The crazy uncle-master went on a killing spree, and the whole sect was burned to death!

Chapter 522 Ancient Battlefield Ruins!

The various approaches passed down were not only exactly the same as his own, but even the way he solved the formations was exactly the same. It not only looked very smooth, but also felt very familiar.

Feng Jiuxiao became more and more engrossed in watching, and the more she watched, the more she liked it. Many things that she didn't understand became much clearer at this moment.

As if waking from a dream, she gripped the inheritance tighter and tighter in her hands.

Song Wanning was not surprised to see this. Only those who truly love it can know the feeling of surprise when they encounter such a precious legacy.

She didn't urge him, but just waited on the side.

An hour passed in the blink of an eye. Feng Jiuxiao finally withdrew from the inheritance, his face full of lingering enjoyment and his eyes full of admiration.

"I never imagined that I would achieve such success in the field of formations in the future!"

She is very satisfied with her future self and looks forward to her future growth.

"Senior's attainments in the art of array formations are extremely profound, but unfortunately, this junior..."

Song Wanning smiled and shook her head; it was truly a waste for it to end up in her hands.

Upon hearing this, Feng Jiuxiao raised his head, and the look in his eyes as he gazed at Song Wanning finally changed.

"You have no talent in array formations, yet I am willing to pass on my legacy to you, which means you must be exceptionally talented!"

"I think I really like you!"

She knows her own personality too well; if she doesn't get along with someone, she'd rather destroy the legacy than give it to someone else.

I imagine that my future self will greatly admire Song Wanning.

"Now that I have this inheritance, my understanding of formations will be deepened again. Perhaps when you go back, you will find that the contents of the inheritance have changed."

Space and time are incredibly mysterious, and a series of influences and changes may occur.

These seemingly joking words suddenly jolted Song Wanning awake.

"Senior, if it's really possible, could you do me a favor? I'm currently facing a problem."

Then she told Feng Jiuxiao about how the Central Domain was isolated from the Four Realms.

"If you have the time, could you please help me figure out how to remove the partition?"

To restore the world, the isolation of the spirit realm should be broken first, allowing the rich spiritual energy to spread and nourish the entire spirit realm.

If it doesn't work, then so be it; she won't force it, she just wants to give it a try.

Upon hearing this, Feng Jiuxiao nodded and inquired in detail about the characteristics of the restriction, then memorized it.

“Little girl, I want to thank you for bringing this legacy to us.”

She originally thought that comprehending the formation here was the greatest gain, but she never expected that the greatest gain was still here.

"But how will you leave?"

Having entered a spacetime fragment, how can one return to the correct spacetime?
"I do not know either."

Song Wanning shook her head. "But I think it must be related to the attic here."

She is currently experiencing great fortune and can sense some of the will of Heaven, or in short, intuition.

"Alright, in that case, I'll take you away from here first, and we'll try to find a chance to send you back!"

Feng Jiuxiao was worried that if Song Wanning stayed here, she would eventually be erased by the fragments of time and space.

After all, she doesn't belong here, and who knows what changes might occur.

"Okay, thank you, senior!"

Song Wanning nodded respectfully.

If Mu Zixu saw her attitude at this moment, he would exclaim that she had two completely different faces.

Next, Feng Jiuxiao began to try to break the formation.

After several attempts, the formation was finally opened, and the vast starry sky suddenly changed into a desolate wasteland.

For thousands of miles, the land was devoid of any greenery, save for rows of raised mounds of graves.

Feng Jiuxiao frowned, immediately sensing that something was wrong.

But Song Wanning finally sensed that strange energy fluctuation.

"here it is……"

"The ruins of an ancient battlefield?"

Feng Jiuxiao seemed to recognize the location in front of him, and a murderous glint flashed in his eyes.

The ancient battlefield was filled with extremely strong yin and evil energy, which was unbearable for ordinary people and could even lead them to do many extreme things.

Even they dared not linger. "An ancient battlefield?"

Upon hearing this, a glint of light flashed in Song Wanning's eyes. After the great war between the demon gods, many other great wars had occurred in the world.

This may be one of the ruins.

She looked in the direction of the energy and found that it was a grave mound.

"what happened?"

Feng Jiuxiao also looked over, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.

“I felt there was something strange about that tomb.”

Song Wanning raised her hand and pointed to the grave mound, her eyes becoming much sharper.

"Then go and take a look."

After saying that, Feng Jiuxiao walked directly in that direction, and Song Wanning immediately followed.

Soon, the two stopped in front of the tomb.

"There's no trace of an array here, and I haven't sensed anything unusual. It seems you'll have to rely on yourself."

After a careful inspection, Feng Jiuxiao found nothing unusual and knew that this place must be connected with Song Wanning.

Song Wanning pursed her lips and stared straight at the tombstone.

All the tombstones here are blank, without names or the names of the people who erected them.

But the intense energy fluctuations made her feel somewhat uneasy.

As she looked at it, she unconsciously became lost in thought.

……

"kill--"

"kill--"

"what!"

"Let's fight them!"

"rush--"

Countless shouts exploded in my ears.

Song Wanning suddenly came to her senses, only to find that the scene before her had completely changed.

The sky was filled with countless spells, turning it into a dazzling array of colors.

But what was more often were flying limbs and splattered blood.

There were even occasional sounds of self-destruction, the scene was so tragic that Song Wanning felt a chill run down her spine and stood frozen on the spot.

During the ancient war, what she witnessed most was the collapse of heaven and earth and the overturning of mountains and seas.

The scene before them was one of endless bloodshed and utter despair.

Both sides went completely berserk, utterly disregarding their own safety...

The desperate screams and cries almost pierced her eardrums.

Among the thousands of cultivators, she noticed a figure standing at the very center of the battle.

He was covered in blood, ruthlessly wielding his broadsword, his expression already numb.

It was as if the action of wielding a knife was etched into his bones, and every strike was an instinct.

Song Wanning stared at him, her eyes gradually losing sight of everyone else.

She watched helplessly as the man was repeatedly wounded and as he relentlessly claimed the lives of his enemies, her vision gradually becoming filled with a sea of ​​red.

until……

The man fell to the ground with a thud, but the long sword in his hand remained standing straight, its boundless killing intent surging outwards.

Even Song Wanning felt a powerful killing intent coming towards her, but her body couldn't move at all, and she could only watch helplessly as the killing intent rushed towards her.

In that instant, she felt the breath of death.

Her brows furrowed, and the small golden sword in her mind suddenly shot out, fiercely counterattacking the longsword.

"boom--"

After the massive impact, the murderous intent vanished abruptly.