Within a vast, boundless space, pitch-black and untouched by daylight.
Clatter!!
Metal scraped and rattled. Dejected cultivators of various races, dressed in somewhat tattered clothing, trudged slowly through a dark passage in a long line, their hands and feet bound by pitch-black chains.
High above this pitch-black space.
Hum!!
A brilliant sweep of Five-Colored Spirit Light flew past. A slender woman hovered in midair, a pair of enormous, vividly colored butterfly wings spreading behind her. Scales shimmered with Five-Colored Spirit Light in the air around her, while her face was exquisitely beautiful beneath a head of black hair. She held a long whip that radiated spirit-light runes...
Crack! Crack!!
The butterfly-winged woman shouted, "Move, move, move! Hurry up, all of you! If you foreign races can come out of the Reincarnation Battlefield alive, that will count as a great contribution!! If you want to live, get in there!!"
At her words, the expressions of many cultivators shifted slightly. They glanced up at the butterfly-winged woman, not daring to look for long, then turned their eyes toward the distance. At the far end stood an enormous cliff, with a bottomless abyss before it. In the middle of the abyss was a ring-shaped Restriction Formation, covered in mysterious, profound runes of Five-Colored Spirit Light that gave off an eerie radiance.
Among these captured cultivators bound in chains, Han Yuwan's expression shifted slightly. She glanced back and saw Fairy Ningyu, Fairy Jade Orchid, and Red Dragon Girl following behind her...
Then she sighed deeply without saying a word. It was not that she did not want to speak; the restraining chains had sealed away their ability to speak.
After ascending from the Earth Realm to the Upper Realm, they had encountered countless dangers, surviving by the skin of their teeth. Yet whenever the