In the Ancient Battlefield.
It was a long-abandoned ruin.
But the ruins, broken swords and knives, were stuck in the blood-red earth.
White bones are everywhere. Although the bones show signs of being violently damaged by others, they have remained untouched by time even after being left here for hundreds of thousands of years.
What level of spiritual attainment did the owners of these bones reach?
Just how powerful were those who killed them?
The air was faintly filled with a subtle yet powerful aura, all of which spoke volumes about the past prosperity of this place and the ferocity of the great battle.
"Even with such power, the Mortal Realm of yesteryear still declined, and its lineage was severed." Ye Qiubai looked around, his expression grave.
Ye Qiubai didn't say the rest because Song Xiao was there.
However, the slightly serious expressions on Hong Ying and the others' faces already indicated that they actually understood.
At that time, the powerful Mortal Realm was invaded by the Evil Devil Domain. Despite their desperate resistance, their lineage was still severed. Only by giving their all could they seal the Evil Devil Domain to this day.
So, when the Evil Devil Domain breaks its seal and once again raises its sword against the Mortal Realm, how could the Mortal Realm possibly resist with its current strength?
It's likely that the situation will become one-sided.
Countless living beings in the Mortal Realm will face slaughter!
Catastrophe is imminent...
Song Xiao glanced behind him and laughed, "Everyone, now is not the time for sentimentality. There are quite a few people following behind us."
Mu Fusheng said helplessly, "Our senior brother is the only one who has gained the approval of the remnant souls and obtained an item from the Ancient Battlefield. They will definitely think that we have more clues."
"Then why don't we send them away first?" Song Xiao said with a smile.
He seemed frivolous, but his tone was extremely casual.
This is not an exaggeration.
Instead, they didn't even consider the people behind them a threat!
This absolute confidence stems from Song Xiao's strength!
Ye Qiubai shook his head and said, "There's no need for that. What if we need them sometime?"
He then picked up the token depicting a sword, from which Sword Intent drifted in one direction.
Of course, only Ye Qiubai could sense this.
Along the way, they discovered many dilapidated palaces or even the Xuan Tian cave abode.
Clearly, these are the legacies left behind by those powerful figures after their fall.
Heritage everywhere, treasures everywhere!
These eight characters are enough to describe the Ancient Battlefield!
If news of the Ancient Battlefield were to spread, the seven major Divine Lord- level forces would probably go crazy!
Ye Qiubai and the others stopped in front of a small hill.
On this small hill, however, were stuck one broken sword after another.
However, these broken swords did not emit any aura.
It resembled a Sword Tomb.
Ye Qiubai put away the token; the Sword Intent on the token had completely dissipated by this point.
Looking up, I saw that every sword had cracks, both on the hilt and the blade.
It looks extremely desolate!
As if he could sense the mournful cries of each sword, Ye Qiubai slowly bowed before the Sword Tomb, his expression solemn and serious.
Each and every one of these swords was for the sake of the Mortal Realm.
They deserve respect.
Hong Ying then looked back and said, "It seems they can't hold back any longer."
Suddenly, six people came into the view of Hong Ying and the others.
Mu Wan'er snorted arrogantly and said, "How shameless! Always thinking of reaping the benefits without sowing. Seeing that Senior Brother had obtained the clues, he simply decided to follow him without hesitation."
Song Xiao raised an eyebrow at the three of them, but didn't say anything more.
Seemingly having heard Mu Wan'er's words, one of them smiled and spread his hands, saying, "A clue is just a clue. The inheritance within is for the capable to obtain. If one lacks ability, then having a clue is a waste. So there's no need to say such naive things."
"You call me childish?" Mu Wan'er suddenly smiled.
This expression left Qu Tianjian completely baffled.
Even if you weren't angry, you probably wouldn't laugh at a time like this, right?
"Hey, Brother Qu, why has your face turned so dark? And it's even a bit... purplish?"
A person nearby kindly reminded him.
Upon hearing the reminder from others, Qu Tianjian changed drastically!
The next second, Qu Tianjian suddenly felt a wave of dizziness! Mu Wan'er's beautiful smile also began to fade!
Oh no!
In an instant, Qu Tianjian realized something was wrong with his body. He swayed, glaring at Mu Wan'er and shouting, "What have you done?!"
Mu Wan'er held a jade bottle in her hand and giggled, "Me? I didn't do anything."
Back in the Immortal Realm, Lu Changsheng once said something to her.
Alchemist cannot concoct poisons is an unqualified Alchemist.
Since he is well-versed in pharmacology and can refine pills that enhance cultivation, including miraculous pills that can revive the dead and restore life, then he must also be able to refine poisons that kill without leaving a trace!
After that, while Mu Wan'er followed Hong Ying on her campaigns, she also studied how to concoct poisons.
This bottle of Immortal-Dispersing Powder is one of Mu Wan'er's creations.
If the person affected cannot dispel the attack in time, the Spiritual Qi and Immortal Qi within their body will flow against the flow of their meridians at an extremely rapid pace!
It will also affect the sea of consciousness, influence the other person's State of Mind and thoughts, and slow down the concentration of dispelling the Immortal-Dispersing Powder in the body.
If this drags on for too long, the meridians will explode, and the sea of consciousness will be shattered by one's own Spiritual Qi Immortal Qi!
Of course, in order for the Immortal-Dispersing Powder to successfully hit the opponent, Mu Wan'er deliberately showed this expression to divert the opponent's attention.
Ye Qiubai, Mu Fusheng, Xiao Hei, and Fang Qiong all looked at Mu Wan'er with surprise.
Haven't seen you in a while...
How did Sister Wan become so... cunning?
Is this a distortion of human nature or a decline in morality?
Seeing the look of disbelief on their faces, Hong Ying couldn't help but laugh, "You'd better treat Sister Wan well from now on, or you might suffer at her hands."
"Give me the antidote now!" Qu Tianjian stretched out his right hand, his left hand covering his head, barely managing to steady his swaying body, and roared loudly, "Otherwise, do you know the consequences?"
"My master once told me that the best poison is one without an antidote." Mu Wan'er slowly put away the jade bottle, chuckling, "Although I haven't reached that level yet, I can still manage not to research an antidote."
Seeing that Qu Tianjian still wanted to say something.
Mu Wan'er said again, "If I were you, I wouldn't waste my energy talking nonsense. If we don't detoxify soon, it'll be too late."
Upon hearing this, Qu Tianjian's expression changed, and he immediately sat down cross-legged to expel the Immortal-Dispersing Powder from his body.
Seeing this, Mu Wan'er smiled and looked at Ye Qiubai, saying, "Senior Brother, I've eliminated one competitor for you. At least for the next seven days, he won't be able to make any other moves."
At this moment, the other five people on Qu Tianjian's side silently took a few steps back, and at the same time, they unleashed all sorts of anti-poison treasures and Spiritual Qi without any restraint.
A drug addict often kills without leaving a trace...