Dark Saint Tiger

"Big Brother! Brother Luo Heng!"

Shouts came from not far away, followed by two figures swiftly darting over. They were Little Yan and Xiao Diao, with the Sky Dragon Demon Commander following behind them.

"You two weren't separated too far either," Luo Heng said with a smile.

Xiao Diao nodded, then swept his gaze across the land. "This ancient battlefield is exceptionally vast. It should have been an important battlefield during the ancient war that shook heaven and earth. Quite a few powerful experts fell here."

He paused, his gaze landing on the enormous skeletons in the distance. "Many of those bones belong to races that only existed in ancient times. They have now vanished into the river of history."

Lin Dong nodded slightly, feeling somewhat heavy-hearted as well.

That ancient catastrophe had truly been terrifying. Even with the Symbol Ancestor leading them, humanity had only won by a narrow margin, and they had left behind no small amount of trouble, such as the "Demon Prison," whose reach had unknowingly extended who knew where in the shadows.

"Let's go. Straight to the Devouring Divine Hall," Luo Heng said, not lingering on the subject.

He flew ahead to lead the way while spreading out his Spiritual Power, constantly sensing changes in the surrounding environment.

Although his current strength was enough to deal with most threats, there was no harm in being more cautious in this unknown ancient battlefield.

The five of them turned into five streaks of light that tore through the silent world, soon vanishing into the distance.

This ancient battlefield was exceptionally vast. The five of them pushed their speed to the limit for nearly twenty minutes, yet there was still no sign of its end.

The number of enormous skeletons scattered across the ground gradually increased. The sight