The Twelve Ancestral Witches, Splitting the Weird Plateau with an Axe

Chapter 75: Ancient Battlefield, Blessed Land

In the ancient times, all races fought each other, and corpses piled up like mountains, and the earth turned blood red.

Falling Eagle Cliff was once used as a graveyard, and countless bodies were buried there.

It was originally an ancient battlefield, but eventually became a mass burial ground with a heavy evil aura.

It is difficult for any living being to survive in there. It can be called a veritable purgatory. There may even be a supreme being buried under that battlefield.

Falling Eagle Cliff.

As the name suggests, even an eagle will fall if it lands on the cliff. You can imagine how steep it is. It is so dangerous that you cannot even stand on it.

The cliffs are steep and tower into the clouds, but the valley below is too small. Although it is unfathomable, it does not look like it can accommodate millions of people.

Falling Eagle Cliff is ten thousand feet high, straight up and down, and the valley it encloses is like a chimney, steep and dangerous, and its entire body is dark red, as if it had been stained by blood.

Because the wars in the past were so fierce that the blood of the strong dyed it into this color, and it will never fade.

Li Qingxu stood on the top of the cliff, and wisps of the power of the laws of Hou Tu, the ancestor of witches, emanated from him.

As he jumped in, he heard the whistling of the wind in his ears, all kinds of dark clouds and evil spirits surged before his eyes, and the space below became more and more vast.

You can vaguely see the undulating mountains and the vast plains that stretch as far as the eye can see.

It's not a valley at all, it looks more like a continent.

During the ancient times, too many people died in battle here. There were corpses everywhere, violent rage, ghosts were seen in broad daylight, the sky was gloomy, and ghosts were howling.

Because so many people died in the war, this vast area almost became a living hell, and many strange things happened.

Finally, an ancient emperor from an unknown era used his great magical powers to grab the entire land in his palm, refined it, and threw it under the Falling Eagle Cliff, causing it to evolve into this state.

As soon as Li Qingxu landed on the ground, the power of the laws of Hou Tu, the ancestor of witches, spread down in an instant.

A huge amount of information came out from underground.

There is actually a huge amount of source and endless evil energy under this place!
The closer you get to the center of the vast battlefield, the thicker the endless evil energy becomes, and there’s even the aura of hundreds of saints’ laws intertwined!

"Hahaha, a treasure land, this is a real treasure land!"

Li Qingxu couldn't help but burst into laughter, and wisps of the evil spirit of the Ancestral Witch emanated from him.

Gradually, a terrifying body several dozen feet tall formed around him.

That was a blood-colored physical body formed entirely from the evil spirit of the Ancestral Witch.

In an instant, the place was filled with cold winds, as if all the spirits were wailing and crying.

Lines of blood-red evil energy that looked like human shapes gushed out from the ground and gathered together as if guided by something.

"Roar!"

The dozens of feet tall blood-red giant surrounding Li Qingxu roared towards the sky as if sensing something, as if filled with joy.

"Let them all become nourishment for the evil spirit of the Ancestral Witch."

Li Qingxu walked towards the center of the vast battlefield without stopping. It was really like a continent, boundless and without end.

After walking for dozens of miles, what appeared before us was a wilderness at dusk, with some strips of black fog lingering around, which was very quiet and eerie.

In front of it, there are a large number of tombs, each one as big as a hill, magnificent and huge, and a little scary.

Those buried here are all powerful people from the ancient times, otherwise their bodies would not have been buried by later generations.

Li Qingxu's eyes flashed and he took a step forward.

"boom!"

The place seemed to have experienced a violent earthquake, as if a dragon was turning over.

All the hill-like tombs collapsed, revealing the thousands of corpses buried inside.

Some of the corpses looked lifelike, with a silvery-white luster, as if they were not dead yet and seemed to be sleeping there.

However, flowers that looked like blooming fairy fires suddenly appeared in this area of cemeteries.

The immortal fires connected together and gathered into a fire area.

The immortal fire refines all bones.

The white bones melted by the fire region around him turned into essence and flowed into his body. At this moment, Li Qingxu was like a demon lord, with flying black hair, stepping into the fire region.

"burn!"

Li Qingxu uttered a word, and a vague and terrifying figure emerged.

One could vaguely see that the figure was stepping on two fire dragons that were dozens of feet long.

"Roar!"

As the two fire dragons roared, small fire dragons that seemed to be condensed from eight-colored flames gushed out and sucked the corpses of those strong men.

At this moment, the fire energy contained in this space is extremely high.

Even if the Holy Lord comes, he must be extremely careful. If he does not have any protection, he will be burned to ashes by the eight-colored flames.

The thousands of corpses buried here were sizzling as they were refined by the eight-colored fire.

In a trance, there were bursts of painful cries, as if evil spirits were born from those corpses!
When Li Qingxu walked out of the cemetery, the endless fire behind him instantly dissipated.

The thousands of corpses of powerful men have been completely refined.

There were only gray and white marks left on the ground, as if proving that there had been corpses here.

With a loud bang, the ground shook again.

The many collapsed tombs returned to their original state, as if nothing had happened.

In addition to Li Qingxu's body, the faint aura he exuded became a little deeper.

As he moved forward, he entered an open area.

There are corpses everywhere here, or perhaps they should be called fossils because they have turned into stone.

You can't see to the edge at a glance, and this is just a corner of the ancient battlefield. It's hard to imagine how many people died back then.

However, Li Qingxu did not burn these corpses, because these corpses, which could be called fossils, no spiritual substance was left in them.

But the evil aura here is much stronger than before we first came in.

It seemed as if a human figure formed by endless evil energy emerged from the ground and merged into the blood-red giant that was dozens of feet tall.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a shocking aura erupted from the front, cold and intimidating.

It was as if millions of living creatures were crying and a group of wild and ferocious beasts were rushing across the earth.

Li Qingxu looked solemn and stopped.

In his eyes, there was an incredible picture.

Team after team of ghost soldiers, dressed in uniform and ancient costumes, holding iron spears or rusty spears, crossed the front.

They strode forward, there were tens of thousands of them, as if they were going to charge towards the endless and distant front.

This is a strange sight that can only be seen after something ominous happened to Master Yuan Tianshi in his later years.

The ghost soldiers borrowed the road in an orderly manner, and the heaven and earth trembled. They seemed to have come from ancient times, killing towards the eternal unknown, and the wild and ancient aura rose to the sky!
There is a heavy yin energy underground, which can form some yin spirits, which are sometimes called yin soldiers.

But it is definitely different from this one. This is the real incomprehensible underworld soldier.

The black mass of ghost soldiers was like a torrent of steel, seemingly able to kill all enemies. The eerie aura was frightening, and people felt as if their bodies would collapse if they got close to them.

Even the ancient saints would give in to him if they met him.

Suddenly, the dark mass of ghost soldiers stopped.

They moved their heads in unison, as if they had spirits.

Tens of thousands of pairs of pupils glowing green were staring at Li Qingxu.

Li Qingxu's eyes were shining with divine light, and he confronted him without any fear.

The aura around him was like an endless volcano, ready to erupt at any time.

(End of this chapter)