On the battlefield of the Central Plains.
Phantom Ghost stood atop a formation that radiated black mist over a hundred-mile expanse. Her figure was slender, her tight black dress slightly torn to reveal delicate skin, and she clearly looked as though she had just fought a great battle. Her pale face showed that the formation had reached a critical moment, yet she still divided her attention, opening her beautiful eyes to gaze toward the center of the battlefield, where immortal spiritual energy was most concentrated.
The battlefield controlled by the Divine Heart of Heavenly Arts had long since become a place ordinary cultivators could not approach. Its thick, bloody fog was the residual immortal power of numerous Great Luo Golden Immortals, dispersed across thousands upon thousands of miles. Those below the Golden Core Stage lost their minds upon touching even the outer blood mist; within half a day, their minds and spirits would be ruined and their golden cores shattered. The farther inward one went, the more dangerous the forbidden zone became. At its center, when the Great Dao of [Eternity] deemed an intruder an enemy, it could turn a cultivator into something like a stone statue, whose life within that place was unaffected by anything at all.
It was a place even Phantom Ghost, who had already begun searching for an opportunity to reach Mahayana, was unwilling to touch lightly.
This forbidden zone had existed for a month. By now, the battlefield had expanded across the entire mortal world, and there were no few forbidden grounds like this one, all places where the world's mighty fought and pitted themselves against one another.
The [Divine Heart of Heavenly Arts] forbidden ground ranked among the foremost!
"The Great Dao of Finality..."
Phantom Ghost gazed at the manifestation rising high above the