Lang Yuan, Yu Ke, and Ji Jue were stunned for a moment before regaining their senses. Yu Ke glanced at Shi Chan, whose face showed compassion, nodded knowingly, and said, "Ancient battlefield."
“Not bad.” Li Molin nodded with a wicked smile. “Ancient battlefield.”
The so-called ancient battlefield is also a magical treasure from ancient times. This treasure was created by a great sorcerer of the demon realm who trapped an earth-shattering battle from ancient times within a Chaos Pearl, which is also a divine artifact. He used a secret incantation to manipulate the space within the Chaos Pearl into an infinite loop, causing billions of people inside to fight endlessly day after day.
Although that mad, powerful being accomplished this feat and created this magical treasure, the moment the treasure was completed, it caused billions of living beings in the human world to vanish into thin air. The Six Paths of Reincarnation were immediately given an extremely large gap, which almost destroyed the rules of heaven and earth, causing the entire world to nearly collapse.
Many ancient gods acted simultaneously, but by the time they repaired the gap in the cycle of reincarnation and stabilized the rules of heaven and earth, the beings within the Chaos Pearl were already imprisoned within, with no chance of survival. Unable to save them, the gods punished the powerful being, annihilating his soul, before reluctantly returning to the divine realm.
Although the great master died, the demons obtained a treasure, which they renamed "Ancient Battlefield".
Legend has it that the Ancient Battlefield Demon Orb, activated by incantations, can imprison enemies within it. Once trapped, a person is plunged into an earth-shattering battlefield with no escape, forced to fight relentlessly until their strength is exhausted and they are killed by ordinary soldiers. However, those who enter the Ancient Battlefield are mostly cultivators, not easily killed by mortals. They are blinded by the endless slaughter, driven to madness, and ultimately lose all hope of regaining their senses.
In ancient times, the demon race trapped many powerful enemies on the ancient battlefield. Even cultivators at the fourth level of cultivation could not escape, forced to fight involuntarily day after day until they went mad, and after a long period of time, they were exhausted and killed. The demon race often used the Ancient Battlefield Demon Orb not to kill enemies, but to trap and torture those they hated in the ancient battlefield to vent their hatred.
This ancient battlefield demonic orb was acquired by Li Molin after it appeared in the last ten years. However, using the incantation to trap enemies within it requires a massive amount of demonic energy, and even then, a successful hit is not guaranteed, making it not very practical. Therefore, Li Molin has not used this demonic orb until now.
Li Molin's gaze toward Shi Chan was exceptionally cold. He sneered, "Monk Shi Chan, you have repeatedly harmed Liuli for the sake of your so-called Buddha!"
“When Liuli is by my side, I can’t bear to hurt her in the slightest. I never want to make her sad, let alone make her cry…”
“And you…” Li Molin stared coldly at Shi Chan, and said in a chilling voice, “You did not cherish her sincerity at all, trampled on it wantonly, and hurt her deeply with your words several times, making her cry uncontrollably! What right do you have?!”
Shi Chan stood quietly in place, making no struggle against the demonic vine whip binding him. He listened quietly to Li Molin's words, remaining silent for a long time before shaking his head and saying in a low voice, "This humble monk does not wish to harm Miss Liuli, but this humble monk is a monk and cannot respond to her heart... This humble monk simply wishes to keep a distance between us, so that it will be better for both of us."
"Hmph!" Li Molin snorted coldly, throwing the Ancient Battlefield Demon Pearl at Shi Chan, and sneered, "A monk? Today I, Li Molin, will make you fall into demonic possession, so you can't chant scriptures and can't become a Buddha!!"
Shi Chan's expression changed. His entire body was firmly bound by the long whip, unable to move an inch. He looked up as the ancient battlefield demonic pearl flew rapidly towards him, gradually growing larger as it approached. By the time the pearl reached Shi Chan's head, it had become a giant pearl as tall as a person. The larger it grew, the clearer the battlefield scene within the pearl became, and the faint sounds of fighting grew louder. Limbs and blood sprayed in all directions, as if they could spill out of the pearl itself.
As Shi Chan gazed at the increasingly clear and brutal battlefield, an overwhelming sense of fear filled his heart. It was a feeling that everyone would have upon seeing such a scene. No matter how high one's level of cultivation, anyone who saw the ancient battlefield would feel fear and instinctively want to flee.
Shi Chan was no exception; he struggled to retreat, but was tripped by the demonic vine whip that tightly bound his legs, and fell to the ground in a sorry state. The next moment, the demonic pearl swallowed him whole, while Lang Yuan took the opportunity to retract the demonic vine whip.
Li Molin waved his hand forward, and the magic bead spun and shrank before flying back into his hand.
Li Molin's gaze was icy. He looked down into the demonic orb and saw Shi Chan fall into the ancient battlefield, instantly engulfed by millions of frenzied soldiers, disappearing from sight. The last thing he saw was a trace of pity and helplessness on Shi Chan's face.
He raised his head and gave a cold smile.
Li Molin put the Ancient Battlefield Demon Orb back into his storage bracelet, turned to look at Yu Ke, and asked with a frown, "Yu Ke, has not a single Demon Feather Bird come to report Liu Li's whereabouts yet?"
Yu Ke's gaze flickered, and she shook her head, saying, "No."
Li Molin's brows furrowed even more, and his tone became anxious as he pressed, "None of the demonic feathered birds released this morning have returned?"
Yu Ke shook her head and repeated, "No."
"That's enough." Li Molin said in a deep voice, "Let's go and find Liuli as soon as possible."
Having said that, he took the lead and flew into the air.
"Yes." Yu Ke nodded, and together with Ji Jue, they flew up and followed closely behind Li Molin.
Lang Yuan beckoned to Ling Xi, who nimbly ran a few steps forward and leaped onto Lang Yuan's shoulder. Only then did Lang Yuan take flight and follow at the very back.
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