Keke wrinkled her nose and stopped muttering.
After searching the ruins for an hour, the group found nothing else and decided to continue their journey.
"Do you really want to proceed in that direction? It's truly dangerous!" The three skeletons warned Xiao Chen.
At that moment, Xiao Chen, relying on his intuition, was heading deeper into the Ancient Battlefield, where the aura of the Heavenly Stele emanated.
After advancing just over a hundred miles, they started experiencing the terrifying fluctuations.
In the gloomy sky, demonic fog churned. "Crack!" A deafening explosive sound split the air, nearly rupturing their eardrums.
Streaks of blood-colored lightning, hundreds of miles long, tore through the pitch-dark heavens, resembling raging blood rivers—truly a chilling sight.
Massive thunder echoed, causing the earth to quake. Eerie cries of ghosts inexplicably rang out within the Ancient Battlefield.
