"Kid, although this is the D-level battlefield with the lowest intensity, I'm afraid it's not something you can meddle with."
The Painting Saint suddenly spoke, a hint of mockery in his voice: "With your cultivation level below the Ghost Control Realm, there's only one path here—death."
"Even a strong cultivator at the Ghost Control Realm would have to tread cautiously here, unable to advance easily."
"I just want to know, why were we separated after entering? Is there something mysterious here?" Xu Wendong was full of worry for Zhao Ying'er and Li Jiayin at this moment.
Although both of them were strong, in this perilous place, if they encountered danger, they might struggle to cope.
"This is the Chaotic Heaven and Earth; it is normal for anyone who enters to be scattered." The Painting Saint said contemptuously: "The battlefield for the Three-Life Stone has shattered even the space laws, so the idea of coming in and sticking together is simply impossible."
