The Ancient Battlefield space.
The Blood Nether general Tu Ling was pursuing Gu Chenfeng through this space.
Yet at this moment, Tu Ling was exceptionally irritated.
With his powerful cultivation at the Late Source Venerable Realm, he had originally trapped Gu Chenfeng within this space.
It should have been as simple as a cat toying with a mouse, or catching a turtle in a jar.
But the situation now had completely defied his expectations.
Ever since Gu Chenfeng entered this place, buried deep within the Ancient Battlefield-
An even older "ancient space" filled with countless natural formations.
He had been like a fish in water, weaving between the various natural formations.
He could actually discern almost precisely the "paths through the gates of life" in all the restrictions, or break through their weak points, moving without obstruction.
Not only had he used these natural formations along the way to obstruct Tu Ling.
He could even take the opportunity to enter the relatively well-preserved cave abodes throughout this battlefield and plunder their treasures.
Such brazen behavior left Tu Ling so furious that smoke poured from his seven orifices, yet he could not fathom it no matter how he thought.
"Even if he's a formation Great Grandmaster, no matter how accomplished he is in formations, he couldn't possibly treat these natural formations as though they were nothing and unravel them with a glance.
"Could this fellow have been here before?"
The thought merely flashed through Tu Ling's mind before he instantly rejected it.
This Primordial Battlefield had clearly only recently been uncovered, and layers of sealings barred access. There was absolutely no way the other party could have entered beforehand.
"Just why is this happening?"
Meanwhile, Gu Chenfeng paid no heed to what Tu Ling, pursuing behind him, was thinking.
He hurtled