The giant's eyes revealed a greedy expression and he laughed like crazy.
"Good, good, this great merit belongs to this old man. My harvest this time is pretty good. First I saw the killing intent, then I saw the bead. Lin Yi, if you dare to compete with me, believe it or not, I'll kill you."
With that, the giant walked out from the clouds. His body was dozens of feet tall and gave off an oppressive aura.
A series of crackling sounds came from his body and he quickly shrank until he was the size of a normal person. There was a hammer-shaped tattoo between his eyebrows.
Lin Yi shouted, "Hey, what is the meaning of this?!"
He fiercely glared at Lin Yi and stepped into the circle of the passageway. After he entered, he waved his right hand and the passageway turned back into two dragons. In the blink of an eye, they disappeared without a trace. The sky immediately became bright again, and the dense black clouds immediately disappeared.
Lin Yi's expression was extremely ugly. His eyes became cold as he turned around to look at the confused Teng Huayuan. He sneered a few times, took a step, and flew into the air. He turned into a ray of light and disappeared into the sky.
All of the Zhao cultivators outside of the Jue Ming Valley remembered the youth that dared to fight against a Nascent Soul cultivator. The figure of the Foundation Establishment cultivator named Wang Lin was engraved in their hearts for a very long time.
This time, Zhao's right to enter the foreign battleground was mercilessly revoked. It didn't matter if the token still existed, it was worthless. The messenger that opened the tunnel had already left, so how could he still remember this?
As for Lin Yi, he was also filled with anger. He could only watch as the Cultivation Alliance's mission item was snatched away by someone else. That kind of feeling made him want to cough up blood.
Especially when he thought about how the bead had always been in Zhao and how he was the supervising messenger of Zhao. If word of this got out, it would be too shameful.
Teng Huayuan's face was gloomy. He didn't know if Wang Lin was dead or not. Although he guessed that Wang Lin was dead, for some reason, he still felt a sense of fear.
The people outside of the Jue Ming Valley slowly dispersed. The story of Wang Lin slowly spread. In an instant, almost all of the cultivators in Zhao knew of this person.
Punnan Zi brought his disciples back to the Xuan Dao Sect. Behind him was a woman. This woman was Liu Mei. She had witnessed everything and felt a complex sense of bitterness in her heart.
She didn't know why, but she had a good impression of Wang Lin. As time passed, this feeling didn't fade. Instead, it often appeared in her heart at night.
Wang Zhuo and Wang Hao gradually found out about what happened outside of the Jue Ming Valley. The hatred they had for Wang Lin for their family gradually dissipated.
The two of them didn't have Wang Lin's guts to fight a Nascent Soul cultivator, but that didn't mean they had given up on revenge. Wang Zhuo and Wang Hao had already made killing Teng Huayuan their biggest goal.
After Punnan Zi came back, he learned about the tragedy of the Wang family. After pondering for a while, under Liu Mei's pleading, he accepted Wang Hao as his disciple.
Liu Mei knew that this was the only thing she could do to help Wang Lin, even if Wang Lin would never find out.
Teng Huayuan returned to Teng Family City with a heart full of fear. He swore that he wouldn't come out until he reached the late stage of Nascent Soul.
The entire country of Zhao suddenly became a lot more quiet.
The foreign battleground was filled with spatial cracks and astral winds. At this very moment, there were more than 1,000 cleanup teams from dozens of rank 3 cultivation countries in this foreign battleground that had existed for countless years.
The strongest of these people were only at the late stage of Foundation Establishment. With this kind of cultivation level, it was impossible for them to even move a single step in the foreign battleground. How could they possibly finish the cleanup job?
In reality, before entering the foreign battleground, the supervising messengers of each country would give each of them a talisman. This talisman was used to defend against the astral winds and was also used to teleport them back to their country after 50 years.
But against the mysterious, unfathomable, and soundless spatial rifts that could appear anywhere in the Outerealm Battlefield, the effect of the jade talisman was next to nothing.
Therefore, the foreign battleground was very dangerous for Foundation Establishment cultivators. However, if they were a bit more careful and had a bit of luck, they would be safe.
Generally speaking, the survival rate of the foreign battleground was around 30%.
Although the risk wasn't high, compared to the large amount of materials and magical treasures that could be obtained during the cleanup process, the risk was negligible. Immortal cultivators were fighting against the heavens. The higher the risk, the greater the reward.
Moreover, those who returned safely from the foreign battlefields would have a higher status than the other disciples in their respective sects. Moreover, most of them would have an increase in their cultivation when they returned. Their cultivation speed was much faster than when they cultivated in their sects.
After all, the foreign battleground was filled with spiritual energy. Adding on the years of life and death situations, one's cultivation level would naturally increase.
Basically, every time there was a cleanup job, someone would reach the Core Formation stage. This was one of the reasons why Foundation Establishment cultivators weren't afraid of death.
At this moment, 67 degrees to the northeast of the Outerealm Battlefield, a young man with a fair complexion was using a knife to dig at a huge floating corpse. If one were to look carefully, they would notice that this young man was specifically digging at the seams of the huge armor worn by the corpse. Obviously, he had taken a fancy to this armor.
The armor on the giant's body was damaged in many places. Some of the armor had been burned by fire, especially the one on the giant's chest. It was completely broken, revealing a fist-sized wound.
In addition to this, there was a hammer-shaped tattoo on the giant's forehead. This tattoo was very faint, so if one didn't look closely, they wouldn't be able to see it.
This young man's name was Ma Liang. He was a cultivator from the rank 3 cultivation country of Hou Fen. He was at the mid stage of Foundation Establishment and had been in the foreign battleground for more than 30 years, so he was very experienced.
The foreign battleground was a mysterious place. Here, one's appearance wouldn't change. Only when one leaves will one's appearance change quickly.
As he was digging, his expression suddenly changed, and he immediately lay down. From a distance, he saw a black light rapidly shooting over, and with a 'shua' sound, it passed by him.
The young man was startled. He vaguely saw that there seemed to be a bead inside the black light. Without a word, he gave up on the giant's armor and chased after it.
He had been in the foreign battleground for more than 30 years. Aside from his peers, he hadn't seen a single living person, but he had seen treasures that could fly a few times. However, each time, a large amount of people would fight over them. Ma Liang once saw at least 100 late stage Foundation Establishment cultivators fighting over a flying sword that could fly.
In the end, no one was able to get it, but Ma Liang heard people say that most of the things that could fly had a soul. These kinds of treasures were very powerful.
Ma Liang used his fastest speed to chase after it. The more he chased, the more excited he became, especially since this place was very remote. He had been here for more than a year and hadn't met anyone else. Thinking about this, his heart began to beat faster. "My luck has come. If I can get that treasure, then junior apprentice sister will definitely look at me in a different light when I return to the sect. I'll give it to the sect head and have him marry junior apprentice sister to me. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"
With this fantasy in mind, Ma Liang used all of his strength to chase.
However, the black bead was too fast. Ma Liang didn't chase for many years before he was left far behind. Ma Liang clenched his teeth and took out an item from his bag of holding. This item was a red shuttle that emitted a hot aura.
This was Ma Liang's biggest gain from cleaning up the foreign battleground. Normally, he didn't dare to take it out because he was afraid someone would steal it. However, the black light was too fast and the treasure was about to disappear from his sight. He was unwilling to give up and threw the shuttle forward.
The shuttle immediately grew several times larger, and with a buzzing sound, it shot forward at an extremely fast speed.
Mai Liang had already hugged the shuttle tightly the moment it grew bigger. He only felt the wind blowing fiercely, like a fist hitting his body. It took him a lot of effort to open his eyes. In the blink of an eye, he had closed the distance between him and the black light.
Ma Liang excitedly hugged the shuttle and quickly chased after Black Light. Time quickly passed. With the shuttle, although Ma Liang could no longer lose Black Light, it was impossible for him to overtake or intercept Black Light. He could only maintain the distance between him and Black Light.
On the third day, Ma Liang looked at the unfamiliar foreign battleground and began to want to retreat. It has to be said that the most dangerous thing in the foreign battleground, besides the astral winds and spatial cracks, was coming to unfamiliar places.
Unfamiliar places had many meanings. It was possible that large amounts of spatial cracks would suddenly appear here and devour everything. Ma Liang had heard from the old man that the foreign battleground was simply too big, and they had only cleaned up a small part of it. Just this small part had caused large amounts of spatial cracks to appear in several places.
Just as he was hesitating, Ma Liang suddenly noticed rows of white lines appearing in front of him. Seeing these white lines, Ma Liang's expression greatly changed. He immediately stopped the shuttle and quickly retreated.
He was all too familiar with those thin white lines. They were spatial cracks. When the spatial cracks first appeared, they looked exactly like this. Soon, those thin lines would grow bigger and bigger. In the end, they would form a huge spatial crack that would devour everything.
Ma Liang's face was pale as he looked around. After seeing that there were only spatial cracks in front of him, he let out a sigh of relief and bitterly smiled.
"Forget it, it's not worth it to lose my life for a treasure of unknown use. I still haven't dual cultivated with junior apprentice-sister. If I die like this, I won't be able to rest in peace. Forget it, I won't chase it."
Just at this moment, a crack suddenly appeared in front of the black light. The black light didn't stop at all and entered the crack before disappearing.
Ma Liang sighed and cursed, "Spatial crack, you've planted another treasure. I've been here for over thirty years, and how much have I seen you devour?
Even if it's not ten thousand, it's at least eight. Can't you just leave one for me? "
Just as he finished cursing, he suddenly felt a chill in his body as someone patted him on the shoulder.
Cold sweat immediately appeared on his body. His body trembled as he slowly turned around. Standing behind him was a middle-aged man. The middle-aged man's expression was very ugly as he said to Ma Liang, "Little guy, did you see that black light?"
Ma Liang immediately saw the hammer-shaped mark between the middle-aged man's eyebrows. He sucked in a breath of cold air. He had been in the foreign battleground for over thirty years and had seen this mark many times. He had even seen it a few days ago.
He had heard of this pattern from some old people. It was the symbol of the rank 4 cultivation country, the Giant Demon Clan. The members of the Giant Demon Clan were born with spiritual energy, so they were the best cultivators. They were also the only rank 5 cultivation country that only had one sect in the country.
Ma Liang's mouth went dry. He didn't dare to hide anything, so he quickly nodded and said, "Senior, I saw that black light. It flew over there and was swallowed by a spatial crack."
This middle-aged man was Hou from the State of Zhao. The more he chased, the more shocked he became. The speed of the pearl was actually on par with his. Furthermore, under his interception, it was able to dodge all of his attacks. Not only did it not slow down, it actually increased its speed.
In the end, he was almost thrown off.
Although Hou wasn't afraid of the spatial cracks, it would be very troublesome if he was caught in them. Even with his mid stage Soul Formation cultivation, he could only try not to get sucked in by the spatial cracks, but he couldn't move around freely.
With the obstruction of the spatial cracks, his speed slowed down even more. Even with teleportation, he could only make sure he didn't lose track of it.
Along the way, he discovered Mai Liang. He didn't expect Mai Liang to be even faster than him after using the shuttle. He was walking in front of him.
After listening to Mai Liang's narration, Chi's face darkened. He was extremely annoyed. Although the outer space was vast, he knew that there was a limit to it. However, within the crack in space, it was almost boundless. Even if he went back to find a peerless late stage Soul Transformation cultivator to search for it, it would be like searching for a needle in a haystack.
Thinking about this, he looked at Ma Liang and grabbed the shuttle. After looking at it for a bit, he shouted, "This damn thing belongs to me now."
With that said, his body moved, and without even looking at Ma Liang, he flew back the way he came.
After Chi left, Ma Liang wiped the sweat from his forehead and let out a sigh of relief before quickly leaving.
What he didn't know was that Hou was very famous in a rank 4 cultivation country. However, most of his fame came from his "if you don't pick up something, you'll throw it away" attitude. This guy even went to a rank 3 cultivation country to take away Lin Yi's pillar of light bug.
The spatial cracks in the foreign battleground were caused by countless years of battle, causing this place to be on the verge of collapse. If it wasn't for the fact that the Cultivation Alliance would use a spell to reinforce it every few days, it would have already collapsed into nothingness.
Those spatial cracks were connected to a sea of stars. It could be said to be boundless, filled with tyrannical energy and countless mysterious lifeforms.
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