Clang clang … Clang clang clang clang …
With a series of clanging sounds, nine golden battle sabers appeared in the hands of nine Chu Xingyun.
Although Chu Xingyun had merged the golden battle saber into the Seven Star Ancient Sword, the Seven Star Ancient Sword was a physical Great Emperor Weapon and not an energy weapon.
Therefore, it could not be split into nine Seven Star Ancient Swords along with the Nine Suns Battle Physique.
To put it simply, the Seven Star Ancient Sword was still a low-level divine weapon. It was not an amalgamation of precepts and energy, so it could not be split into energy for the time being.
If he wanted a divine weapon that could be split into two with his clones, he would have to go to the high-level Primordial Battlefield and obtain the divine weapons left behind by the Primordial Era's Almighties.
Many of those divine weapons were refined from innate items. Without exception, all innate items were amalgamations of energy and precepts and could be split into two.
However, for the time being, Chu Xingyun was satisfied.
Although he could not have a Seven Star Ancient Sword for each of them, Chu Xingyun had nothing to be picky about with a golden battle saber for each of them.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh …
With a thought, Chu Xingyun's nine clones brandished the battle sabers in their hands and moved quickly.
He frowned. The nine Nine Suns clones had the same thought, the same consciousness, and the same Divine Will.
However, all this while, Chu Xingyun was not good at cooperating with others. Therefore, when he fought, there was no order to it. Instead, it was a little chaotic.
Although the clones were strong, if they were not used properly, it was very likely that one plus one would be less than one.
Only when he was proficient in the cloning battle technique could he unleash the full power of the nine clones and achieve the effect of one plus one greater than two.
However, for the time being, Chu Xingyun was not in a hurry. After all, there were too many things that he had to do. He had to do them one by one. There was no need to rush.
Taking a deep breath, Chu Xingyun's Divine Will flashed, and the nine clones instantly turned into nine balls of light and merged together.
With a flash of fire, Chu Xingyun's original body appeared in the air. He was still in the same position as before and hadn't moved at all …
Upon seeing Chu Xingyun's satisfied expression, the primordial intent said, "For the time being, you will no longer be able to improve on this basic primordial battlefield. If you wish to continue improving, you will have to go to the intermediate primordial battlefield."
Chu Xingyun frowned. "Could it be that … the Basic Primordial Battlefield is really inferior to the Intermediate and Advanced Primordial Battlefields?"
In response to Chu Xingyun's question, the ancient intent replied, "What you said is both right and wrong …"
The high-level Primordial Battlefield was where the Ancestral Almighties fought.
The mid-level Ancient Battlefield was the place where the Super Desolate Era experts fought.
As for the elementary Primeval Battlefield, it is where the armies of the myriad races fight. "
In terms of the status and identity of the Almighties that died on the battlefield, the Almighties from the advanced Primordial Battlefield were indeed the strongest, followed by the mid-level Primordial Battlefield, and the basic Primordial Battlefield was the weakest.
Frowning, Chu Xingyun said, "In that case, the advanced Primordial Battlefield is indeed stronger than the mid-level Primordial Battlefield, and the mid-level Primordial Battlefield is indeed stronger than the elementary Primordial Battlefield. There is no doubt about this, right?"
With a sigh, the ancient intent said, "From the perspective of a War Soul, what you said is right … but from the perspective of the world, what you said is wrong."
Upon hearing the ancient intent's words, Chu Xingyun frowned, but soon … Chu Xingyun came to a realization.
Nodding fiercely, Chu Xingyun said, "I understand now. Although the advanced Primordial Battlefield is where the Ancestral Almighties died, relatively speaking, the destruction suffered by the higher-level Primordial Battlefield is also the most severe!" With a gratified smile, the ancient intent said, "That's right … that is the truth. In terms of the power of the world, the elementary Primordial Battlefield is the strongest, followed by the mid-level Primordial Battlefield. As for the advanced Primordial Battlefield, the ancient intent is in complete chaos.
At the very least, it is unable to gather its will. "
In terms of the world, the elementary Primordial Battlefield suffered the least damage. The laws of the world, as well as the Heavenly Dao, were basically complete.
The mid-level Primordial Battlefield was slightly better than the advanced Primordial Battlefield, but only half of the laws and Heavenly Dao remained. It was a half-chaotic, half-orderly world.
As for the advanced Primordial Battlefield, everything was in chaos.
Various Desolate Era creatures, as well as the myriad races in the starry sky, ran amok in the advanced Primordial Battlefield. The entire battlefield was in chaos. It could be said that the weak were prey to the strong, and only the strong could survive there.
Nodding his head in understanding, Chu Xingyun knew that in terms of soul beasts, the elementary Primordial Battlefield was inferior to the intermediate Primordial Battlefield, and the intermediate Primordial Battlefield was inferior to the advanced Primordial Battlefield.
After all, these soul beasts were the battle soul imprints left behind by the great beings who died in the Primordial Battlefield during the Desolate Era.
The elementary Primordial Battlefield was an area where soldiers of various races fought, so … there were no high level soul beasts here.
Of course, nothing was absolute.
No one said that a super general could not die in an area where soldiers fought.
No one said that a normal soldier could not die in an area where super generals fought.
In fact … at the end of the Ghost Mountain Range, at the bottom of the pool, an Ancient Evil Dragon, an Ancient Demonic Lotus, and an Ancient Flash Butterfly had died. These three … were all existences second only to Ancestor-level experts.
In that battle, the Ancient Demonic Lotus, the Ancient Evil Dragon, and the Ancient Flash Butterfly of the Dragon Clan had perished together, buried under the pool.
In that great battle, the three great experts of the Yao Clan, the Demon Clan, and the Dragon Clan had perished together.
However, the Ancient Demonic Lotus was more skillful. Before it died, it planted a demonic lotus seed in the Ancient Evil Dragon's corpse.
But as the old saying went, the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.
What the Ancient Demonic Lotus didn't expect was that the Flash Butterfly Witch had laid her eggs on the demonic lotus seed before she died.
In this way, the Ancient Demonic Lotus used the Ancient Evil Dragon as nourishment and grew anew.
And the Ancient Flash Butterfly used the Ancient Demonic Lotus as nourishment and grew anew.
However, was the Immemorial Flash Butterfly the final victor?
No, no, no …
The truth was very clear. The Ancient Flash Butterfly had been refined by Chu Xingyun with the Myriad Gu Poison Urn and became a small pet. Therefore … the Ancient Flash Butterfly was also the loser.
As the saying went, when the sandpiper and the clam fought, the fisherman benefited.
Chu Xingyun was the fisherman who benefited in the end.
The Ancient Evil Dragon's corpse, the Ancient Demonic Lotus' body, and the Ancient Flash Butterfly's body had all become Chu Xingyun's.
There was no victor among the three. The true victor was the outsider — Chu Xingyun!
However, the Ancient Demonic Lotus hadn't grown to a very high level yet. It could only provide Chu Xingyun with the help of the Purple Light Fighting Soul.
Taking a deep breath, Chu Xingyun bid farewell to the Ancient Demonic Will.
Before he left the primary-grade Ancient Battlefield, Chu Xingyun had many things to arrange.
First, Chu Xingyun arranged the three million Black Jade Warriors in various positions on the Specter Warship.
Under normal circumstances, these three million Black Jade Warriors wouldn't be mobilized.
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