You call this the way of the sword?

Previously, from a distance, Yang Qingfeng could only see a general outline using the Soul Vision of the Sword Soul. Only now, seeing it up close with his own eyes, did he realize that the soul fire of ghosts and humans is the same—both are blue.

"Who cares what she is? If the locusts catch up with us, we'll still die again!"

A young man with a scholarly demeanor who was running ahead slowed down and came to Yang Qingfeng's side.

On his chest, the National Education brooch gleamed.

"Junior brother, don't be afraid. The demonic locusts only live in Changyuan Valley. Once you escape, you'll be safe!"

Yang Qingfeng didn't care about the locusts or anything like that; what he found fascinating was seeing a ghost for the first time.

In the traditional human perception, ghosts are all transformed from spirits and monsters after death. It seems reasonable to say that the other party should die again, but upon closer inspection, something feels off.

Driven by curiosity, Yang Qingfeng used his Insight Technique.

At this moment, the locusts had already swarmed out, densely filling the valley, countless in number.

The red-clad female ghost was only a hair's breadth away from the demonic locust, a truly perilous situation. Suddenly, she saw Yang Qingfeng pointing at her, and although she was angry, she had no time to care.

When the Insight Technique hits, the corresponding information appears before one's eyes.

Name: Bai Xiaoxing

Cultivation: The Path of Living Death

[Level: 29]

[Equipment: Soul-Chasing Claw, Blood Robe 4-piece set, Wrathful Scale 2-piece set]

Max level and full equipment!

It turned out to be a female ghost at the peak of a low-level realm!

Yang Qingfeng was surprised and then turned his gaze to the battlefield locusts. Just then, the group rushed out of the valley and came to an open area.

"Ready!!"

The young man running at the front had been waiting for a long time. He held the Azure Wind in his hand and held the Suspended Pearl Fire. As Yang Qingfeng and the others ran past, he blasted them away.

A gust of wind, like a knife, pierced into the valley, followed by a pearl of fire, heading straight for the female ghost named Bai Xiaoxing.

At the same time, the Confucian youth struck the ground with a backhand, raising a stone as a barrier.

Several loud explosions rang out, causing the earth to tremble violently. A torrent of wind and debris was thrown out, but it was all blocked by the earth's natural barrier.

Immediately afterwards, the vines climbed onto the ground and transformed into extremely resilient vine armor on the individuals.

Ripples of water spread quietly through the air, carrying a particularly comfortable coolness that fell upon everyone, washing away fatigue and restoring their energy.

At this moment, the stone barrier collapsed, revealing the entrance to the valley, which had been reduced to a sea of ​​fire.

Looking around, the battlefield locusts had caught up. Like torrents, they surged into the sea of ​​fire in dense swarms, emitting eerie shrieks as they were burned.

They did not chase them out of the valley, and the female ghost did not appear for a long time.

The four young men clearly intended to attack the max-level female ghost from both sides with the Demon Locust, taking the opportunity to kill her. Now that she hadn't shown herself, they didn't know whether she was dead or alive.

"No kill notification, most likely still alive."

"Perhaps it was eaten by the demon locusts."

"On the battlefield, there are no 'maybes.' If someone is found dead but not dead, they are definitely not dead, so we must be on guard."

"Junior brother, why are you alone? Where are your teammates?"

The topic suddenly turned to himself, so Yang Qingfeng stepped forward, bowed to the group, and asked, "Thank you for your care, senior brothers and sisters. What is the origin of that demonic locust?"

Of the four, apart from the burly man nicknamed "Wooden Head," the other three all wore National Church brooches, but they didn't recognize Yang Qingfeng, suggesting they hadn't been back for a long time.

The only senior sister said, "Battlefield Locusts are unique monsters found only in the War Scars Relics. They eat everything and are inexhaustible, making them one of the most terrifying monsters on the battlefield."

What are "war scars"?

Yang Qingfeng asks questions whenever he doesn't understand, like a curious child.

Senior sister glanced at him with amusement, "It's just a remnant of an ancient battlefield. This place is called Changyuan Valley. Legend has it that ancient powerful beings fought fiercely here, and the remnants of their magic power remain to this day, causing the valley's landscape to remain unchanged over the years, which is why the demonic locusts have sprung up."

Yang Qingfeng's eyes widened slightly, thinking to himself that he had truly learned something new.

The battlefield spans the ages, and magical power still remains within it; just thinking about it is unbelievable.

The Confucian-style youth chimed in at the opportune moment: "Actually, the entire plains are scarred by war; otherwise, where do you think the rules of the battlefield came from?"

Having both come from abroad and been students of the same state-run university, the two men took good care of Yang Qingfeng, teaching him a lot about battlefield knowledge.

In fact, not only Pingchuan, but all the known battlefields of the five races in the world that have level restrictions are remnants of war, which are rules that have evolved from the long-lasting ancient magical power.

Ancient magical power will dissipate over time, the rules will weaken accordingly, and the upper limit of the battlefield level will gradually increase until there are no more level restrictions.

During this period, the scope of ordinary battlefields continued to expand, and great battle scars such as Changyuan Valley became prominent, known as battle scar relics, and became places that cultivators of the five races competed to explore.

In other words, the Battle Relics is a gladiatorial arena at the peak of a stage, and Yang Qingfeng arrived too early.

"You're a newcomer this year, right?"

The young man who ran the fastest just now is the captain of this squad.

He searched the area but couldn't find the female ghost. Returning, he coldly sneered at Yang Qingfeng, "You obviously didn't do your homework. If you want to level up and earn battle merits, go to the Western Demon Capital. Are you looking for death here?"

"Shut up."

The senior sister glared at the captain, then turned to Yang Qingfeng and smiled, "Don't mind him, that's just how he is, cold on the outside but warm on the inside. But he's not wrong, you've just arrived on the battlefield, it's best not to wander around, you could easily run into danger."

Yang Qingfeng knew they meant well and was too lazy to explain, so he simply acted like he would listen to whatever his senior brothers and sisters said.

After they finished speaking, he asked, "Have you ever heard of the Rejuvenating Herb?"

The four looked at each other and shook their heads.

The young captain said rather dejectedly, "There are indeed many treasures in the Battle Scars Ruins, but we can't enter Long Abyss Valley until the Demon Locusts fall asleep. Let's go back first."

As they spoke, they took out teleportation crystals and looked at Yang Qingfeng in unison.

Yang Qingfeng raised an eyebrow and had no choice but to take out a crystal as well.

With a few clicks, the teleportation light shone, and the four young men disappeared one after another. Only then did Yang Qingfeng turn around and head towards Changyuan Valley.

By this time, the battlefield locusts had receded like a tide, leaving only scattered embers burning.

Ten sword spirits appeared from all directions, landing first in the valley and exploring deeper into it.

Just as Yang Qingfeng walked by, the skull buried in the soil moved and loosened the soil.

The skull emerged from the ground, quietly raised itself, revealing two empty eye sockets. Then, soul fire lit up in the eye sockets, and strands of long hair grew rapidly like flowers.

Suddenly, Yang Qingfeng turned around sharply.

Hair growth stopped instantly.

It's like a tumor suddenly growing out of the ground, which feels a bit like trying to hide something, but it's not actually very conspicuous in the ruins.

Bai Xiaoxing calmly interrupted her skill, the soul fire in her eye sockets disappeared again, and her vision was also closed, so that no one could detect her presence.

That should be the case, but when she opened her eyes again after waiting for a while, she saw Yang Qingfeng squatting in front of her...