Chapter 1448: Chapter 1449: My Name is Zhang San
“The entire mountain is the Realm of Dead Souls?”
Li Xiaobai was utterly astounded.
How large must this area be, and how formidable must the deceased have been in life?
“The owner of this Realm of Dead Souls is naturally the master of the forty-ninth battlefield. It was only because of his demise and the dissipation of his path that this battlefield was born, and the core area formed the largest Realm of Dead Souls.”
“Almost every battlefield is like this. Brother, it looks like it’s your first time in the Ancient Battlefield?”
Upon seeing the large and small sacks he was carrying, the cultivator’s attitude visibly softened. The contents of those sacks were obvious—either all Demonic Beasts or all cultivators.
This young man in front of him was not to be trifled with.
“Correct, could you give me some pointers?”
Li Xiaobai raised an eyebrow and asked with a smile.
“No problem, no problem. Just watch the actions of the elders of the major factions closely. As long as they go in, we can follow. If they don’t make a move, no matter what, we can’t enter.”
“This is an unchanging iron rule of the battlefields. As long as you remember this rule, you basically won’t die in the first wave.”
That cultivator said.
This was common knowledge in the Ancient Battlefield. Every Disciple knew it and shared it with each other, but only the Elders would not mention it at all. It’s their way of fooling cannon fodder. If it were spread around, who would willingly risk their lives?
“Cultivators from different domains are hostile to each other; backstabbing teammates is quite normal.”
“You have a broad perspective, brother. I see you’re alone too; why not join me, and we can prosper together?”
Li Xiaobai said cheerfully.
“No, no, I prefer to be alone!”
The cultivator couldn’t help but glance at the gold chariot’s big and small bags, and repeatedly shook his head to refuse. He had a premonition that if he agreed, he might end up as part of those bags.
Just as he finished speaking, the elders at the forefront of the queue suddenly stood up and shouted.
“The restriction is lifted!”
“Fellow cultivators within the domain, follow me and charge! Rare treasures in the Realm of Dead Souls are up for grabs; do not let other domain cultivators get them!”
“Charge!”
The speaker was an elder with a flushed face, and a look of excitement. As he rallied them with a strong aura, many cultivators felt their blood boiling.
But he didn’t take a single step despite his impassioned speech; his body was very honest.
“Damn!”
“The restriction is lifted; brothers, charge forward!”
“We must not let treasures fall into the hands of Outer Domain Cultivators!”
“Kill!”
As the elder’s voice fell, thousands of senior disciples took off with light, rushing toward the mountain.
Seeing this, more and more cultivators joined the fray, almost all cultivator disciples charged toward the mountain.
Li Xiaobai didn’t move, noticing that the elders stood as still as Mount Tai. Remarkably, the senior disciples who initially shouted the loudest were unknowingly overtaken by the many ordinary disciples behind them.
In just a few breaths’ time, all highly skilled cultivators halted and landed, while the low-level ones mustered their strength to charge into the Realm of Dead Souls.
“It’s all just a trick!”
Li Xiaobai sighed internally, seeing how there was no interaction but such tacit coordination among them, clearly showing they’re habitual offenders.
The Elders beckoned, senior disciples led the way, instantly fooling the majority of ordinary disciples into confusion.
Everyone was entering the forty-ninth battlefield for the first time; no one knew the internal situation, let alone the huge Realm of Dead Souls ahead. Cannon fodder needed to clear the way first.
Outside the mountain, there were no restrictive defenses set up. Without any hindrance, the cultivators poured into the mountains and then disappeared completely.
Outside cultivators couldn’t see inside, each nervously began to explore their way in.
Seeing the multitude of heads across the mountain, Li Xiaobai had an urge to use the Hundred Percent Barehanded Blade Catch. These were all pockets of money; taking them all would mean a worry-free life.
But now wasn’t the time. The Elders needed disciples to spearhead as cannon fodder just like how he needed cannon fodder to clear the way. Otherwise, if something jumped out of the Realm of Dead Souls, his Transcendent Third Layer cultivation level might not withstand it.
Tightening the sacks by his side, the gold chariot beneath him turned into a light beam and followed.
From the outside, the Realm of Dead Souls looked like a mountain, but upon entering it truly, an illusion was broken. A ripple surfaced in the void, and Li Xiaobai entered a dark and void realm unimpeded.
Extending his hand, he couldn’t see anything in the pitch darkness, nor the people, but noisy sounds came to his ears.
“This is the inside of the Realm of Dead Souls!”
“What structure inside, why is there no light at all, does anyone have fire, lend some fire!”
“No cultivation, can’t use Divine Skills, no way to light fire!”
“Where are the Elders and fellow brothers? Didn’t they come in with us? Why can’t we see them?”
Cultivators spoke one after another, feeling anxious and uneasy about the unfamiliar environment.
Li Xiaobai thought, casually took out a talisman, and ignited it. The scorching light source instantly lit up the surrounding area.
It was a tower structure, layer upon layer, surrounded by walls. Everyone stood on a massive platform etched with ancient runes, exemplifying its ancient air.
“Doesn’t look like there’s anything valuable!”
Li Xiaobai surveyed the surroundings. It was just a mass of black stone walls; this seemed like a training room with no sign of treasures.
“Who is this, able to use talismans?”
“Weren’t cultivation levels suppressed, does that mean he’s a mighty predecessor who can still use talismans?”
“Or perhaps his Bloodline Power is special, granting him such miraculous effects, who can say!”
Li Xiaobai hadn’t spoken yet when the surrounding cultivators gathered around eagerly.
In this unfamiliar place, whoever had light was the boss, and being able to shine in the forty-ninth battlefield was absolutely terrifying!
“Senior, may I ask for your honored name and domain?”
“We are willing to follow!”
The cultivators inquired.
“Hmph, my name is not for you to know!”
“However, in light of you being first-timers, I’ll spare you. Remember, my name is Zhang San!”
“Whoever wants to get rich, follow me; those waiting to die can stay put!”
Li Xiaobai snorted coldly, speaking indifferently.
With a flick of his sleeve, he headed for one of the large gates. He donned a new mask, taking the alias Zhang San, ensuring no one would recognize him.
“Yes!”
“So it’s Senior Zhang San!”
“Follow Senior Zhang San, Senior Zhang San knows the way!”
“Senior Zhang San is awesome, we’re saved!”