"That guy has heavy killing intent!" the Fire Kirin spoke.
Lin Feng nodded, "I know. However, we still need to be cautious about the force he belongs to. If he knows his place, he'll understand when to advance or retreat. If not, even the power behind him won't be able to save him."
As he spoke, a resolute killing intent flashed in Lin Feng's eyes.
The Fire Kirin nodded, not saying anything more.
Five days later, Lin Feng finally arrived at the outer regions of the Ancient God Demon Battlefield.
Many cultivators had already arrived, scattered in various places, gazing at the Ancient God Demon Battlefield from a distance.
"The Ancient God Demon Battlefield is enveloped by a massive forbidden spell, and one can only enter when the spell has lifted. At the very outskirts of the battlefield, there's a terrifying black fog; within it, soul soldiers roam, reaping the lives of cultivators."
The Fire Kirin whispered.
"Soul soldiers? What are those?" Lin Feng was surprised.
