Chapter 337 - Ancient Battlefield
“Of course, in the ancient battlefield, other than the threat of the many ancient living beings, there’s also the threat of cultivators from other factions and sects!”
“There are many sects in Tianhuang Mainland and countless experts. There’s even the nine factions that reign over Tianhuang Mainland! The might of the Great Zhou Dynasty allows us to send 50 people into the ancient battlefield. However, some super sects or mighty dynasties can send up to thousands of people inside!”
Even though they were mentally prepared, most of the cultivators of the ranking lists still revealed shock when they heard that.
The implication of that was that if the 50 of them were to get into a conflict with those factions in the ancient battlefield, there was a high chance that they would get annihilated by the other party!
Cruel beyond anything else, there were no rules or boundaries within the ancient battlefield. Any disagreement or treasure could lead to a massive massacre!
If a Meridian Unlocking Elixir was discovered, a bloody battle would definitely erupt!
For Foundation Establishment Cultivators, the Meridian Unlocking Elixir was extremely rare and had long been lost in Tianhuang Mainland.
There were a total of eight spirit meridians for cultivators and unlocking them was one tougher than the other. By the time one was at their seventh or eighth meridian, it would be almost impossible to unlock them unless they had external help.
“You have to reach the landing spot a year from now to return to Great Zhou.”
As soon as he said that, everyone within the stone formation felt a ripping sensation from their bodies. It was a little pain, as if an invisible force was tugging them from the spot, as they left their original spot.
The light pillar in the stone formation gradually dissipated and Su Zimo and the rest had disappeared.
…
Ancient battlefield.
Even though it was just a broken world, it was vast and much larger than the Great Zhou Dynasty’s territory; it was a place where opportunities and danger coexisted.
In a desolate land of sand, a distortion appeared in space and figures fell from within one after another – it was Su Zimo’s group.
Many Foundation Establishment Cultivators were not used to such spatial teleportations.
While the entire process was brief, it was extremely painful. Their bodies felt like they were being ripped apart and their souls were being drawn from the depths of their minds.
Feeling dizzy, many cultivators collapsed to the ground as soon as they came out. They could not even stand properly, looking pale and pathetic.
Only a few among them could maintain their composure.
Apart from the six meridian Foundation Establishment commander, Jiang Yu, who had been to the ancient battlefield before, Su Zimo and Night Spirit were the only ones with terrifying physiques.
Jiang Yu turned his head slightly and gazed deeply at Su Zimo without saying anything.
“Heavens, what rich spirit qi!”
“Is this the ancient battlefield?”
“The spirit qi in the ancient battlefield is extremely rich! It’s worlds apart from out there!”
Many cultivators gradually adapted and regained their senses, exclaiming in surprise.
Su Zimo took a deep breath of air and the surrounding spirit qi entered through his ears, eyes, nose, mouth and pores and coursed through his body. It was pure and rich, condensing into drops of spirit liquid the moment it entered his dantian.
The spirit liquid formed a river in his meridians, gushing and roaring as his fourth meridian vaguely appeared!