Luo Yi and others stood on the top of the mountain.
He waved his hand, and the clouds and mist on the top of the mountain gradually dispersed, revealing the majestic scenery ahead.
After thoroughly seeing the scene in front of him, Luo Yi felt that his breathing was a little heavier.
"really……"
Ahead is a battlefield.
An ancient battlefield.
Corpses were everywhere, and flags of various colors were planted diagonally on the ground.
The intersection of swords and soldiers leads to endless decay.
When Luo Yi stepped out of this land before, he had some guesses in his heart.
Gray sky, turbid fog, scorched earth.
When Luo Yi led the army to fight, this kind of scenery was seen the most.
Every battlefield is filled with smoke.
But this place stretches nearly thousands of miles, and with the land of thousands of miles as a battlefield, one can imagine how tragic the war was back then.
Young Li Tianxiang squatted down slightly and dug out a skull from the top of the mountain.
"Master." Li Tianxiang reached out and handed the skull to Luo Yi.
Luo Yi's expression suddenly became a little complicated.
He looked down at his feet and then at the skull in his hand.
This skull is very small.
He should still be a child who has not yet reached adulthood.
Luo Yi lightly stamped his foot, and the whole mountain suddenly trembled.
Countless corpses emerged from the mountain.
Luo Yi couldn't help but feel his heart tremble at this moment.
This... is a mountain of corpses.
Luo Yi turned his head and looked forward again, his expression becoming dignified and serious.
Thousands of miles away, there are corpses.
It is impossible for a war of this magnitude not to be recorded in historical materials.
And among the wars recorded in historical materials that reached this level, there should be only...
"One hundred thousand years ago, the Netherworld was in chaos."
Thousands of miles away are battlefields, and there are corpses on the battlefields.
Luo Yi finally understood why he felt a little uneasy as soon as he came here.
He quietly glanced at his left arm.
It's ghostly hands at work.
This was once an ancient battlefield where human monks fought against the Netherworld.
There is still more or less some netherworld energy here. Although most of it has dissipated on its own over the past ten thousand years, this underworld energy that disturbs the time and place is still the reason for setting foot on this battlefield at this moment. "Human and" feel uncomfortable.
"Go down the mountain."
Luo Yi took the lead to walk down the mountain top.
Since this is a battlefield that took place ten thousand years ago, it seems that the real intention of Liuli Taoist Academy's competition will soon come to light.
Combined with the soul pull mentioned in the jade slip previously, Luo Yi had an extremely bold guess in his mind.
But at this time, he was not completely sure. He needed to go to the center of the battlefield to finally be convinced of his idea.
The group of people slowly walked towards the center of the battlefield.
As everyone knows, at this moment, some of the monks who landed elsewhere have unintentionally attracted the soul...
Among them were monks from the Wuhen Sect.
They landed from the other side, and as soon as they landed, a monk had some kind of indescribable resonance with a certain corpse on the battlefield.
The next moment, the monk seemed to be in trance like an old monk, quietly sitting cross-legged...
Makura looked at the monk from the Wuhen Sect. After confirming many times that his life was not in danger, Makura's expression became solemn.
"So that's it. The so-called soul pulling actually resonates with the corpses here."
"This kind of pulling is like falling into a dream, but it is extremely real. No, maybe it is real, but..."
Makura frowned again: "After the resonance, where exactly was the soul drawn?"
Makura couldn't figure it out.
Of course, this disciple of the Wuhen Sect inadvertently resonated with the corpses here, and thus achieved the soul pulling mentioned in the jade slip, which made many people look at him with suspicion.
The next moment, someone started to follow suit.
Gradually, one, two, three...
More and more people have accomplished this mysterious and mysterious soul pulling.
More and more people were sitting cross-legged next to the corpse, like an old monk in trance.
But as time and the number of people went by, everyone discovered a new problem.
This kind of resonance is not unique.
Take Makura for example, he found that as long as he wanted to resonate with these corpses, there would be at least dozens of corpses along the way, which could allow him to draw the soul.
Of course, this may be because Makura has a special physique. He is born with a Taoist body after all.
It seems unsurprising that he can achieve such an enviable level.
But some extremely qualified monks can also resonate with multiple corpses!
As a result, more and more people began to choose corpses that still retained some good atmosphere.
No matter where this kind of soul pulling will lead them, but since it is related to these corpses here, it is assumed that as long as the realm of these corpses is higher and the qualifications of these corpses are better during their lifetime, they will definitely have something after being pulled by their souls. Not a bad opportunity.
As everyone discovered this problem, a strange "war between corpses" slowly unfolded.
More people are fighting for the corpses that still have good auras in their bodies, and they even fight for it.
Especially for those Shanze Yexiu, it was an opportunity for these people to be lucky enough to participate in this competition.
At this moment, my eyes are almost red for the so-called opportunity.
There have even been fights and deaths.
Makura's expression became extremely solemn.
"Follow me and head towards the center of the battlefield. Don't argue with anyone. If someone competes with you for the corpse, just give in."
Makura looked at the people fighting for the corpse. Some two people each grabbed a section of the corpse, and at the same time, they split the corpse into two halves with force.
Makura couldn't help but frown. No matter what, the dead person is the most important.
Moreover, the corpses in this battlefield are all ancestors of the human race.
Being so disrespectful to the bones of his ancestors made Makura's thoughts become a little heavy.
More and more people are entering that state of trance.
But at the same time, more and more people began to frantically search the entire battlefield, intending to find those corpses that looked very good.
At the same time, there was a young man wearing rich clothes on the coast.
Behind him was a middle-aged man with a stern face.
The young man raised his head and glanced at the ancient battlefield ahead, and asked casually: "Can you determine Luo Yi's position now?"
The middle-aged man closed his eyes, pondered for a moment, and nodded slowly.
The corners of the young man's mouth raised slightly, "Let's go then, deal with him first, and then go to the Soul Traction."
"The Qiao family is willing to spend a lot of money. Just a barbarian from the northern region can actually make the Qiao family lose its troops to such an extent."
The smile on the young man's lips gradually turned into disdain.
"This Qiao family is really a puddle of mud that cannot be helped up."
