Although Lin He felt somewhat vexed—Great Ascension Stage experts were now rather scarce in terms of combat power, and it was truly a pity to send one to his death—just as the person beside him had said, if the other party was looking to die, there was nothing he could do to stop them. He could only sigh helplessly and stop concerning himself with it.
Meanwhile, Yang Chen had completely entered this nightmare-like environment shrouded in black smoke, where a single glance could not pierce the shadows to see the conditions in all directions.
"This place is practically like the Extreme Yin Land—perhaps even more chaotic than the Extreme Yin Land. Ghostly qi and true qi are mixed everywhere, all kinds of forces tangled together, creating countless spatial rifts. One careless step, and one could be sucked into the spatial turbulence. This truly is a battlefield..."
Yang Chen looked around and had already sensed a great deal of life fading away. This was a special ability he possessed as the holder of life and death Dao Intent, one he had only recently mastered after learning the Reincarnation True Scripture.
However, its usefulness could not be considered great. He could only sense things faintly, and could not even tell whether those who had died were ghostly creatures or humans.
Although Yang Chen wanted to save more humans, after thinking it over, he ultimately gave up on the idea.
On a battlefield, the greatest taboo was charging about like a headless fly. If he truly did that, he would not be far from waiting for death.
The most suitable method was still to establish a clear route, follow the plan from beginning to end, and accomplish everything in one stroke without lingering about carelessly for too long.
Naturally, he had a