The Saber King of the Buried Sword Sea, Huifa of Golden Mountain Temple, Fire God Xiao Lost His Nerve

Shattered weapons, desolate scenery, and bones belonging to more than just the Human Race lay everywhere. The howling wind seemed laced with the wails of Resentful Spirits. A place where Immortals and gods had fallen—this was the Immortal Ancient Battlefield!

Gray mist could be seen everywhere in the Immortal Ancient Battlefield.

It was Resentful Qi condensed into tangible form.

Ordinary cultivators who entered this place would all be affected by the Resentful Qi. Without sufficient cultivation, they could not even stay here for very long.

Somewhere in the Immortal Ancient Battlefield.

Chu Kuangren was walking across the battlefield with Lan Yu and the others.

"What a scene of utter ruin."

The Sword Crown shook his head and sighed.

He swept a hand out, easily shutting out all the surrounding Resentful Qi.

After several courses of treatment, his internal injuries had largely healed, and he could now use sixty to seventy percent of his strength. What remained no longer required Chu Kuangren's treatment; he could slowly recover on his own.

Before long, the Sword Crown would return to his peak.

And Chu Kuangren would gain another Immortal follower.

"Even an Immortal in life becomes nothing more than a mound of yellow earth after death," Chu Kuangren said mildly as he looked at the bones on the ground. Faint Immortal radiance still lingered on them, but far too many years had passed. Even the bones of Immortals would now crumble into dust at a touch.

Only exceptionally powerful Immortals could keep their bodies imperishable after death, even preserving them for an epoch without their power dissipating.

But such Immortals were far too rare.

There had probably been only a handful even in the ancient Complete Immortal Realm.

Whoosh, whoosh...

Several streaks of light flew over Chu Kuangren's head.

"That direction again. Did