: Giant Demon Clan's Peak Old Ancestor Lei Ji

"Hoo!"

On the field, Qin Hao's face was deathly pale, and he looked extremely weakened.

Although the power of the Slaying Luo Art was terrifying, the consumption was equally immense.

By now, the spiritual power within Qin Hao's body had been completely exhausted.

Even his Nascent Soul had become incredibly dim and withered due to the excessive drain.

My cultivation is still too weak!

Qin Hao shook his head and commanded Wu Yu, "Arrange a cave dwelling for This Seat. This Seat intends to enter secluded meditation!"

"Yes, Master!"

Wu Yu's attitude was respectful, his eyes filled with awe.

His master had managed to break through a formation that only a Spirit Transformation stage expert could shatter.

Did this not mean his master was already the peerless figure beneath the Spirit Transformation stage?

He might even have the strength to put up a fight against an early-stage Spirit Transformation expert.

Wu Yu felt that the brilliant sword light from just moments ago could have split the very heavens and earth.

"Die!"

With a single strike, Wu Yu obliterated the eight Corpse Yin Sect disciples guarding the formation, then said respectfully, "Master, please, this way!"

These people knew the truth, so naturally, they could not be left alive.

"Mm!"

Qin Hao nodded and stepped forward to follow.

Wang Lin and A'Dai followed closely behind.

"Progenitor, you have returned?"

"The protective sect formation was activated just now—did something happen?"

Along the way, many Corpse Yin Sect cultivators flew out from their cave dwellings and asked upon seeing Wu Yu.

"Senior Brother's Corpse Puppet rebelled, forcing me to activate the formation to suppress it. Unexpectedly, the puppet self-destructed, and Senior Brother has fallen!"

Wu Yu wore a look of sorrow as he said, "Now, I am the only Nascent Soul expert left in the Corpse Yin Sect, so I shall temporarily act as the Sect Master."

"To prevent righteous cultivators from taking advantage of our weakened state, effective immediately, the Corpse Yin Sect is closing its gates. No one is permitted to leave; violators will be treated as traitors to the sect!"

"Understood!"

The various Elders and disciples of the Corpse Yin Sect bowed in agreement.

Although many of them suspected the truth was not as simple as Wu Yu claimed, their strength was inferior to his, so they dared not defy him.

"That is all. Disperse!"

Wu Yu waved his hand, secretly sending voice transmissions to his own disciples and those of his lineage.

Only then did he lead Qin Hao to an underground karst cave.

Wu Yu said respectfully, "Master, this is the best place for cultivation in the Corpse Yin Sect. Both spiritual energy and Yin Qi are extremely abundant here."

"You have been thoughtful."

Qin Hao nodded slightly and instructed him, "While I am in secluded meditation, no one is to disturb me!"

"Yes!"

Wu Yu nodded and said, "I will arrange for people to stand guard in the vicinity."

Hearing this, Qin Hao entered the cave dwelling and closed the Stone Gate.

The cave was quite spacious, with a layer of blue frost coating the ground, while the surrounding hollows continuously released dense, Chilling Qi.

Next, I shall first restore my spiritual power.

Qin Hao sat cross-legged and brushed his right hand over his Storage Bag, causing two Supreme Grade Spirit Stones to appear in his palm.

Holding one in each hand, Qin Hao began to meditate and regulate his breathing.

As he cultivated, his entire being seemed to transform into a massive black hole, frantically drawing the surrounding Chilling Qi into his body.

Since Qin Hao was cultivating the Nine Nether Yellow Springs Art, he had no fear of the Chilling Qi.

On the contrary, this Chilling Qi was of great benefit to him.

Just as Qin Hao entered secluded meditation, a seven-colored auspicious cloud suddenly appeared in the sky above the Zhao Kingdom, blotting out the sun.

Once the seven-colored clouds emerged, an aura resembling Heavenly Might swept across the entire Zhao Kingdom, causing countless cultivators to tremble in fear.

Only a Nascent Soul stage expert could withstand this pressure.

"The Outer Realm Battlefield is about to open!"

Wu Yu, who was in the midst of closed-door cultivation, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Every time the Outer Realm Battlefield opens, my Corpse Yin Sect must send people to Jue Ming Valley. This time, we must also arrange for people to go in to prevent anyone from discovering the truth about what happened in the Corpse Yin Sect!"

Thinking of this, he rushed out of his cave dwelling and ordered all the Corpse Yin Sect elders and disciples: "The Outer Realm Battlefield is about to open. Old Man will be away for a few days; anyone who leaves this place will be killed without mercy!"

After giving the order, Wu Yu personally set up a Nascent Soul-level grand formation here to prevent these people from running away.

Afterward, he left the Corpse Yin Sect and flew toward the location of the Tongtian Tower in the Zhao Kingdom.

Besides Wu Yu, Nascent Soul Experts from various sects within the Zhao Kingdom were also heading straight for the Tongtian Tower.

Among them, naturally, was the Nascent Soul Ancestor of Teng Family City, Teng Huayuan.

He was merely a Guest Elder of Wufeng Valley, so logically, he did not need to go.

However, in order to find the murderer who killed his grandson, Teng Huayuan intended to seek Gao Qiming of the Misty Sect to perform a divination for him.

Gao Qiming of the Misty Sect was a famous master of divine calculation.

He figured he should be able to help him find his enemy.

Several days later, Wu Yu returned from the Tongtian Tower.

After Wu Yu returned, he sent a voice transmission to the crowd of Corpse Yin Sect disciples.

Before long, these Corpse Yin Sect disciples all gathered in a massive karst cave.

Curious, Wang Lin followed them as well.

"The once-in-a-century Outer Realm Battlefield is about to open. To compete for the entry qualifications, my Corpse Yin Sect will also arrange for Foundation Establishment Cultivators to participate!"

Wu Yu looked at the crowd and began to call out the names of the candidates.

Those he selected all came from the lineage of his Senior Brother, Ye Zizai.

Outer Realm Battlefield? What kind of place is that?

Wang Lin heard the name once again.

The last time he heard it was when Piao Nanzi went to the Hengyue Sect to inform them that the Hengyue Sect's Nascent Soul Ancestor had fallen on the Outer Realm Battlefield.

"The Outer Realm Battlefield is a place for cultivators from various cultivation nations to go and die!"

Situ Nan said slowly: "If a Level 5 Cultivation Nation wants to advance to Level 6, they must win enough times on the Outer Realm Battlefield, while the Level 4 and Third-rank Cultivation Nations under their command are all just cannon fodder."

"Aren't you being hunted by a Nascent Soul expert? It's very easy to shake them off; you just need to enter the Outer Realm Battlefield and use the Teleportation Array there to go to other cultivation nations, and you will be free."

"Oh?"

Wang Lin's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but speak up: "Senior Wu Yu, this junior also wishes to enter the Outer Realm Battlefield."

Seeing someone dare to address him by name, Wu Yu frowned and was about to scold him.

But when he saw it was Wang Lin, he couldn't help but nod and reply: "Since you want to enter, then go ahead!"

Although he was not clear about the exact relationship between Wang Lin and Qin Hao, he still had to give this much face.

Just like that, Wu Yu activated the formation, allowing the Foundation Establishment cultivators of Ye Zizai's lineage and Wang Lin to enter, teleporting them to Jue Ming Valley.

He did not know how much time had passed, but Qin Hao finally woke up.

"That Slaying Luo Art truly consumes a massive amount of energy!"

Qin Hao said with a look of emotion: "I have been breathing and absorbing energy for so many days, and I have finally restored my state to its peak!"

He stood up tall and looked down at his feet.

"Since I have recovered my cultivation, it is time to head underground!"

Qin Hao had read the original story, so he naturally knew what was beneath the Corpse Yin Sect.

There lay the Peak Old Ancestor of the Giant Demon Clan—Lei Ji!