At the mention of the Heavenly Prodigy Battlefield, Cai Teng's gaze turned grave as well. A stern fighting spirit spilled out of him uncontrollably, his fists clenched tight.
After a moment, he finally asked, "At his peak, the ancestor's realm must have been close to that of an immortal, right? Can such a small Heartless Fruit truly bring him back?"
"It can summon everything, even true divine artifacts. Though it cannot manifest them completely, it can cast forth their shadows. Their power would be greatly diminished, but a divine artifact is still a divine artifact—not something mortals can withstand. Compared to that, summoning your Cai Clan's ancestor should pose no problem," the beautiful middle-aged woman said indifferently.
Cai Teng narrowed his eyes slightly and said no more, merely gazing thoughtfully at the entrance to the forbidden ground in the distance.
At this moment, several pairs of men and women entered the forbidden ground. They were all disciples of Heartless Valley. Facing the chaotic, drifting rosy mist ahead, grave and wary expressions appeared on all their faces.
The men and women moved separately in pairs, sneaking forward with utmost caution. Yin and yang energies shielded them from the rosy mist's attacks as they slowly searched through the forbidden ground.
Meanwhile, inside that hidden cave, Chen Fan still remained in his charred state. He could no longer feel any other part of his body; only his Divine Soul, eyes, and heart remained.
These were the origins of life, allowing him to survive without dying even now.
Yet what shocked him was that the Qin Xian'er before him clearly truly existed. She did not seem like an illusion; everything was so real.
But what chilled his heart was that the Samadhi True Fire on his body was still burning, while Qin