loss for words, not knowing what to say.Although it was basically confirmed, Lu Ye couldn't help but ask: "Is it useful""Yes!" Yān Miǎo nodded heavily, her eyes shining brightly as she looked at Lù Yè...When Tang Wu and Han Zheyue, this old feuding pair, were fighting as one, hidden cultivators of the Eight Layers and Nine Layers realms appeared one after another.

Lu Ye didn't know when so many powerful people had been hiding near him!

Whenever a cultivator from the Wan Mo Ling reaches the eighth or ninth level, there will always be a cultivator from the Haoyang Alliance to meet them in battle.

He marched forward, with more and more battle squads forming behind him. Within those squads, cultivators from both sides clashed violently, engaging in a fierce and unremitting battle.

These people all came from the inner circle. They may have been old rivals or never met before, but because of the opposition between their factions and their different stances, they were naturally viewed as enemies by each other.

This is a feast for the strong.

Although the two sides on the Lingxi battlefield were naturally opposed and attacked each other, with large and small battles erupting every day, it had been many years since a massive battle that swept across the entire battlefield occurred after that behemoth fell.

For decades, no one has cleaned them. Buildings on the spiritual peaks are dilapidated. The past bustle and prosperity have long since turned into silence. The entire Mt. Zhǔ feels like an elderly man at the end of his life,隨時 could decay.by the Blood Ancestor's blood has begun to show its effects. If this continues, even if the Crimson Rune cultivators can persevere for a while longer, their origins will not last. Once the origins are...