Even without cheats, we must survive the apocalypse

Yue Lian Huang gathered the distracting thoughts in her mind and calmed down.

"He summoned a number of priests and some elders of the demon tribe two hours ago. I think they were discussing... who will take over after you die."

“…I can’t wait any longer.”

Yue Lian Huang sneered.

He frowned: "Aren't you going to do something?"

She leaned against the window railing, looking at the night outside the window, and said lightly: "You are the brain and eyes of the Thousand Demons Hall, you tell me what to do."

Xiao Feng was silent for a moment: "Some guys can be beaten up, they are just fence-sitters. We can also give them what Chongshuo promised. As for some difficult ones... it is best to deal with them as soon as possible."

"Then do it." Yue Lianhuang nodded.

……

Two days have passed.

There were a total of eighty-eight spots to enter the Wentian Ancient Battlefield, and all of them were locked at dusk that day.

Feng Yan'er's ranking of 28th is quite high. Her cultivation is currently fixed at the second level of the Source Realm. However, it is not until the 40th place and beyond that there are demons with the same cultivation as her on the list, and those who can be ranked together with her are all at the fourth or fifth level of the Source Realm.

Chi Xin's ranking was even higher, at seventeenth place, and this was the result of her not taking it seriously.

Among the five of them, this little white-haired girl is the smallest and always clamors for barbecue or roast chicken. Although she is not the best fighter, it is the stupidest to provoke her.

She didn't hold back when she struck, and accidentally beat her opponent to the point of near death. Fortunately, the Feitian Bian'an clan had great deterrent power, otherwise they would have sought revenge privately long ago.

Lu Mu was slightly behind, at the 39th place. In fact, in the past two days, whenever it was daytime, he would go to the martial arts arena to see if anyone would choose him, a "soft persimmon" at the first level of Yuanji, but unfortunately, he never waited for anyone.

It is said that it was the work of Mu Geng, who was almost roasted by him.

That guy was a big mouth, and he told everyone that a Holy Phoenix Prince had come to the martial arts arena and had beaten him to a pulp with just two moves. In short, his stories sounded miraculous and emotional, which caused many people who originally wanted to find trouble to stop doing so.

Murong Xue was ranked fifty-third. She was at the third level of the Pigong realm, which put her in the middle class. She was also a human, so she indeed attracted a lot of attention.

So she defended the ring against many guys, a total of seventeen times.

The loser of each match was carried out by others, because although the real hair in the martial arts arena could heal physical injuries, it would not help the demons dispel the seductive and phantom sounds that entered their brains.

"...There are still quite a few humans."

Lu Mu stood in the martial arts arena, looking at the huge black stone tablet.

We're about to set off.

He wanted to see first if there was anyone who needed attention.

For example, the seventh-ranked human, the one with an unknown name...he acts sneakily and is generally not a good person, except for Gu Yunxi.

"Are you looking for someone you want to kill?"

A cold and familiar voice came to his ears. Lu Mu turned his head and saw a masked man wrapped in a silver robe walking towards him.

His expression was calm.

Or rather, Lu Mu had thought of it a long time ago.

"Tell me, my cousin should be living a very comfortable life. After all, she feels that she has avenged her great revenge. Moreover, the Lord of Shura Palace thinks highly of her, and there is a man who loves her by her side. Don't you think so?"

There was a smile in his voice, but it made people feel a little cold: "Looking at it this way, I actually lost a game. This is all a lesson."

"You want more lessons?"

Lu Mu suddenly spoke up, staring at the silver-robed masked man with a cold gleam in his eyes: "I don't think you're completely dead, but you should be able to keep your tail down and be quiet... But you, Murong Zun, are not such a person."

"You understand me very well."

These words were like the emotions that had been suppressed in the heart for a long time, suddenly bursting out.

The mask shattered, revealing Murong Zun's face.

He spoke word by word: "Nice to meet you again, Mr. Lu."

"Heh... that evil sun god gave you a second life, right?"

Lu Mu sneered: "I crushed your soul. Even if you have a little remnant soul left in the Murong clan, it is not enough to let you return to the peak."

"Except that guy."

Murong Zun is still alive, which is something Lu Mu expected. If this guy is really dead, he can also breathe a sigh of relief. After all, it is better to have less trouble than more.

But he is alive.

"No one in the world can understand the methods of the Evil Sun God. With just a little bit of his soul, he rebuilt my complete soul and this... powerful body. But you already know all these things, don't you?"

"But how did you know that?"

Murong Zun's tone was calm, but it revealed a deep hatred. He seemed to be thinking of some painful memories, and his eyes reflected an extremely dark light.

It doesn't feel good to be killed by someone, especially when the person who killed him is standing right in front of him.

Lu Mu looked at him, and finally, left a few words in his ear and turned away.

"I'm going to kill you again."

The corner of Murong Zun's eye twitched slightly, and extreme anger was hidden in his eyes.

He looked at the inkstone tablet without saying a word, and then left.

Chapter 61: Scars on the Land of the Southern Region

The setting sun is about to set.

A huge Cloud-Strike Falcon swooped down from the clouds with a sharp scream. Lu Mu, Murong Xue, Feng Yan'er, Yuan Yu and Chi Xin all sat on the back of the same monster.

There are fifteen such purple-cloud falcons around, which are good pets raised by the Thousand Demons Palace and are used specifically for carrying passengers.

They flew for about half an hour and finally arrived outside the Ancient Heavenly Questioning Battlefield before sunset. As the sixteen Purple Cloud Falcons broke out of the clouds at the same time, the scenery of the Southern Region once again appeared before everyone's eyes.

"Brother Mu."

Murong Xue shook Lu Mu's shoulder, and the latter's gaze followed her jade fingers.

So Lu Mu saw just the tip of the iceberg of the Wentian Ancient Battlefield.

Strictly speaking, this ancient battlefield was not artificially divided up by the powerful people in the ancient realm like the Moonfall Secret Realm to create its own space. Once the force maintaining the stability of the space is destroyed or almost consumed, it will completely collapse, and all people and things in the space will perish.

This ancient battlefield is truly imprinted on the already barren and chaotic land of the Southern Region.

That is a huge wound that cannot be healed.

At the far end of the horizon, there is a dark land whose danger is difficult to discern with the naked eye, and whose secrets cannot be explored by the spiritual mind... The land is indeed dark black, as if it were immersed in some kind of toxin, and forever stained with this color that cannot be washed away.

The earth alone forms a clear dividing line.

In the sky, the sun was clearly setting and perhaps night was about to fall, but the sky over the ancient battlefield was covered with the same deep clouds, blocking out much of the light and making that area even more eerie and terrifying.

The eighty-eight humans or demons who came on the magic bird all turned their eyes to the ancient battlefield hidden in the boundless evil. It was the first time for them to come here. Before that, the elders of the tribe had also participated in previous explorations, and all they could tell them was the weirdness of this place.

There is also the danger of falling at any time.

To those humans, they were completely ignorant. Since the Southern Region demons and humans had been hostile to each other for thousands of years, until now, for the first time, they could step into the territory controlled by the demons with less psychological burden, and the things inside...

Of course the demons won't tell humans.

Even if they did not die from the many dangers in the ancient battlefield, if they met each other, a fight would be inevitable.

"That is the remains of the ancient battlefield left after the Xuantian catastrophe."

Lu Mu actually knew what was inside.

Because the "protagonist" will also step into this place, although not now, but a long time later, but what the "protagonist" sees and hears inside will be the same now.

"...That area seems to be shrouded by some force."

Feng Yaner narrowed her beautiful eyes and looked at the place where the earth served as the boundary. There was a layer of light film with a very light color rising from the ground and going straight into the sky. The closer she flew, the clearer she could see.

There was an ancient tower standing every hundred feet on the ground, and countless ancient towers were connected layer by layer, forming a huge barrier that covered the entire ancient battlefield, even separating the clouds.

Looking closely, it seems that this barrier has more than one layer, and there seem to be three layers.

"That is the Domain Guarding Chain Great Spiritual Array. It is a huge formation built within a thousand years by the demons and humans who survived the Xuantian catastrophe. There is a small formation eye buried under each ancient tower... It is said that this Domain Guarding Great Spiritual Array can withstand the power of a Saint-level cultivator."

Yuan Yu whispered, "Elder Yuan Shuang told me."

Murong Xue raised her eyebrows in disbelief.

But Lu Mu believed it.

Because the core of this domain-guarding spiritual formation is the bodies of three long-dead demons from the ancient realm.

This kind of formation cannot be shaken by a supreme saint cultivator, only an ancient cultivator can do it.

As they got closer to the ancient battlefield, more and more people noticed the huge formation that covered the ancient battlefield.

Many people have questions, just like the one that Chi Xin blurted out: "Why do we need to set up a formation here? It feels so troublesome and a waste of time."

Faced with this question, Feng Yan'er and Murong Xue could only remain silent, while Yuan Yu thought for a while and said, "It is said that 'Abyss Beasts' often rush out of the ancient battlefield. They carry strange poisons that can corrode the earth and have caused a lot of trouble. Therefore, a spiritual formation was built to seal this place off."

"At that time, this place was jointly managed by humans and demons, but later humans retreated and gave this place to us."

Chi Xin held two roasted chickens in her small hands, her mouth full of grease, her mouth bulging like a well-fed hamster, and she muttered in a daze: "Abyss Beast? What is that? Can I eat it?"

Is it so easy for this girl to lose her memory?

Lu Mu held his forehead with his hand, looked at her and said, "Do you remember when we were at Yueyuan Castle on the edge of the Northeast Region?"

Chi Xin nodded, and then she seemed to have suddenly realized something. Her pupils widened and her face was full of disgust.

"Are you talking about those strange things we encountered under that rift?"

He nodded.

Then Chi Xin felt that the roast chicken in her hand was no longer fragrant.

She remembered the huge rift that ran across the earth like a scar, and she also remembered that under the rift they encountered some deformed and bizarre monster - that kind of thing was called the Abyss Beast.

Thinking of those monsters, no one can eat.

Jiyuan was a disaster left behind by the Xuantian catastrophe, and it was the kind of evil root that could not be cleared away at all. A large amount of demonic energy emanated from Jiyuan, which conflicted with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. No one had ever found the source of this demonic energy. Over time, Jiyuan became synonymous with a place of death...

As long as one is a cultivator, he or she knows the name Ji Yuan.

The Jiyuan Beast, as a hunting monster that coexists with the Jiyuan, is also known to people. However, it is not because the Jiyuan Beast is powerful, but simply because it is terrifying and disgusting. The beast brought irreparable trauma to Chi Xin's young mind, even though she was slaughtering the beast at that time.

"Are there any abyssal beasts here as well?"

Murong Xue murmured, "Could it be that there is an abyss in this ancient battlefield?"

"No one knows this."

Yuan Yu's face was mostly filled with regret. "The space inside this ancient battlefield is seriously disordered and extremely difficult to explore. In some places, there are even large areas of extremely deep demonic energy that are difficult to pass through, so we have not been able to explore the entire area until now."

She raised her head and looked up at the dark land shrouded by the barrier, her expression solemn and filled with fear.

A quarter of an hour later, sixteen demon birds landed together at the junction of the two ancient towers, where there was a huge platform.

Above the platform is a vortex portal that shines with silver light.

Chapter 62: Whenever there is a transmission, there will be problems

When the eighty-eight demons and humans who had obtained admission places had taken their seats on the platform, the demon bird took off into the sky and flew into the clouds.

There is an ancient tower at each end of the platform, about fifty feet apart. The top of the ancient tower is connected to the outermost protective barrier, emitting astonishing energy fluctuations. This platform is actually still dozens of feet away from the barrier light film, but the huge energy of the light film can be felt from here. No one doubts that the end of forcibly breaking into the barrier will be to be turned into ashes in an instant.

On the platform, a priest from the Thousand Demons Hall had been waiting for a long time. When everyone had gathered, he waved his hand lightly, and with a flash of silver light, a hazy and shining silver round plate appeared in front of everyone.

"You are only allowed to stay in the Ancient Battlefield of Wentian for fifteen days. After fifteen days, you must come out no matter what."

"This is your 'Shuttle Order'. If you are in an emergency or face a death threat, crush this item and you will be teleported here. Once you come out, you will have no chance to enter again."

For this priest, introducing these eager or skeptical people seems to have become a routine.

The voice was emotionless, just like those NPCs in the game who could only repeat the same sentences. However, his cultivation was not low at all. He was at the Manifestation Realm, but now he worked as a receptionist here.

"Why can you only stay for fifteen days?"

A young demon held the shuttle order in his hand, with a rebellious and cold light in the corner of his eyes, as if he was quite disdainful of the fifteen-day deadline.