After dealing with this man, Han Wang turned and returned to the battlefield from before.
By the time he arrived, the two Eastern Wilderness cultivators who had failed to escape in time had become two small mounds of earth, like burial barrows.
As Han Wang drew closer, he could still sense faint traces of life within them.
In other words, the two were not quite dead. They had likely fallen unconscious from grave injuries and were now sealed within this earth art.
The one who had subdued these two Qi Gathering Perfection cultivators was none other than Lin Qiao, the female cultivator sent here from the Yang Family Sacred Land.
Two months earlier, Lin Qiao had successfully broken through to Late Qi Gathering during the mountain-climbing trial.
Seeing that she had already gained some proficiency in her cultivation, Yang Lingqing sent her to the barbarian borderlands where Han Wang was stationed, intending for her to temper her arts through real combat on the battlefield.
Lin Qiao had taken part in the Eastern Wilderness interception battle a month ago.
It had been her first time truly setting foot on a battlefield and participating in a large-scale war.
Yet what surprised Han Wang was that this young girl had not shown the slightest hint of fear.
Even when she was ambushed and injured on the battlefield, she never revealed any panic. She was always able to maintain intense focus and an utterly steady state of mind.
With such a performance, many veterans who had spent two or three years on the battlefield might not have done better than Lin Qiao.
Thus, after only that first battle, Han Wang could not help sighing inwardly, *To forge such an unwavering temperament, I truly cannot imagine what unimaginable trials the Patriarch arranged for this little