In the darkness of night, five slave ships advanced quietly.

  "A'gui, we're going to Yunhaijie," Zuo Mo said softly to A'gui beside him. A'gui, who looked like a puppet, was stiff and lifeless, fragile enough to evoke pity. Every time he thought about it, the scene of A'gui sacrificing himself with one blow outside Jinwu City still seemed to be before his eyes, making Zuo Mo feel even more shocked and moved.

  Xiao Hei was sleeping soundly as usual, Xiao Ta and Xiao Huo were playing noisily without a care, the silly bird was unusually calm, standing quietly beside A Gui, its grey feathers lightly trembling.

  Gongsun Zhan, Shuang Long, Xie Shan and several others were all gathered on this slave ship. After Xie Shan advanced to the Golden Elixir stage, he withdrew from Tianfeng Qu and instead stood guard beside Zu Mo. Tianfeng Qu was now led by Ma Fan, with Lian Lüe and Lei Peng serving as his deputies. During this period of continuous battles, the improvements in everyone's abilities were extremely evident. The Vermilion Bird Camp had eighteen more cultivators who grasped the intent of their swords. The number of people in Tianfeng Qu did not decrease but instead increased to thirty.

  The Alchemy Department has also been busy during this period, and since everyone uses Golden Crow Fire, the name Golden Crow Camp was unanimously agreed upon. Within the Golden Crow Camp, more specific responsibilities were divided, with the Alchemy Department becoming its most important department. In addition to this, the Elixir Department and others were also separately divided. Five slave ships, two of which were specially allocated to the Golden Crow Camp, were used to establish specialized elixir rooms and alchemy houses.

  As experience accumulates, people gradually discover a set of effective systems.

  Xie Shan suddenly opened his eyes while sitting in meditation, glanced at a distant place, and a flash of light passed through his eyes: "These guys are really persistent."

  From the time they left, there was always someone following them from a distance.

  "It's useless to try to reason with him." Zuo Mo said. Although their movements were as stealthy as possible, they still couldn't escape the notice of those who were paying attention. These scouts were very vigilant and didn't get close, only following from a distance.

  Another two hours flew by, and the terrain below also changed from hills to plains. A huge symbol array entered everyone's field of vision.

  "Wow, it's so big!"

  "Awesome! Such a large teleportation array!"

  The people on the slave ship immediately became excited, each stretching their necks to look at the huge transmission array below.

  The teleportation array with a radius of more than ten miles is one of the largest in the Tian Shui realm. In the darkness, the massive teleportation array occasionally flashes with light, making it even more enchanting.

  Zuo Mo's face was shocked, among the many symbol arrays, the transmission array has always been known for its high difficulty. Such a large transmission array, the difficulty of setting it up is really hard to imagine. The transmission array in Tian Yue Realm compared to this one is like a child's toy. Tian Shui Realm is more prosperous and powerful than Tian Yue Realm, this transmission array is a strong evidence.

  "Go ahead."

  Five slave ships slowly descended, and the Vermilion Bird Camp dispersed to stand guard, preventing anyone from approaching.

  Zuo Mo eagerly flew down from the ship and hovered above the transmission array, admiring the intricate patterns of the transmission array. Soon, Zuo Mo discovered that there were many places in this array that he couldn't understand, but he wasn't in a hurry. Instead, he took out a blank jade slip and recorded all the patterns of the transmission array in front of him, so that he could study them later.

  "What a waste. The things of you cultivators are all flashy but useless." The voice of the Pú Yāo echoed in Zuǒ Mò's mind, tempting him, "Little Mò Mò, come learn some demonic magic, there's plenty to learn."

  Zuo Mo didn't respond, but instead asked back: "Pu, can you understand?"

  Pú Yāo suddenly looked like a frost-bitten eggplant: "Can't understand..." But he immediately argued: "I'm a demon, why should I understand your talismans?"

  "If you don't understand, then shut up." Zuo Mo retorted forcefully, but a hint of doubt flashed across his mind. What was this guy Pu doing lately, always tempting him to learn demonic arts? Along with the doubt, he couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder. It seemed that the Golden Elixir really had a great effect, as Pu had become much more lively than before.

  If you eat a few more golden pills, will the grass demon become a chatterbox?

  Left with a chill, decided to be on guard against this point, can't over-remedy.

  After flying in circles above the transmission array for a while, Lemo descended. Although there were many details of this transmission array that he had not yet figured out, using it was still not difficult for him.

  Five slave ships flew into the formation, and Zuomochen began to inlay crystal stones within the formation. A total of 120 fourth-grade crystal stones were used, costing Zuomochen a fortune.

  One hundred and twenty fourth-grade crystal stones were embedded in the array, one hundred and twenty crystal stones, one by one lit up, like the stars in the sky being lit up. After ten breaths, all one hundred and twenty fourth-grade crystal stones were lit up, if viewed from the sky downwards, it was as if the stars were twinkling. The bright light emanating from each crystal stone flowed along the symbol pattern.

  As they looked down at the intricate patterns on their feet, one by one lit up, everyone felt very curious and fresh.

  The entire array of talismans was activated, dense and dazzling to the eye, a magnificent sight. Suddenly, the light broke away from the talismans and slowly floated upwards into the air.

  "Everyone, pay attention! We're leaving!"

  Excited Zuo Mo couldn't help but let out a loud whoop.

  Before the words had fallen, swish, everyone in the formation disappeared. The dazzling beauty of the light also turned into countless fragments, like raindrops, blown away by the wind, scattered and scattered, dizzying and confusing.

  A moment later, two people appeared beside the large formation, one of whom was surprisingly Yan Yang.

  Yan Yang's face was abnormally excited when he discovered the trail of Zuo Mo and his group heading towards the Tian Shui transmission array. They had arrived a step ahead, quietly altering the grand array, successfully ambushing Zuo Mo. Yan Yang suppressed the wild joy in his heart and instead respectfully bowed to the person beside him: "Thank you, Master Uncle!"

  "There's nothing much, I quite like Gao Xiu too, and it can be considered as avenging him." The person said calmly: "However, Xiaoshan City, don't make a move. The Tianshui border is in chaos, nobody benefits from this, the other sects won't agree either."

  "Disciple, you're right." Yan Yang couldn't help but ask: "Where will they be sent?"

  "In the three thousand worlds, like the numerous stars in the sky, where they will go, only heaven knows."

  He waved his sleeve and flew out with a few points of light, entering the transmission array. Several symbols changed quietly.

  "It's all settled, let's go."

  "Yes."

  Zuo Mo gazed out at the sky before him, which was as red as if it had been stained with blood. Suddenly, a bad premonition rose up in his heart. The faces of Gong Sun Cho and Xie Shan also quickly turned solemn, anyone could tell that something was off.

  "This is not the realm of Vanhua!" Zuomo said in a low voice.

  The Tian Shui Realm does not have a direct teleportation array to the Yun Hai Realm, so they need to go to the Fan Hua Realm first. The Fan Hua Realm is clearly described in Zuo Mo's realm map as having four seasons like spring, with pleasant weather.

  Before one's very eyes...

  The air was filled with a murderous aura, the sky had an eerie red hue, and the ground beneath was barren and devoid of any grass.

  Zuo Mo reacted the fastest, lowering his head to look at the ground. His face suddenly changed: "Not good, the transmission array has been tampered with!" The transmission array under their feet was in a state of disrepair and had clearly not been used for many years, with many areas already weathered.

  Everyone's face changed color. When traveling through the various realms, what they feared most was this kind of situation. Suddenly falling into a strange and desolate realm, in the end there was usually only one outcome - being trapped to death.

  "Boo, do you know where this is?" Zuo Mo held onto his last thread of hope.

  "I don't know. Be careful, this place... doesn't feel quite right!" The goblin's tone was unusually serious, and Zuo Mo's heart sank lower and lower.

  Damn it! No need to think, Zuomo can also roughly guess who is behind the scenes, but at this time, thinking about who is behind the ghost has no meaning.

  For the first time, Zuo Mo felt a little tense. In the past, whether it was the small mountain boundary or the Tian Water boundary, no matter how bad the situation was, he had never been as tense as he was now. He didn't know what lay ahead, were there people here? Were there any dangers?

  I don't know anything.

  The unknown is the deepest fear in one's heart.

  Tension and unease spread among the crowd, Zuo Mo forced himself to calm down, he knew that at this moment, he must not panic. He took a deep breath, trying to make his tone calmer: "We move forward, everyone be prepared for battle at any time."

  Zuo Mo's efforts were not in vain, as everyone saw him remain calm and composed, just like finding their backbone, **many immediately dispersed. At this time, Gong Sun Zan also reacted and quickly calmed down.

  The fleet began to move in an orderly manner, and the five slave ships took off again, starting to fly slowly forward.

  As they flew on, everyone's face grew increasingly somber.

  Desolate, despairingly desolate, flying out over a hundred miles, they didn't see any living thing. The ground was scorched and had a hint of blood color, but not a single blade of grass grew, the mountain peaks were all bare, nothing existed.

  Zuo Mo suddenly had a movement in his heart, urging the spiritual power, and his face changed again: He turned his face to Gong Sun and said, "Let them save some spiritual power, the spiritual energy here is too thin."

  Gongsun Cha's face changed color upon hearing the words, he understood what it meant. Soon, the scattered Vermilion Bird Camp cultivators quickly flew back to the Yunnuo ship.

  The situation was so bad that Zuo Mo suddenly became completely calm. He said to Shou Long, "You try it out, what effect does this place have on you."

  Shu Long hastily urged on his magic work, and soon a joyful expression appeared on his face: "Sir, this place is very suitable for us to cast our spells, it seems... it seems..." He didn't know how to describe it.

  "The aura of mystery is very heavy here." The Pú Yāo spoke again: "It's beneficial for the Dragon Binders."

  "Xuan Sha Qi?" Zuo Mo's heart skipped a beat.

  "Hmm, a special kind of killing aura, mostly found on some battlefields. This place might be an ancient battlefield. However..." The Pú Yāo suddenly stopped.

  "What's wrong?" Zuo Mo asked hastily.

  "This heavy yin energy indicates two things. One is that this place was once a battlefield, a very large-scale battlefield, where an astonishingly large battle took place. The other is time, to form such a thick yin energy, it takes a very long time."

  "How long?"

  "Over 10,000 years!"

  He let out a hiss and Mo Ze couldn't help but take in a cold breath.

  Ten thousand years...

  "A battlefield from thousands of years ago..." Zuo Mo muttered to himself, the desolate scene before him becoming even more bleak and vast in his eyes! Xie Shan beside him heard this and his face changed drastically, Xie Shan also revealed an expression of disbelief.

  "But..." The Pao Yu hesitated and stopped speaking.

  "But what?" Zuo Mo suddenly had an epiphany and blurted out.

  "If this is indeed a battlefield, then a shocking war must have taken place. Such a war can be counted on one's fingers, I couldn't possibly not know!" Pu Yao said in a low voice: "But this place, doesn't match up with any battlefield I've ever known."

  Zuo Mo's face turned pale, a chill rising from the bottom of his heart, his hands and feet icy cold.