After this battle, the Hidden Dragon warriors were full of morale and fearless. Even knowing that deep within the Wind Domain battlefield was perilous, they remained full of confidence.
Before entering the Wind Domain battlefield, Ye Lingkong had already told them everything about the battlefield.
The Wind Domain battlefield is divided into the outskirts, the inner arena, and the core area. The outer areas have already been searched countless times by major forces, so it's unlikely that any treasures will be found.
As for the inner arena, because of the power of curses, except for disciples of the Wind God lineage, all are affected by the spells and need to use their strength to resist.
In this area, they often encountered resurrected demon corpses, which were at a disadvantage. So, although the Wind Domain battlefield had been opened countless times and plundered countless times, there were always some who slipped through the cracks. With good luck, they could still encounter some opportunities.
Especially in certain areas of the inner arena, where the power of curses is so strong, even top-tier experts find it hard to get close. Moreover, in those areas, they can't stay too long, or their souls and bodies will be overwhelmed.
And this curse power has almost no effect on the disciples of the Wind God Sea Pavilion. In fact, the Wind Domain battlefield is the exclusive treasure land of the Wind God Sea Pavilion.
As a result, the major powers grew increasingly envious and jealous, beginning large-scale hunts of the Wind God Sea Pavilion disciples in both the outer and inner areas.
Of course, some are even more vicious; when they enter, they ignore them but wait outside to steal and kill people.
Now, the Wind Domain battlefield was like an exclusive treasure zone for the Hidden Dragon warriors, so there was no need to worry about outsiders ambushing them. Long Chen divided everyone into small teams to expand the search range, increasing the chances of finding opportunities.
As everyone sped along, the formation stretched out. After three full days, Long Chen could clearly feel a powerful curse power in the air. Long Chen knew this meant they had reached the inner arena.
Although Long Chen had only learned one spell technique, he was still very sensitive to the fluctuations of spells.
Long Chen could sense a powerful soul curse, a curse cast at the cost of his own life. Those who cast spells try to trap these monsters here together with them, never to be freed for eternity.
"Long Chen, are we together, or apart?" Tang Wan'er said.
She actually wanted to be with Long Chen, but she knew that only by being apart could she better find her own opportunities. She didn't want to hold Long Chen back.
Long Chen said, "Let's just separate them. Take care of yourself and look after the other sisters." In
fact, Long Chen didn't want to be separated from Tang Wan'er. This was the Wind Domain battlefield, a treasure left behind by the Wind God lineage. As an outsider, it was unlikely he could obtain any treasure.
As a goddess, Tang Wan'er was blessed with great fortune; she was destined for a tremendous opportunity.
If Long Chen stayed with her, he feared his bad luck might interfere with her. Anyway, with Tang Wan'er's strength, there was no danger in the inner arena. Even if she encountered the resurrected Heavenly Demon, she could handle it easily.
Tang Wan'er nodded, reminded Long Chen to be careful as well, then parted ways with him. The two split into two directions, racing deep into the Wind Domain battlefield.
Entering the cursed zone, Long Chen felt the tragic aura permeating the world, and couldn't help but feel emotional. From the vast curse power, he sensed an endless killing intent, filled with endless attachment and reluctance.
Clearly, Feng Wuji did not want to die; his heart still held endless attachments. Yet, facing the endless Heavenly Demon experts, he had no choice but to sacrifice his own life and choose to rest here with them.
Feeling the emotions within the curse power, Long Chen suddenly thought of himself: if one day he was forced into a desperate situation, would he have the courage to perish together with his enemy?
Can he let go of these confidantes, passionate brothers, and his own parents and loved ones?
"I hate war!"
Long Chen let out a long sigh. War is cruel, like a demon madly destroying all the beauty in the world and taking away people's most precious things.
But there are always some people who love war, like to use war to achieve their own goals. They do not understand others' pain; in their eyes, they only see the benefits war brings them.
"I want to become stronger. Only by becoming stronger can I stop wars and eliminate the demons that drive them."
Long Chen took a deep breath, his desire to become stronger growing even stronger.
On this battlefield, he thought of those figures who had left him since stepping into the cultivation world, those familiar faces, their voices and smiles. Whenever Long Chen recalled them, his heart felt as if pricked by needles.
Lu Fang'er, the old man, Qu Jianying, Ling Yunzi, Hu Feng, and those brothers who died in battle—if there had been no war, they wouldn't have died. They would have enjoyed life and all the beauty in the world.
But this world doesn't have so many 'ifs'—only endless cruelty. To quell war, one must possess power that terrifies the entire world.
It makes those who fantasize about waging war for benefits feel fear, making them afraid to wage war. To become stronger, to become even stronger—so strong that even when the enemy thinks of you, they tremble all over.
Strength is the fundamental solution to problems. When the world no longer rules for reason, fighting violence with violence is the most direct and effective solution.
"Buzz buzz buzz...
Suddenly, the space in front of Long Chen trembled continuously, and the powerful fluctuations of cursed energy made him slow down.
The curse power fluctuations here were especially intense. Although Long Chen was not a disciple of the Wind God Sea Pavilion and had not practiced the divine arts inherited by the Wind God, Feng Xinyue had given him a jade token that allowed him to be unaffected by the curse power just like the disciples of the Wind God Sea Pavilion.
In fact, both Feng Xinyue and Ye Lingkong thought Long Chen would use this jade token to fight the enemy to the death in the inner court, giving them a huge advantage.
However, Long Chen never takes the usual path; his methods are something others can never fathom.
"Buzz buzz buzz...
As Long Chen entered the core area of intense fluctuations, he saw a ragged skeleton holding a rusty longsword, stabbing into a massive head.
It was a monster over ten zhang long, with silver wings on its back. When Long Chen saw the figure of that monster, his heart couldn't help but pound wildly.
"Silver-winged Demon?"
Long Chen hadn't expected to see the Silver-winged Demon here once again. Although the Silver-Winged Demon was much smaller, its aura fluctuations were exactly the same—there was no way he could mistake it for one.
"Six Veins Emperor" Long
Chen sensed the aura of the Silver-winged Demon and was slightly startled. This was the edge of the battlefield, yet he had encountered an existence of this caliber.
In other words, the weakest participants in this battle are also at this level. This is terrifying.
"Crack, crack, crack..."
Suddenly, the Silverwing Demon's head emitted a strange noise, startling Long Chen.