The Devil's Tribulation

Chapter 519 Rushing to the battlefield

The ancient battlefield of the world of dry bones.

Pan Chengfeng rushed all the way and after a month, he finally returned to the place where he and Shangguan Heng separated. It took him two months to go there, but the time was cut in half when he came back.

Along the way, Pan Chengfeng didn't see a single cultivator. He originally thought that this was the center of the battlefield, so there were few cultivators.

But after walking for another two or three days, he still didn't see any monks. Pan Chengfeng couldn't help but mutter, "Where did they go to make money?"

There were more than one million cultivators in the ancient battlefield before. Not to say that they could be seen everywhere, but at least one or two teams should be encountered every one or two days. Now there is not a single figure to be seen. How could Pan Chengfeng not be surprised?

After walking around for a while, he didn't find any signs of a large-scale battle. He thought to himself, "There wasn't any major battle. Where did all the people go? No, I have a bad feeling again. I have to find someone to ask!"

Pan Chengfeng no longer conserved his energy. He tore open the space and left the center of the ancient battlefield in a few teleportations.

After arriving at the periphery, he finally saw a sparse group of monks. Pan Chengfeng quickly dodged and appeared in front of a group of monks. He asked, "Have you seen anyone from the Yu Lei Sect?"

This was a team from a medium-sized sect, with about fifty people, led by a cultivator at the peak of the Void Refinement Realm. When they saw someone suddenly appear in front of them, they felt like they were facing a formidable enemy, because there had been no signs of this at all.

But after feeling Pan Chengfeng's realm, he felt relieved and waved his hands impatiently, "Go away, where did you get the little golden pill~"

"Little Golden Pill?" Pan Chengfeng was unhappy. He had always been suppressed before, but now he was called 'Little Golden Pill' wherever he went.

Since they were being rude, Pan Chengfeng was in no mood to waste time with them. He no longer concealed his aura and said coldly, "I'll ask again, have you seen any cultivators from the Yu Lei Sect?!"

The leading Lianxu cultivator was shocked and thought to himself, "How can a Jindan cultivator have such momentum? Is there something wrong?"

Although his aura was comparable to that of a cultivator at the Refining Void stage, Pan Chengfeng was indeed only at the Golden Core stage. The leading cultivator saw Pan Chengfeng's bad tone and sneered, "Which sect are you from? How dare you come to the Withered Bone Realm to die with only the Golden Core stage?"

Pan Chengfeng's direct disciple's clothes had been damaged long ago, and now he was wearing his own clothes, otherwise there wouldn't have been so much trouble.

Pan Chengfeng was no longer willing to waste time talking, and he directly released his pressure. The fifty cultivators on the opposite side were all crushed. Even the Void Refining cultivator in front of him was a little unsteady on his feet. He was shocked and asked, "A cultivator at the peak of the Void Refining stage?"

Although they have the same level of cultivation, Pan Chengfeng's magic power is deeper and purer than his, which naturally brings him pressure.

Only with strength can one be respected. The cultivator on the opposite side hurriedly bowed and said, "Daoyou, please calm down. I am Jiang Wei from the Ancient Temple. I was rude just now."

Pan Chengfeng withdrew his pressure and asked calmly, "Tell me, what happened in the ancient battlefield? Where did everyone go? Where are the people from the Yu Lei Sect?"

Jiang Wei hurriedly said, "A few months ago, Shangguan Heng of the Yu Lei Sect obtained two demon-companion grasses. The news spread quickly, and Shangguan Heng led his team to the Black Stone Forest. The people here also followed him."

Pan Chengfeng was horrified and quickly took out the map given by the sect. He took a glance at it and ran away. His speed was almost as fast as that of the Thunder Escape Technique.

Jiang Wei was stunned, thinking to himself: "If he didn't hide his cultivation, how could he have such a strong fluctuation of magic power?" After thinking for a while, Jiang Wei suddenly exclaimed: "Could it be him?! He's not dead?"

Pan Chengfeng is now somewhat famous in Dongzhou. Many people know that there is a monster in the Yu Lei Sect, who has the cultivation level of a Golden Core and can easily defeat a Lianxu cultivator.

Jiang Wei had heard before that this man seemed to be dead, but now he suddenly appeared again, and appeared here. It seems that things are not what he thought.

After running for a distance, Pan Chengfeng felt that it was still not fast enough, so he simply tore the space apart, about ten thousand meters at a time. After tearing it apart several times, he felt that it was not as fast as his own running.

Moreover, tearing space apart really consumes a lot of physical strength and spatial power. He is going to help now. If he rushes over like this, he will be almost exhausted by the time he arrives.

Several women are in Shangguan Heng's team. Now Shangguan Heng is being hunted by so many cultivators. How can Pan Chengfeng not be anxious?

Without hesitation, he opened his spiritual awareness, used the Thunder Escape Technique and flew up. His speed was much faster than if he had run.

After coming to the Withered Bone Realm, his cultivation has improved a lot. It only took him a year and a half to go from the second level of Golden Core to the current seventh level of Golden Core. If it were outside, it would take at least twenty years.

His body refining skills also improved by two small realms, from the early stage of the fourth level of body refining to the late stage of body refining, with pure physical strength of 420,000.

Originally, Pan Chengfeng was somewhat complacent, but after encountering Motian and Mingshou, this little sense of superiority disappeared completely.

Mo Tian doesn't need anything, but he has at least two million strength. If he activates his special skill 'Blood Rage', it will be increased tenfold to 20 million!

Moreover, the speed will be increased three times, and various indicators will also be improved. Pan Chengfeng's current full power is only 4 million, and the gap is extremely large.

However, that move consumes vitality, and Pan Chengfeng can't afford to use it, nor can he learn it.

There were more and more monks along the way. After ten days of travel, Pan Chengfeng finally arrived at the entrance of the black stone forest, where more than 100,000 monks gathered.

Pan Chengfeng scanned with his spiritual sense and frowned slightly, but he didn't have time to care about other things now, so he rushed in with a whoosh.

The entrance to the Black Stone Forest.

Kuiwen, Chen Qi and Mingsha gathered together again. Pan Chengfeng's spiritual sense had just discovered these three people, but he had no time to pay attention to them now.

Chen Qi spotted Pan Chengfeng when he flashed by, and asked hurriedly, "That person just now seemed to be Pan Chengfeng from the Yu Lei Sect?"

Kui Wen was also surprised and asked, "It's him. Didn't they say he was dead? What happened?"

Mingsha said indifferently, "Who cares? If he goes in now, he will definitely go to look for Shangguan Heng. There are 100,000 cultivators inside to surround him. He will die if he goes there. It saves us from having to fight again."

Chen Qi thought to himself, "He knew he was going to die, but he still went in? There are very few monks who can do this."

The Sanquan Sect, the Huangsha Sect and the Yinsha Sect, the three sects came together again, but it was really just a coincidence.

They were all in the ancient battlefield, and they had made a good harvest during this year. However, no matter how much they harvested, it was not even a fraction of a plant of the Demon Companion Grass.

Human greed is like a snake swallowing an elephant. Even though they knew there was little hope, they still came with their followers. In this way, the three of them met again.

The three giants of Dongzhou were arm wrestling inside. Small sects like them didn't dare to get into trouble, but they could still wait for an opportunity by guarding the exit.

If all three sects were to suffer losses, then it would be an opportunity for small and medium-sized sects and schools like them.