"This appears to be some ancient battlefield. Judging by its aura, it should date back to an extremely distant time. Perhaps this is where the myriad races and the aberrations once clashed."
Ye Lin crouched on the ground and spoke slowly, while Zhao Ling'er nodded deeply.
Because she had discovered aberration corpses here.
Yet strangely enough, there was not a trace of aberrant aura here. There were only aberration corpses, and even those corpses bore no aberrant aura.
That was truly strange.
To aberrations, aberrant aura was like Immortal Qi in the eyes of cultivators—a form of energy that could be directly absorbed for cultivation.
"Let's head forward and take a look."
In the end, Ye Lin rose to his feet. Zhao Ling'er followed at his side, her tiny hand taking hold of his large one.
Feeling the warmth in his palm, Ye Lin froze slightly. Then he tightened his grip on Zhao Ling'er's little hand and headed forward.
One large and one small, they walked across this battlefield carpeted with corpses.
Ye Lin searched all around as they went. His primary objective was Chaos Qi, yet there was no so-called Chaos Qi in the air.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.
Just then, sharp sounds of air being torn apart rang out continuously in the distant sky. Ye Lin narrowed his eyes and looked over, only to see streaks of purple-black mist flying through the heavens.
Each wisp of mist drifted about like a mischievous child.
"What a domineering gas."
Ye Lin was slightly startled. Within that tiny wisp, he sensed an incomparably overbearing will.
"Chaos Qi? How could there possibly be Chaos Qi here?"
Zhao Ling'er's little face was filled with shock. Chaos Qi—that was something from beyond the Star River Cosmos.
Even Primordial Unity Golden Immortals found it harder than