After a dizzying moment, Li Zhiming shook his head and his vision gradually became clear.

He looked around; there was no one.

I was on a high ground, surrounded by brown trees. Even the bushes were brown, looking like dead leaves in late autumn. It was a bleak scene.

“Is the location random?”

Li Zhiming waded through the bushes and his vision gradually became clear.

Looking around, the sky was dark and the clouds were low, as if you could touch them with your hand.

He was now on a cliff, with the huge rift valley below him.

There were strange rocks and rare and exotic plants growing on the stone walls. Above the rifts there were huge birds that he had never seen before, chirping and howling.

The ruins that suddenly appeared were located in the center of Tianjian Valley. Even from a distance, Li Zhiming could see the shining light in the distance.

The entire ruins seemed to have fallen from the sky and crashed into the Tianjian Valley, and the terrain changed accordingly.

whoosh whoosh whoosh~!

There was a rushing sound of wind beside Li Zhiming.

He frowned and found that these winds were not simple. They were mixed with sharp sword energy, which left deep sword marks on the trees and stone walls.

"It is said that the Heavenly Sword Valley was created by a swordsman who was a master of swordsmanship."

"It seems that this news is not groundless."

A faint luster appeared on Li Zhiming's skin, isolating the sword wind from outside.

He leaped into the valley.

As Li Zhiming continued to fall, the whistling sound of the wind in his ears became sharper and sharper.

He could clearly feel that the sword wind floating in the space had become sharper.

Li Zhiming landed safely. The trees here were tall and thick, with lush branches and leaves. The sunlight could only shine through the gaps between the leaves, casting mottled spots of light.

The ground was covered with a thick layer of dead leaves. Huge tree roots broke through the soil, twisting and winding. Snakes, insects, rats and ants were crawling in the dark among the dead leaves and roots.

Li Zhiming's eyes shuttled through the jungle. It was silent and there was no trace of people, only the slightest rustling sound.

Tianjian Valley is located deep in the Northern Wilderness. Even the demons dare not set foot in it easily, let alone humans.

There was no one around, which meant that Li Zhiming was the only one who was teleported here.

This was good news for him. No one would disturb him and he could concentrate on searching for treasure and collecting bodies.

"It is rumored that Tianjian Valley is an ancient battlefield. Is it true?"

Li Zhiming whispered secretly and opened the holographic eye.

"There are so many corpses. It seems that the rumors are true."

Li Zhiming slammed the ground with his palm, leaves flew everywhere, mud splashed everywhere, and the mutilated bones emerged.

The basic requirement for triggering the corpse collection is that the corpse is intact. Such a broken corpse has no meaning to him.

Li Zhiming withdrew his gaze and rushed towards the depths of Tianjian Valley.

Along the way, many corpses were found, but not a single complete one.

But he was not in a hurry. The presence of so many corpses showed that Tianjian Valley was indeed a huge ancient battlefield.

Moreover, it was a very long time ago. Once a complete and undamaged corpse is found, the owner of the corpse must have been an extremely powerful person in his lifetime, otherwise he would not have been able to withstand the erosion of a long time.

As Li Zhiming continued to go deeper, many people appeared around him one after another.

They were all from various sects in Dongxuan Territory, but there were no disciples from Zhenyuan Sect.

Half an hour later, Li Zhiming jumped up and stood on a high place. In front of him was a piece of broken walls, which seemed to be the edge of the ancient ruins.

There were many people gathered there, with flickering fires and various colors of true qi colliding with each other.

"Um?"

Li Zhiming looked at it intently.

It was discovered that people were fighting against a dark red humanoid puppet.

"puppet?"

Li Zhiming looked puzzled, thinking that this puppet should be used to guard the ruins.

[Blood Spirit Puppet]

[A special kind of puppet. In ancient times, some superpowers would use it to train disciples.]

[After destroying the Blood Spirit Puppet, you will get the Blood Spirit Pearl, which is the core of the Blood Spirit Puppet. It contains relatively pure and rich blood and true energy, which warriors can directly absorb and refine.]

[The higher the grade of the Blood Spirit Puppet, the richer the Qi and blood contained in the Blood Spirit Pearl]

The holographic eye opened, and a series of information appeared in front of Li Zhiming.

"Um?"

"Blood Spirit Puppet, Blood Spirit Pearl?"

Li Zhiming's expression changed slightly.

The Blood Spirit Pearl contains rich Qi and true Qi, which warriors can directly absorb and refine. It is a rare treasure.

However, now these people are fighting against the Blood Spirit Puppet and do not know that the Blood Spirit Pearl is hidden among them.

Once the effect of the Blood Spirit Pearl is discovered, people will scramble for it.

At that time, there will be a bloody storm in the ruins.

Li Zhiming didn't think much and jumped down, landing on the floor covered with moss and vines.

The warriors here were only focused on fighting and did not notice Li Zhiming's arrival.

Moreover, Li Zhiming is very low-key and only has some fame within the Zhenyuan Sect. After leaving the Zhenyuan Sect, only Ji Ling'er recognizes him.

Swish~!

Two streaks of blood came from the left and right sides.

Li Zhiming's eyes suddenly changed, and his mental power formed a barrier and rushed out.

The moment the two blood spirit puppets came into contact with the barrier, they stopped where they were, unable to move.

"burst!"

Li Zhiming clenched his hands lightly, and the powerful mental force crushed the Blood Spirit Puppet!

Peng~!

Two muffled sounds.

The two blood spirit puppets shattered into pieces.

At the same time, two palm-sized blood-red beads floated in the air.

Li Zhiming waved his hand, and two blood spirit beads fell into his palm.

“Not bad, not bad.”

Li Zhiming sensed the blood and true energy in it and nodded.

These two are fifth-grade blood spirit puppets. The true energy and blood strength contained in the blood spirit beads are just suitable for fifth-grade warriors to absorb and refine.

Li Zhiming made a simple estimate and found that a fifth-grade early-stage strongman could enter the fifth-grade middle stage by absorbing five to ten blood spirit beads.

But a fifth-grade blood spirit bead would be of little use to him; he would need a third-grade or even higher one.

When everyone saw Li Zhiming kill two red puppets with one strike, they were all shocked.

The puppet was very powerful. Some of them fought for half an hour but could not win. But this man killed two blood spirit puppets in seconds!

"Um?"

Li Zhiming raised his head and looked upwards.

On a broken green archway, a man holding a big knife was fighting fiercely with two dark red puppets.

"Third-grade Blood Spirit Puppet?"

The specific information of the two puppets appeared in Li Zhiming's eyes.

The blood spirit beads produced by the third-grade blood spirit puppet should correspond to the blood spirit beads of the third-grade warrior. It just so happens that Li Zhiming is now in the middle stage of the third grade and needs a third-grade blood spirit bead.

"So, are they from the Bloody Tavern?"

Li Zhiming looked at the young man's black and red robe and recognized his identity.

This person is at the late third-grade realm, and he is at a disadvantage facing two third-grade blood spirit puppets. If he continues like this, he will probably be in trouble.

Bang~!

With a dull thud, the burly man holding a big knife was knocked away by a punch from the Blood Spirit Puppet.

He spun several times in the air before falling to the ground and sliding back three feet before he completely released the force from the knife.

"Brother, can you lend me a hand? I'll talk about the reward!"

The man looked at Li Zhiming and his voice was very urgent.