Only then did True Person Dan Yuan recover from his soul-shattered stupor. He raised his eyes to the vast ancient battlefield that had appeared out of thin air, and his heart jolted.
This was a method unique to Lingmiaozi, no inheritance of the Demon Race, but a divine ability of the Human Race's Military School.
After this battle, Dan Yuan finally began to take the Third Prince of Azure Sea Lake seriously. Though his years of cultivation were astonishingly few, his cultivation foundation and unique divine abilities were all exceptional. He could never be treated as an ordinary junior.
How perceptive Lingmiaozi was. Ordinary spells and Five Elements divine abilities would all be dissolved by Gu Xing's Purification Divine Ability, so she used no conventional offensive Dao arts. Instead, she unleashed this killing art of the Military School.
Though this ancient battlefield looked like an illusory projection, it was a fragment of time preserved from a bloody battle in Ancient Antiquity. Even the "World-Cleansing Tribulation" could not purify it completely.
This art was supremely domineering, capable of forcibly dragging an opponent's divine soul into the battlefield illusion.
Once a divine soul was eroded by boundless killing intent, imprisoned and plundered by the ancient battlefield's power, even a seventh-tier cultivator would find the damage exceedingly difficult to repair, with endless troubles to follow.
Moreover, once their divine soul sank into it, what they faced was not the ancient battlefield itself, but a fragment that a mighty figure had plucked from the river of time with a divine ability-that battle, that web of cause and effect.
This meant that Gu Xing would have to confront beings who had truly existed on that ancient battlefield. Seventh-tier cultivators, and even eighth-tier experts, might reappear within that lingering shadow.
Lingmiaozi dared not relax for an