Ancient battlefield of gods and demons?
Li Ze and Mo Xingjue exchanged a glance. Forgive their ignorance, but they had never heard of such a place. And gods and demons—they sounded incredibly powerful. Were there still living beings in such a place? Could the ancient gods and demons have returned to this continent?
"The appearance of this battlefield of gods and demons has attracted the interest not only from us cultivators, but also from demons and monsters. In recent days, as this battlefield has completely merged with the cultivation continent, monsters and demons have been pouring into the battlefield," Gu Junyu said.
"Are you going in too?" Mo Xingjue sized up the people coming and going.
Gu Junyu and the others nodded, then shook their heads. "Our master has already gone in. Before going in, he instructed us disciples with weaker cultivation not to act rashly and to wait until they come out before making any decisions."
Mo Xingjue understood.
"So we're planning to stake out the entrance and exit." Lin Jingyuan's expression was slightly excited. "Aze, do you and Senior Brother Mo want to come along?"
Li Ze and Mo Xingjue said almost without hesitation, "Go."
Besides the disciples of the Crimson Pill Sect, Li Ze and Mo Xingjue were accompanied by disciples from other sects, as well as some independent cultivators. The group was large and numbered nearly 10,000.
Li Ze noticed the gazes directed at him from the crowd—some filled with admiration, others with hostility, and still others with curiosity...
The owners of these gazes were at most at the Golden Core stage, posing no threat to him, so he let them be and ignored them.
However, he didn't care. Mo Xingjue was unhappy. His sharp gaze swept across the crowd with a warning. Those people lowered their heads and turned their faces away. Cold sweat broke out on their backs.
Senior Brother Mo's aura is becoming increasingly terrifying.
The entrance to the battlefield between gods and demons, which was cleaved open by Ji Lin's evil weapon, is located in a mountain forest. Initially, the entrance was only two or three meters wide, but as time went by, it grew larger and larger, and now it is over a thousand meters wide.
Outside the entrance, the three groups—human cultivators, demons, and monsters—were clearly separated, creating a rare scene of harmony where no fighting broke out. They warily eyed each other before rushing into the battlefield of gods and demons at breakneck speed.
"Here you go!" Lin Jingyuan stuffed a storage bag into Li Ze's hand.
"What's inside?" Li Ze instinctively wanted to refuse.
"Keep it safe." Lin Jingyuan said sternly. "It contains pills, nothing valuable. Aside from a small portion that we refined ourselves, the rest is a gift of gratitude from the sect. You've saved us several times; a few pills are nothing. Are our lives less valuable than a few bottles of pills?"
“I saved you because you are my friends, not for a thank-you gift,” Li Ze said, frowning.
“There is no conflict between the two,” Liang Chen said with a smile.
"It's dangerous inside, so it's always good to have some extra medicine on hand," Gu Junyu advised.
Li Ze realized he hadn't been refining pills recently and was indeed short of them, so he didn't refuse and accepted them. However, when his divine sense probed into the storage bag and 'saw' nearly a thousand bottles and jars inside, his face went numb.
The Crimson Pill Sect is really generous!
"Look to the right," Mo Xingjue suddenly said.
Li Ze subconsciously looked to his right, and then a snow-white figure entered his field of vision. He immediately exclaimed, "The Snow Wolf King!"
"What Snow Wolf King?" Lin Jingyuan and the others were confused. When they turned around, they only saw a white shadow rushing into the battlefield of gods and demons.
"Chase!"
Without the slightest hesitation, Li Ze took off chasing after the Snow Wolf King.
Mo Xingjue's eyes darkened. He set off almost at the same time as Li Ze, but quickly ran ahead of Li Ze.
"Why are they chasing the Snow Wolf King?" Liang Chen looked in the direction where Li Ze and Mo Xingjue disappeared. If his feeling was correct, the Snow Wolf King seemed to be a seventh-order demon beast, equivalent to a human cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage.
Lin Jingyuan and Gu Junyu shook their heads; they didn't know either.
It wasn't just the cultivators of the Crimson Pill Sect who remained outside the entrance; most of the cultivators with lower cultivation levels stayed outside. Only a very few cultivators with low cultivation levels risked their lives to break in in order to seize an opportunity.
“It’s unbelievable that Senior Brother Mo has gotten involved with a demon. Before this, he was the most upright and honest person in my heart,” a cultivator suddenly said.
"Who can argue with that? The number one young cultivator in the cultivation world has actually fallen in love with a demon. This is the first time I've ever seen something so unconventional."
"With Li Ze's captivating looks, even you and I would probably find it hard to resist his allure."
That's true.
Li Ze thought the battlefield between gods and demons was filled with either demonic energy, spiritual energy, or malevolent energy, but he hadn't encountered any of these three things yet, and instead encountered miasma.
It is a highly toxic miasma.
Li Ze took just one breath, and a wave of dizziness washed over him. He staggered and was about to fall to the ground.
"Aze!"
As if sensing something, Mo Xingjue turned around and saw Li Ze falling to the ground. His pupils contracted, and before he even arrived, he used his spiritual power to shield Li Ze.
Mo Xingjue carried the person and sped away into the distance. Seeing that the spiritual energy shield he had placed on Li Ze was being corroded by the miasma, he was startled and hurriedly accelerated.
After running for about half an hour, Mo Xingjue stopped only after confirming that there was no more miasma.
However, before he could even stand up straight, he fell to the ground with Li Ze in his arms.
Mo Xingjue touched the ground himself, while Li Ze lay on top of him. When Li Ze woke up from his daze, he immediately saw Mo Xingjue's face, which was as black as ink.
"What's wrong with you?" Li Ze was startled. Mo Xingjue's face was black and his eyes were bloodshot.
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