Before Li Qingshan, the three Foundation Establishment cultivators were basically unable to fight back at all. Li Qingshan ended their lives in a single stroke. Even Foundation Establishment cultivators were like that, so the Qi Practitioners were obviously even worse off. They wandered around the maze before returning to Li Qingshan in the end.
In the end, the sword slid across the throat of a Qi Practitioner, producing a smear of scarlet blood.
With that, all of the lackeys Si Qing had sent over had been slaughtered. Li Qingshan felt at ease and began laughing aloud. His battle intent surged and his murderousness soared, but it had also merged with the Dragon Arena unknowingly.
Suddenly, the entire Dragon Arena shook.
Li Qingshan's laughter paused. The blood-red colour in the sky grew thicker and thicker, completely turning blood-red from its original azure blue. It began to revolve slowly, forming a blood-red swirl that constantly spread out in all directions until it filled the entire sky.
From the very depths of the swirl, a cry that could not be heard with the ears rang out. It could only be sensed with the heart.
It was like an army of a million was engaged in a bloody battle in the wilderness. There were no comrades, only enemies. No one was afraid. No one retreated. They only constantly swung their weapons and advanced until the last person was left standing on the battlefield, enjoying this glorious victory alone and letting out a hysterical cry like that at the sky.
Every single person who heard the cry would tremble from the depths of their soul. It was both fear and desire.
In his sea of consciousness, the tiger demon suddenly let out a roar. Its desire for battle and slaughter suddenly became extremely intense. No matter who the enemy was, it was willing to fight them. Through killing and being killed, it could experience the hot-bloodedness of life. It was as if this was the meaning of its existence.
Li Qingshan raised an eyebrow. The spirit turtle released a sense of indifference and tranquility, calming and diluting this heart of slaughter. Then he used the Demon Suppression Statuary, allowing the demon heart to devour this unsuppressable demonic nature with all its might. This was basically the best supplement for the demon heart. Only like that did he barely suppress the tiger demon.
"This is the power from the Asura realm! The Dragon Arena is currently transforming into an Asura Field! Originally, I thought I could stop Si Qing from refining an Asura Field if I pacified the war, but I didn't think he would still succeed. "
Li Qingshan understood. He had once sent his divine sense into the Hungry Ghost Realm, one of the Six Paths of Reincarnation. He had felt the shock of absolute stillness, which was the summons of the entire world.
What he did not know was that in the end, it was his own power that had facilitated this transformation. The killing intent and battle intent released by the Tiger Demon far surpassed that of ordinary cultivators. It was precisely the resource needed to refine the Asura Field, like a key. He opened the door to the Asura Realm and allowed the Asura Field to descend.
"Not good. I have to hurry back! "
Li Qingshan collected the corpses and hundred treasures pouches of the Qi Practitioners, then rushed out of the labyrinth and returned to the original arena. He immediately heard the sounds of battle. The chanting of sutras and zither sounds were all drowned out by the battle cries and could no longer be heard.
Thousands of Qi warriors were engaged in a frenzied battle, which was ten times more intense than the battle Just Now. Even the most basic will to survive had vanished. They brandished their weapons and attacked the people beside them, but they ignored the swords and sabers aimed at their vitals. Even if they died, they had to kill!
Even if it was just a sliver of the will from the Asura Realm, it was not something that the will of Qi Practitioners could resist. And it was not just Qi Practitioners. Faced with such a situation, even some Foundation Establishment Cultivators became restless and restless.
Killing intent surged into the clouds as the blood-colored vortex in the sky spun faster and faster. The battle on the ground became even more frenzied.
A Foundation Establishment Cultivator's eyes were bloodshot as he waved his sword and roared, "Stop! Stop! All of you, stop!" With a wave of his hand, a golden arc of light shot out and sliced several Qi Practitioners in half. Now that he had started killing, he could no longer control his emotions and charged into the battlefield, killing without a care in the world.
The situation was completely out of control. However, Li Qingshan knew that no matter how loudly he shouted or how fiercely he killed, he could not stop it. Since he could not stop it, then he would not stop it. He was not some hero who could save the world. It was enough for him to protect those he was familiar with.
As the vortex spun continuously, the boundaries between the various battlefields shattered, and the various terrains joined together to form a huge battlefield that was several hundred li wide.
Li Qingshan flew to the center of the battlefield and stood on the Demon Suppression Tower. He called out to Liu Changqing and the others, "Follow me!" Then, he put away the Demon Suppression Tower and flew into the distance.
He swept his gaze across the battlefield and saw a familiar face. Even though it was stained with blood, he could still tell that it was the Mohist Clan's Hao Pingyang. He was swinging the Yellow Dragon Cannon and fighting fiercely against someone. A Demon Suppression Chain stretched out and coiled around him, pulling him back. He then saw the Agriculture Clan's Li Long and pulled him up as well to prevent him from dying in the chaotic battle. At the same time, he also saved a few disciples from the School of Novels.
When Liu Changqing and the others saw Li Qingshan, it was as if they had found a pillar of support. They guarded their minds and followed closely behind him. As long as the other cultivators still had some rationality, they hurriedly followed and rushed out of this huge quagmire. When they saw what Li Qingshan was doing, they also rushed into the battlefield, carrying two Qi Practitioners with them as they did their best to save their own disciples.
However, in the process of saving their disciples, they were inevitably attacked. Some cultivators could not help but counterattack. This counterattack caused their killing intent to burn like fire, and they could no longer suppress it. They even forgot their goal of saving their disciples and fell into the battlefield. It was as if there was an invisible force that was pulling them into this' meat grinder '.
Even though Foundation Establishment cultivators were strong, their spiritual energy was not endless. At most, they could kill over a hundred Qi Practitioners before they were surrounded and killed by the frenzied Qi Practitioners.
Only when they were over fifty kilometers away from the battlefield and could no longer hear the battle cries anymore did Li Qingshan stop. Just Now, he looked at the cultivators behind him. Only around a hundred people remained.
The Qi Practitioners were all unconscious. They had all been knocked unconscious, as they would attack and fight as soon as they regained consciousness. As a result, there were only around twenty people who were still conscious. Every single one of them had their brows furrowed and were still shaken. At the same time, they constantly suppressed the battle intent and killing intent that surged through their chests, which made them seem extremely miserable. Everyone understood one thing. The cultivation community of the Ruyi commandery was basically done for now.
Li Qingshan had seen a lot of things, and he could suppress his killing intent, so he still seemed very calm. He summoned the Demon Suppression Tower again and tossed the unconscious Qi Practitioners in. It was a little cramped, but they probably did not mind.
As far as the eye could see, the Dragon Arena was presented in its entirety. There were glaciers, lakes, and deserts.
Li Qingshan thought of something. Since the spirit turtle could derive such a large maze, would it be able to derive how the Dragon Arena operated and find a way out?
He had also learnt the most basic path of forging artifacts in the Hundred Schools of Thought. He knew that forging spiritual artifacts was imbued with various talismans and inscriptions. As for forging arcane artifacts, it was engraving even more complicated formations to achieve even more powerful effects.
Li Qingshan immediately powered the spirit turtle and began deriving. An invisible ripple expanded into the surroundings. Above his sea of consciousness, specks of starry light appeared. In a daze, the glaciers and lakes all vanished, only leaving behind fluttering inscriptions and operating formations.
Every single formation was ten times more complicated than the maze, and they were all connected to one another, which multiplied their complexity. It was like a precise machine, where every single formation was a gear. They worked together and revolved together.
This was a Dragon Arena that only the Great Xia empire possessed the ability to forge. Its mysteries and complexity had completely exceeded Li Qingshan's imagination. If he wanted to derive how it operated, even half a year might not be enough.
After his shock, he immediately dismissed his thoughts and ventured into the very centre of the Dragon Arena. Since he was unable to derive it, could he find the centre and destroy it to his heart's content?
Suddenly, he saw two powers constantly clashing in the very centre of the Dragon Arena, vying for control over the Dragon Arena. One was obviously Si Qing, while the other was a power filled with deathly stillness. Li Qingshan was even more familiar with it.
"Mo Yu! Why's this guy here too? No wonder Si Qing can't be bothered with me! " Seeing his enemies fight to the death was obviously something to be happy about. However, no matter which of his enemies ended up with the Asura Field, he would probably be the first one they would deal with, so there was nothing to be happy about.
"Though, this might be a good opportunity!"
Li Qingshan's eyes flashed, but he did not alarm them. He patiently waited for them to fight to the point of exhaustion.
Hua Chenglu saw Li Qingshan gazing off into the distance in a daze. She asked, "Big brother Li, what do we do now?"
Li Qingshan saw how she was worried, but she could still maintain a relatively calm demeanour. The effects of the Wisdom Imbuement truly were startling. Otherwise, with her original temperament, she would have been knocked unconscious and tossed into the Demon Suppression Tower. He smiled. "It's not like there's any danger right now. Let's just wait and see!"
The influence of the Asura Field could be regarded as a boundary, so it was not enough for Foundation Establishment cultivators to kill each other madly. Of course, that was under the premise that they could not fight with others. It would be best if they did not even look at it, much less think about it. It was as if everyone possessed lust. If they personally watched "daemons fight", it would be very easy to trigger this lust, and it would be easier to control it.
Hua Chenglu looked at his relaxed smile and felt very at ease.
"Once this place is completely converted into an Asura Field, Asura will probably descend!"
Han Tieyi suddenly said. His armor was mostly damaged, but he still seemed as cold as steel. He stood there as straight as the spear in his hand. However, flames blazed in the depths of his eyes. As a disciple of the school of the Military who pursued the path of slaughter, the Asura Field's influence on him was actually not that great.
The cultivation of the school of the Military had always placed great emphasis on tempering one's willpower. On the battlefield, it was obviously easier for veterans to remain calm than new recruits. Moreover, the aura that permeated this place gave him a sense of familiarity. The Asura Realm had always been the home that all military disciples sought.
Only the souls of true warriors could avoid the judgment of the Hell Realm after they died and begin an endless battle and slaughter in the Asura Realm. Of course, to ordinary people, this was probably no different from the tortures of hell.
His father was currently in the Great General King's Asura Field, while his uncle was probably fighting somewhere in the Asura Realm right now! Following in his father's footsteps, his heart burned with fighting spirit, but he also experienced a different kind of peace.
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