Chapter 1715: Chapter 1746: Aren’t You Afraid of Being Poisoned to Death?
The Clan of the Heavenly Gods acted quickly, and by the next day, they had gathered their forces, assembling the younger generation from each clan with the qualifications to enter the Battlefield of the Heavens.
Li Xiaobai once again came to the familiar underground chamber, where all he saw were unfamiliar faces. The cultivators from the last time he entered the Battlefield of the Heavens were all killed by him, and now those who could enter were the new generation from various clans.
Adhering to the principle of selecting only the elites, there were only a hundred people in total who entered.
Wang Ruoying gracefully walked over to Li Xiaobai and said, “Young Master Li has finally come. I must apologize for not adequately catering to you yesterday, causing you some distress.”
“Once we’re in the Ancient Battlefield, I hope you can offer me some guidance.”
“I am new here and still unfamiliar with this precious territory; I will need Immortal Wang to lead the way once we’re inside.”
Li Xiaobai casually brushed off her words, for he wasn’t here to vie for anything. He had no interest in dealing with these people, and as soon as he entered the battlefield, his first move would be toward Imperial City of the human race.
Liu Yun and others watched coldly from the side. Even though they had been reprimanded by their elders, it didn’t lessen the hostility they felt inside. Someone dared to cause trouble on their territory—no matter where this person named Li came from, he had to die.
“Once inside the battlefield, find an opportunity to take him down.”
“We must avenge Brother Chen; the battlefield is fraught with dangers, and if someone dies, no one can blame anyone else.”
Liu Yun said sinisterly to a few young family members beside him.
“Understood, Liu Yun!”
Yang Chen was leisurely sitting with the higher-ups of the Clan of the Heavenly Gods, drinking tea and chatting.
An elder held a token and conjured strange runes in the void, opening the entrance to the Battlefield of the Heavens.
In the underground chamber, a spatial vortex appeared before everyone, vibrant and filled with burgeoning vitality.
The disciples rushed into it eagerly. Li Xiaobai prepared to follow, but Wang Ruoying grabbed him from the side.
“Young Master Li, the Battlefield of the Heavens is full of risks; let’s be cautious and wait a moment before entering.”
Li Xiaobai instantly understood that this was a concern about potential dangers on the other side of the passage; letting other disciples explore first.
However, he had been here once before and knew about the situation inside. He gently patted her smooth little hand and said calmly, “No worries, we can enter directly.”
With that, he stepped forward and entered the other end of the passage.
Wang Ruoying followed closely behind; she seemed convinced that staying close to him meant absolute safety.
The scene in the passage was the same as last time: the colorful lights felt illusory and transparent, and one could faintly see the gray depths of the Universe outside the passage.
Li Xiaobai called inside his mind, “Fourth Senior Brother, I’m in!”
“Outside the passage is a starry sky. Stay in the middle and don’t get too close to the sides; sometimes the deep space can pull you in if you’re too close.”
Yang Chen’s voice came in his mind—this was Fourth Senior Brother’s Secret Technique, allowing him to communicate internally and grasp the latest situation in real time.
The passage wasn’t long; it took only a few breaths to pass through. Inside the Battlefield of the Heavens, a hundred disciples were scattered across a desert, surrounded by endless yellow soil. There were no resources in sight, not even a blade of grass.
Yang Chen urged, “Don’t linger here. I just heard Wang Xingquan saying there’s a time limit in the Battlefield of the Heavens; when it’s time, the passage will open. You must bring Second Senior Sister out of the Netherworld before then.”
“Quickly find the Imperial City of the human race!”
“This time’s teleportation spot is different from the last, making it hard to determine the Imperial City’s location. But I remember the Imperial City is also in a desolate area.”
Li Xiaobai surveyed the surroundings, his eyes flickering with thought.
By discerning the color and moisture levels of the land underfoot, one could determine the direction of the water source and the orientation of life’s aura. He decided to first find the lake where Sixth Senior Brother was imprisoned, as it was a large target and relatively easy to locate.
With that thought, a golden chariot manifested beneath him, sweeping toward a direction.
Liu Yun was rallying the crowd, hoping everyone could team up and distribute the resources of the precious land according to each person’s contribution to maximize safety.
But just as he was halfway through his speech, he saw Li Xiaobai transform into a golden streak of light and vanish, his expression hardening.
“Well, Liu Yun, I’ll also go ahead.”
Wang Ruoying apologized and rose to chase after Li Xiaobai.
With these two leading the way, other cultivators also left by themselves, cupping fists and hand gestures—a signature move of selected geniuses invited to the Battlefield of the Heavens, who naturally didn’t want to team up and share credit, taking advantage of the situation to leave.
Liu Yun’s face turned extremely grim; Li Xiaobai had thwarted his plans repeatedly, offering him no face.
“Let’s chase him down and kill that pretty boy.”
“He really thinks he’s someone special; there’s no expert protecting him here!”
“Yes!”
A few young talents led by Liu Yun answered and chased in the direction where Li Xiaobai had just left.
Elsewhere, in a certain forest.
Wang Ruoying caught up with Li Xiaobai. She had always thought this disciple from an influential clan was extraordinary. Although he had never displayed his cultivation level, his gestures bore the same qualities as the elders within her clan, calm and unflustered, contrasting sharply with Liu Yun and the others.
Yet she was puzzled because Li Xiaobai didn’t seem to be here to treasure hunt. He kept rubbing dirt on the ground, occasionally licking it or sniffing.
“Young Master Li, what are you doing?”
“I’m feeling the gifts of nature. Look, how fertile this land is.”
Li Xiaobai casually replied, having already entered the Battlefield of the Heavens. This woman named Wang Ruoying was of no more use.
“Could it be some ancient dragon-seeking Secret Technique?”
“To seek the dragon, one must inspect the winding mountains; mountains pose barriers at every level!”
Wang Ruoying seemed to have thought of something, and her gaze at Li Xiaobai was somewhat astonished.
No wonder, he was a genius from the Abyssal Domain; he even knew such long-lost secret techniques.
Li Xiaobai ignored her, continuing to study the direction of the water source, quickly arriving at a conclusion: there’s a direction where the soil’s moisture level is quite high, even forming a swamp.
This is the place!
“Young Master Li, I’ve heard senior sisters who have entered the Battlefield of the Heavens before mention that wherever there’s a swamp, there will be poisonous creatures, so caution is needed.”
Wang Ruoying reminded from behind.
As soon as she finished speaking, a black shadow emerged from the swamp beneath Li Xiaobai’s feet, stabbing towards his throat.
“Young Master Li, be careful!”
Wang Ruoying’s expression changed, only daring to approach the swamp did the creature turn its gaze on them.
“No worries. You’re right; this area is poisonous and dangerous. It’s not suitable for you; quickly retreat to seek a safer place.”
Li Xiaobai waved his hand, while the shadow still stabbed toward his neck, and he steadily walked deeper into the swamp.
Wang Ruoying was shocked; she clearly saw it was a black, poison creature with a pitch-black fleshy crest, Li Xiaobai actually allowed it to bite his neck—what kind of nerve is this?
What kind of cultivation level does he have?
Are you not afraid of being poisoned?