Starting as a Grandmaster, all of my cultivation techniques are at max level.

Xia Jin and the other two were teleported to a corner of the ancient battlefield almost simultaneously.

However, before they could even see their surroundings clearly, a sharp whistling sound suddenly swept in from all directions!

Only then did they finally see clearly that countless wind blades were frantically cutting everything in the surrounding space.

"Be careful! It's the residual gale from the ancient battlefield!" Venerable Miaodi felt a slight pain on his skin and his expression changed slightly as he shouted.

"Venerable One!" The gray-robed swordsman's expression also changed, and he looked at Venerable Mystic One beside him.

Venerable Miaodi was equally decisive. He clasped his hands together, and a golden Buddha image several meters tall appeared out of thin air, completely enveloping the three of them.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!!"

Countless gusts of wind crashed against the golden Buddha image, producing a continuous metallic clanging sound.

You can even see the countless sparks produced after the impacts!

"You've got some skills, old monk!" Xia Jin glanced at the golden Buddha image above her head and was slightly surprised; this thing's defense was quite good.

"No wonder they say that if you can survive for three days in this ancient battlefield, you are qualified to join the temple. This difficulty... is indeed not small." Venerable Miaodi looked at the omnipresent gale around him, his expression not good.

"We need to find shelter as soon as possible, otherwise, if we stay here for too long, we can only last for an hour at most before my golden Buddha body will be unable to hold on."

"It's just a mere gale, what's there to be afraid of?" Unlike the other party's solemn expression, Xia Jin showed no fear on his face and walked directly out of the area covered by the Buddha's shadow!

"You mustn't! An ordinary physical body can hardly withstand the fierce winds outside... If..." Upon seeing Xia Jin's actions, Venerable Miaodi hurriedly tried to dissuade her, but it was too late before he could finish speaking.

As Xia Jin stepped out of the Buddha's light, the omnipresent gale violently pounded against his body!

However, the scene of blood and flesh flying everywhere that Venerable Myo-di had envisioned did not occur.

A series of sharp cracking sounds were heard. When the gales struck Xia Jin's body, they shattered instantly, as if they had hit a meteorite!

"Indestructible Vajra Body!" Indeed, the faint golden light emanating from Xia Jin's body easily withstood the fierce winds that even Venerable Miaodi and the gray-robed swordsman feared.

"How is this possible? This guy can actually withstand these gales with his bare body?" Venerable Miaodi and the gray-robed swordsman both showed expressions of shock at the same time.

They knew Xia Jin was quite capable, but they still underestimated her.

"Hey, you two, what are you standing there for?" Xia Jin had only taken a few steps forward when she suddenly turned back and said to Venerable Miaodi and the other man, "Stay close to me and let's get out of this area of ​​gale-force winds."

As he spoke, he identified a direction and walked directly forward.

Wherever he passed, the gale automatically dissipated a few feet around him, as if creating an invisible passage for him. Venerable Miaodi and the gray-robed swordsman exchanged a glance and followed closely behind Xia Jin. With Xia Jin clearing the way, their pressure was greatly reduced; they only needed to deal with the occasional stray wind blades.

After walking for about half an incense stick's time, the three of them noticed that the raging gale around them seemed to be gradually weakening.

"Finally out of that area!" The gray-clad swordsman breathed a sigh of relief, but his eyes quickly changed. "Look over there!"

Xia Jin and Venerable Miaodi looked in the direction he pointed, and saw a dark cloud in the distance, close to the ground, spreading toward their direction at an alarming speed!

As they drew closer, the three finally saw the true nature of the dark cloud: it was a swarm of insects formed by countless black beetles the size of fingernails!

Wherever that dark cloud passed, the remaining bones on the ground were visibly devoured, leaving not even a trace!

"Black-armored corpse worms!? There are such a huge number of black-armored corpse worms here?" Venerable Miaodi recognized the origin of the swarm of beetles in the distance at a glance, and his usually calm expression turned extremely ugly.

"Ancient texts record that this insect lives in extremely yin places, feeds on the corpses of all things, has a hard shell that is impervious to water and fire, and its numbers often reach hundreds of millions. When they attack in swarms, even a powerful expert at the Divine Realm would find it difficult to escape being devoured without special means!"

The grey-clad swordsman gazed into the distance, a fierce glint in his eyes. He sneered, "So what if they outnumber me? Let's see if my sword is sharp enough!"

He untied the long, tattered object wrapped in rags from his chest, revealing a rusty iron sword inside.

A sword rang out.

The gray-clad swordsman drew his sword, swung it, and sheathed it in one fluid motion, leaving only a blur in his wake.

A slender sword light quietly bloomed in front of him and silently swept forward.

Wherever the sword light passed, it seemed as if a tiny crack had been cut open in space.

The next moment, the seemingly insignificant gray sword light cleaved open a "vacuum" zone that was hundreds of feet long and several meters wide from the surging tide of black-armored corpse worms that was tens of feet thick!

Countless black-armored corpse worms turned to ashes under this sword strike and slowly drifted down!

A hint of surprise flashed in Xia Jin's eyes. Having come into contact with the legacy of the Azure Lotus Sword Immortal, he had extremely high standards and could naturally see the extraordinary nature of the gray-robed swordsman's strike.

"So what if there are many black-armored corpse worms?" A hint of disdain flashed across the gray-clad swordsman's face, but it quickly disappeared.

Because the vacuum zone that was cut open only lasted for a moment. The endless black-armored corpse worms on both sides immediately surged and filled it, and the gap was submerged again in the blink of an eye.

The swarm of insects wiped out by this sword is but a drop in the ocean compared to the entire insect tide!

"We can't kill them all." Xia Jin frowned slightly, quickly making a judgment. "Getting entangled with them here will only waste our energy. Let's avoid their main force for now!"

After saying that, he clenched his right fist, the muscles on his arm bulging slightly, and slammed his fist into the iron-gray ground beneath his feet!

"BOOM!!"

A loud bang rang out, and the ground, which was as hard as refined iron, shook violently, centered on Xia Jin, as if an earthquake had occurred!

Xia Jin didn't use her full strength in this punch, but the power it unleashed was terrifying. The ground was smashed into a crater tens of meters in diameter and several meters deep.

"This ground is indeed hard. If it were outside, my punch would probably have created a hole that is bottomless."

"Let's go, hurry down!" Xia Jin glanced at Venerable Miaodi and the other person, shouted in a low voice, and jumped into the pit first.

Without the slightest hesitation, Venerable Miaodi and the gray-robed swordsman simultaneously leaped down.

A few breaths later, the chilling "rustling" sound came from above Xia Jin and the others, growing louder and louder until they involuntarily covered their ears!

As the swarm of countless black-armored corpse worms flew by, the already dim sky darkened completely, to the point where one could not see their own hand in front of their face.

The swarm of insects was so large that it lasted for a full quarter of an hour before the terrifying rustling sound gradually faded away.

The gray-clad swordsman's expression turned somewhat grim: "It seems that surviving three days on this ancient battlefield is no easy feat... I wonder what else we'll encounter next."

Venerable Miaodi then turned to Xia Jin and asked, "Benefactor, what are your plans next?"

He had a vague premonition that perhaps only by following Xia Jin could they hope to get through these three days.