104: Chapter 104 Improving Cultivation

Bai Yu paused. "I left some things there back then."

"They can help them quickly increase their cultivation."

Bai Wuji frowned. "But Master, the depths of the Ancient Battlefield are very dangerous."

"I know."

Bai Yu nodded. "That is why I am having you take them."

"With you there, they will be fine."

Bai Wuji was silent for a moment. "Alright."

Bai Yu turned to look at his Fourteen Disciples.

"Remember, for this trip to the Ancient Battlefield, you must be mentally prepared."

"The dangers there are greater than you imagine."

"But as long as you can return alive, your strength will undergo a qualitative leap."

The Fourteen Disciples looked at each other.

"Yes!"

Bai Yu looked at them, a flash of gratification in his eyes.

"Go then."

"In three years, I will await your return."

Bai Wuji led the Fourteen Disciples away from the Heavenly Sword Sect.

They headed north all the way, passing through several cities.

Eventually, they arrived at that desolate Gobi desert.

"This is the place."

Bai Wuji stopped in his tracks.

He walked to the front of the giant boulder and reached out to press his hand against the stone surface.

Golden runes lit up.

The ground began to vibrate.

The boulder slowly moved aside, revealing a passage extending downwards.

"Follow me."

Bai Wuji was the first to enter the passage.

The Fourteen Disciples looked at each other and then followed him.

The passage was very deep; the further down they went, the lower the surrounding temperature became.

A faint scent of blood began to appear in the air.

Luo Bingli gripped her sword hilt. "The aura here is so eerie."

"That's normal."

Bai Wuji did not look back. "The Ancient Battlefield is the ruins of that great war three hundred thousand years ago."

"The number of powerful experts who died here is beyond count."

"Their resentment has not dissipated to this day."

Gu Dusheng shivered. "That sounds terrifying."

"Terrifying?"

Bai Wuji smiled. "This is only the beginning."

"Once we reach the depths, you will know what true terror is."

Everyone fell silent.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, light finally appeared ahead.

It was a massive underground space.

In the center of the space stood countless stone monuments.

Every stone monument was engraved with densely packed runes.

"This is..."

Lin Tian was stunned.

"This is the Legacy Master left behind back then."

Bai Wuji walked to a stone monument. "Each stone monument records a Divine Ability."

"You can choose a suitable Divine Ability based on your own cultivation direction."

The eyes of the Fourteen Disciples lit up.

They immediately dispersed and began looking for stone monuments suitable for themselves.

Luo Bingli walked to a stone monument engraved with sword-shaped runes.

She reached out to touch the monument.

A stream of information flooded into her mind.

"Heavenly Sword Art..."

Luo Bingli murmured.

Gu Dusheng walked to a stone monument engraved with fist-shaped runes.

"Overlord Fist Art..."

Chu Han, Jin Wusuan, Sikong Zhaiyue, Medicine Not So, and Ye Gucheng also found Divine Abilities suitable for them.

Lin Tian walked to the deepest part and stopped before a stone monument engraved with dragon-shaped runes.

"This is..."

He reached out to touch the monument.

A terrifying amount of information flooded into his mind.

Lin Tian's face turned pale, and his body began to tremble.

"Old Eighth!"

Bai Wuji immediately rushed over.

He slapped a palm onto Lin Tian's back, helping him steady his mind.

"Are you alright?"

Lin Tian took a deep breath. "I'm fine."

"This Divine Ability... is so strong."

Bai Wuji glanced at the stone monument, his brow furrowed.

"Dragon Emperor Art..."

"Master actually left this Divine Ability here as well."

Lin Tian stared at the dragon-shaped runes on the monument, fine beads of sweat breaking out on his forehead.

Those runes seemed to come alive, tumbling within his mind.

"Dragon Emperor Art..."

Bai Wuji stood behind him. "Master obtained this Divine Ability from a powerful expert of the Dragon Clan back then."

"When cultivated to the limit, one can transform into a True Dragon."

Lin Tian grit his teeth. "This Disciple wants to try."

"Are you sure?" Bai Wuji frowned. "This Divine Ability is very dangerous; the slightest carelessness could lead to Qi Deviation."

"This Disciple is sure."

Lin Tian did not hesitate.

Bai Wuji looked at him and was silent for a moment.

"Fine, then be careful yourself."

Lin Tian sat cross-legged before the stone monument and began to comprehend the Dragon Emperor Art.

The others also found Divine Abilities suitable for them and began to Cultivate.

Luo Bingli's Heavenly Sword Art, Gu Dusheng's Overlord Fist Art, Chu Han's Immortal Slaying Sword Art, Jin Wusuan's Heavenly Secret Art, Sikong Zhaiyue's Shadow Art, Medicine Not So's Pill Fire Art, and Ye Gucheng's Sword Heart Art.

Su Qingying's Phantom Art, Shi Potian's Vajra Art, Liu Ruyan's Illusion Art, Wen Changfeng's Confucian Dao Art, Much Money's Merchant Dao Art, and Sword Nameless's Killing Sword Art.

Fourteen people, fourteen Divine Abilities.

Bai Wuji stood in the center, his Divine Thought sweeping over everyone.

"All are very good."

He turned and walked to the deepest part, where there was one more stone monument.

There were no runes on the stone monument, only a single word.

"Dao."

Bai Wuji reached out to touch the monument.

A stream of information flooded into his mind.

His expression changed slightly.

"Master actually left this here as well..."

Time passed day by day.

The Fourteen Disciples were all immersed in their cultivation.

Lin Tian's body began to undergo changes.

Fine dragon scales appeared on his skin, and his eyes turned golden.

A terrifying aura radiated from his body.

Luo Bingli opened her eyes and looked at Lin Tian.

"Eighth Senior Brother is..."

"Dragonification," Bai Wuji spoke. "He has already gained a preliminary mastery of the Dragon Emperor Art."

"In a few more days, he will be able to completely transform into a True Dragon."

Gu Dusheng grinned. "Old Eighth really hit the jackpot this time."

Chu Han gripped the immortal slaying sword. "We can't fall behind either."

Everyone continued to Cultivate.

Another three months passed.

Lin Tian finally opened his eyes.

He stood up; the dragon scales on his body disappeared, and his eyes returned to normal.

However, that aura became even more restrained.

"Old Eighth, how do you feel?" Bai Wuji asked.

"Very good." Lin Tian flexed his wrists. "This Disciple has now broken through to the Half-step Immortal Emperor realm."

Bai Wuji nodded. "Not bad."

He looked at the others. "And you all?"

Luo Bingli stood up. "This Disciple has also broken through to the Half-step Immortal Emperor realm."

Gu Dusheng, Chu Han, Jin Wusuan, Sikong Zhaiyue, Medicine Not So, and Ye Gucheng all stood up one after another.

They had all broken through to the Half-step Immortal Emperor realm.

Su Qingying, Shi Potian, Liu Ruyan, Wen Changfeng, Much Money, and Sword Nameless had also all broken through to the Peak Immortal King realm.

Bai Wuji nodded with satisfaction.

"Very good, even faster than I expected."

"However, this is still not enough."

He walked to the center. "Next, I will take you to a certain place."

"Where?" Luo Bingli asked.

"The core region of the Ancient Battlefield."

Bai Wuji paused. "There lies the strongest Legacy Master left behind back then."

"As long as you can obtain that Legacy, you will be able to break through to the Immortal Emperor Realm."

Everyone's eyes lit up.

"Let's go."

Bai Wuji led the Fourteen Disciples out of the underground space.

They continued to walk toward the depths.

The further in they went, the more terrifying the surrounding aura became.