To the west of the Western Buddhist Land was the land of the extreme west. There were many ancient regions that had yet to be explored by humans, and the land of the extreme west was one of them.
The unknown Ancient Region was normally incomparably dangerous. There were ancient ruins there, terrifying death zones, and all kinds of dangers and dangers. It was enough to send anything that entered to their deaths.
However, despite knowing that the unknown ancient regions were filled with all sorts of unimaginable dangers, there were still people who took the risk to enter these places to explore the unknown secrets.
On a sunny morning, a small group of people walked out from the Western Buddhist Land along the rugged mountain path. It wasn't a group of ordinary people, but a group of cultivators.
There were six men and three women, and each of them had a magic treasure pouch or storage pouch hanging on their waist. There were also all sorts of oddly-shaped weapons hanging on their bodies.
Other than magic treasures, cultivators could also refine weapons. The weapons of cultivators were just like magic treasures, possessing great power.
After leaving the territory of the Western Buddhist Land, the weather became a little strange. The sky ahead was gloomy, giving off an indescribable pressure.
This group of cultivators didn't fly in the sky. It seemed like there wasn't a peerless Void Controlling Realm expert in the group. The cultivator leading the way was an old man with gray hair and dark skin who looked like he had been through a lot.
The old man's cultivation wasn't the highest among the group of cultivators. Among the six men, there were three middle-aged cultivators and two young cultivators.
As for the three female cultivators, one was a middle-aged woman with peerless beauty in a white dress, and the other two were young girls in black.
There were no roads in the wild forest and mountains. The land of the extreme west was rarely visited by humans. Occasionally, cultivators would appear between the mountains and forests.
The old man leading the way seemed to be very familiar with the surroundings. He kept walking forward at a moderate speed, as if he didn't think at all.
After the group of cultivators walked for a hundred miles in the wild forest and mountains, they arrived in front of a flat land. The old man waved his hand to signal the group to stop.
"Elder Shang, what's wrong?" A middle-aged cultivator in green with a sage-like demeanor asked.
The old man looked at the quiet flat land in front of him, rubbed his chin, and said, "We can't go forward anymore. We have to take a detour."
"What?"
Everyone felt a trace of shock and astonishment. The area in front of them was just a peaceful area without any danger. Couldn't they just pass through it directly? Why did he have to take a detour?
There was a piece of land in front of them. It would take a lot of time to go around such a large piece of land that they could not see the end of.
"Elder Shang, there aren't many days left until the next full moon. Will we be able to reach the Desolate Battlefield?" Another middle-aged cultivator asked worriedly.
The old man pondered for a while before he raised his head and said, "We should be able to arrive on the night of the full moon. However, we must leave the Ancient Region before nightfall. Otherwise …"
The old man did not continue speaking, but a terrified expression appeared on his face.
"Otherwise, what will happen?" Everyone couldn't help but be startled when they heard this. The Ancient Desolate Realm was filled with killing intent. Even the most powerful cultivators wouldn't be willing to enter it.
Although they had to enter the Ancient Desolate Battlefield due to various reasons, it didn't mean that they were willing to die.
The old man's deep gaze swept across everyone's faces. He didn't answer, but everyone felt a chill from the bottom of their hearts after being swept by his gaze.
"Let's go!" The old man led the way and was about to walk along the land.
However, just as the old man was about to take a step forward, the two young cultivators in the group revealed disapproving expressions and directly entered the land.
"You …" The old man stared at the two young cultivators in fear. "If you want to die, don't drag us down with you."
The old man shouted at the two young cultivators who entered the land. He was extremely excited. The Extreme West was filled with danger, and there were some places that absolutely could not be entered.
The old man felt that the land ahead was a bit strange, so he decided to take a detour. However, the two young cultivators were like newborn calves that weren't afraid of tigers; they didn't believe this.
The two young cultivators had already entered the land, so they turned around and said to the old man, "Elder Shang, everyone says that you are the devil of the Extreme West. Why are you so cowardly?"
"Outrageous …" The old man was so emotional that his voice was trembling.
"Look, didn't we just enter the basin? Nothing happened. The way I see it, we should just make our way through the basin," said one of the young cultivators who was standing before the basin forest. "That's right.
"Elder Shang … I think …" One of the young cultivators who had been silent this whole time wanted to say something but stopped. It seemed like he was already tempted.
Everyone knew that going through the land ahead would save them a lot of time. There weren't many days left until the next full moon.
The Desolate Battlefield in the Extreme West would turn into a terrifying land of death during a full moon. It was as if hell had descended on the world. Gods would perish when they entered, Buddhas would destroy Buddhas when they entered, and devils would be slain when they entered. No one had ever walked out of the Desolate Battlefield during a full moon.
Time was of the essence, so everyone was eager to try. However, the old man surnamed Shang's weathered face sank. His already dark face became even darker than the bottom of a pot.
"If you want to court death, I definitely won't stop you. Farewell, I don't want the reward!" With that, the old man clasped his hands at everyone and turned around to leave.
"Elder Shang, wait a moment."
"Elder Shang, please don't be angry!"
"You two, why aren't you coming out and apologizing to Elder Shang?"
Everyone panicked when they saw that the old man was about to leave. One had to know that Elder Shang was one of the few people in the Buddhist Land who was willing to take the risk to enter the Desolate Battlefield.
Even if they were willing to pay a huge price, it was still difficult to invite such a person.
Her white robes fluttered in the wind as the middle-aged woman flew forward like a cloud of green smoke and stopped Elder Shang from leaving. She smiled at Elder Shang and said, "Elder Shang, don't be impatient. Everything can be discussed!"
The old man raised his head to look at the woman who stopped him and said, "It's not that I'm not giving Goddess Yao face, but if they continue to act recklessly, they will get us all killed sooner or later!"
The old man's tone was extremely serious.
"Tsk, isn't he just an old man and a rogue cultivator? What's there to be arrogant about?" The two young cultivators who entered the battlefield muttered in disdain.
However, they didn't dare to be too presumptuous under the murderous gazes of the crowd. After a moment of hesitation, the two of them began to walk away.
However, just as the two young cultivators began to walk back and took their first step … "Whoosh!" A crack appeared in the void in front of them, swallowing them up in an instant.
Without any warning, the young cultivator disappeared in an instant.
"Ahh!"
"Save us!"
In the next moment, two bone-chilling screams and cries of agony came from the depths of the battlefield. Judging from the voices, it was the two young cultivators.
Everyone's faces instantly turned pale. They never thought that the two young cultivators would be teleported into the depths of the land by an unfathomable force.
Whoosh!
Everyone hurriedly retreated and did not dare to get close to the battlefield. No one could believe that the seemingly peaceful battlefield was filled with danger.
It was as if one could only enter the battlefield and not leave. It was fine to go in, but if one took a step back, they would be instantly transported to the depths of the battlefield.
Very soon, the cries of agony from the depths of the battlefield completely disappeared. No one knew what kind of danger the two young cultivators had encountered in the depths of the battlefield.
However, there was one thing that everyone was certain of — the fate of the two young cultivators.
"This …" The middle-aged woman stared at the battlefield in front of her in shock.
"This … this is only the outskirts of the Desolate Battlefield …" The dark-skinned middle-aged man's temples were dripping with cold sweat. He secretly rejoiced that he was the one who entered the battlefield …
"This is the Far West. It is filled with danger. If you are not careful, you will lose your life." Elder Shang's voice trembled as he spoke with fear on his face.
"Rumble …"
Just then, the sound of thousands of horses galloping came from the depths of the battlefield. It also sounded like the rumbling of thunder from the nine heavens. Everyone was shocked as they felt the tremors coming from under their feet.
"Let's go!" The elder was the first to turn around and run. His spiritual energy seeped out of his body and turned into a bright spiritual light that swept across the ground like a lightning bolt.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Everyone's expressions changed. They turned around and followed behind the old man, running as if they were flying. The middle-aged woman in white opened her mouth and spat out a yellow flying sword. She leaped into the air and stepped on the flying sword to escape.
Like a rainbow, the middle-aged woman quickly overtook the crowd and caught up to the elder.
The three middle-aged cultivators were obviously from different forces. Every step the dark-skinned middle-aged man took, there was a vast amount of spiritual energy under his feet. One could vaguely see runes disappearing under his feet.
The other two middle-aged cultivators also used their own techniques and ran through the forest like lightning. Their speed was no slower than the dark-skinned middle-aged man's.
After running for tens of li, the group finally stopped. They turned around and looked back. The world before them had completely changed. Dark clouds covered the sky, and terrifying lightning flashed within the dark clouds. It was as if a terrifying devil had been awakened.
"Rumble …"
The world shook as a terrifying aura that caused everyone's heart to palpitate came from the front. At this moment, the forest became completely silent as if all sound had disappeared.
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