C85 (1/2)

The deathly still ancient building vanished, as did the strange stone walls. At this moment, an ancient battlefield identical to the stone painting appeared in front of the eyes of Xia Xingchen and Chu Qingcheng!

Countless soldiers clad in simple and unadorned armor rode large horses, charging towards the enemy camp without any hesitation.

On the battlefield, where blade lights and sword shadows interweaved with the sky full of arrows, fresh blood sprayed out at all times. Roars and wails echoed in the air all the time as a terrifying killing intent surged like a mountain, pressuring Chu Qingcheng and Xia Xingchen to the point of no return!

”Why would we appear in a stone painting?” A look of terror appeared on Chu Qingcheng's face as she stared in disbelief at the bloody battlefield.

”I guess our souls were sucked in by that stone wall.” Xia Xinghe was also stunned, but compared to Chu Qingcheng, he was much calmer.

Xia Xinghe extended his hand, his palm reaching out towards a soldier half a body taller than him. And that soldier, as though he didn't even see Xia Xinghe, directly chopped down with his ancient saber.

Until now, the strangest scene had occurred. The soldier's saber had pierced through Xia Xingchen's palm and landed on the enemy soldier's body!

Instantly, that soldier's head was chopped off, fresh blood spurting out in all directions like a fountain, splashing in all directions. However, the blood that was as dense as rain strangely passed through Xia Xinghe and Chu Qingcheng before finally dripping onto the ground.

”Her soul was captured into the stone wall?” Chu Qingcheng covered her mouth with her hands as she stared in disbelief at this bizarre scene before her.

Without a doubt, as soon as she entered the ancient ruins, everything that happened here had already turned Chu Qingcheng's world upside down!

”It should be some kind of illusory magic array, or an enchanting technique.” Xia Xinghe said resolutely, ”To everything here, we are just outsiders.”

Xia Xinghe was like a spectator, coldly watching the battle on the battlefield.

A river of blood?

Corpse mountains everywhere?

Pitiful and tragic?

I'm sorry, but these things are nothing out of the ordinary for the Star King. He even personally directed many of the calamities during his time in the Nine Heavens and Ten Hells!

However, this was not the case for Chu Qingcheng. After a brief moment of shock, Chu Qingcheng's entire focus had been infected by the fearless warriors and the blood soaked battlefield. Unknowingly, two streams of crystal clear tears flowed down her cheeks.

It was as if he was crying for all the dead warriors.

He also seemed to be crying over the grief of having his blood dyed by the rivers and mountains.

Or maybe she was crying for herself.