They're All Here-Are the Demons Finished?

Lin Changsheng looked at the empty ground before him, and his whole mood soured.

He had previously declared that he would definitely gain something in the Sword Tomb.

But now? Forget gains—he could not even see the Sword Tomb anymore.

"Could someone have moved the Sword Tomb away?" Even Lin Changsheng himself did not believe those words.

The Sword Tomb was a relic within the Ancient God Battlefield, and he knew its history extremely well.

It was a sacred ground in the hearts of all sword cultivators who entered the Ancient God Battlefield.

For every sword cultivator who had fallen within the Ancient God Battlefield, the final destination of their swords was the Sword Tomb.

And according to legend, the Sword Tomb had gradually formed from Divine Swords left behind after powerful ancient sword cultivators fell.

Not only could one obtain divine weapons here, one could also comprehend the inherited artistic conceptions of seniors of the Sword Dao. But now, everything was gone.

"This is going to cause a major incident," he murmured.

"I have a feeling that this Ancient God Battlefield will be extremely dangerous. It seems I need to be even more cautious."

"Then I'll stay away from them."

"Yes, that's right. Stay away from them!"

The people Lin Changsheng referred to were not just the Human Race, but also the Devil Race.

He intended to stay away from every relic location people might visit. As long as he did not encounter anyone, there presumably would not be any danger.

He had no idea that within the Ancient God Battlefield, there were not only the Devil Race and the Human Race.

There was also the Demon Race, as well as certain races nurtured by the Ancient God Battlefield over countless years.

Every time the Ancient God Battlefield opened,