233: Ancient War Soul Legion

"Your Highness, let us go in first."

Fu Ying stared at the halo of the Secret Realm ahead and spoke softly.

"It's fine."

Lin Yan raised his foot and walked straight toward the halo.

His figure quickly merged into it, as if drawn by an invisible force, vanishing from the spot in an instant.

Lin Yan felt as if he had transmigrated through time and space; the scene before him changed drastically in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, he was in a completely unfamiliar space.

He slowly scanned his surroundings.

It was dim, and the air was filled with a thick scent of blood.

Ahead was a forest so dense it was almost opaque, like a giant maze that even the Heavy Pupils could hardly see through.

Just then, Fu Ying and the others, who were following closely behind him, appeared one after another.

As soon as they appeared, they immediately began to scan the surroundings alertly, each of their eyes revealing a state of high tension and vigilance.

A moment later.

"Your Highness!" Fu Ying stepped forward and said, "According to the records we have, this environment is very likely an Ancient Battlefield Secret Realm."

Lin Yan nodded thoughtfully.

It was similar to the judgment he had made in his mind.

The Ancient Battlefield Secret Realm was known as the Secret Realm with the greatest opportunities but also the most danger.

The greatest Opportunity meant that everything was possible inside: ancient spirit weapons, spirit armor, Cultivation Techniques, Martial Skills, ancient medicines, and so on would all be here.

And the most dangerous was naturally what gave the "Ancient Battlefield" its name—Ancient War Souls.

With a clear Aura of age and slaughter, they might appear in the form of a marching army within the ancient spirit weapons and spirit armor.

"Be careful."

After saying that, he took the lead and walked toward the forest ahead.

Seeing this, everyone followed... [Killed one alien Emperor Lord, one Sovereign Rank Invincible, domineering index: super star level, charge value: 300%]

This amount of charge value would certainly not be enough for Martial Skills unless it was used to boost his cultivation slightly.

As for cultivation, it was completely unnecessary at this stage because even if he boosted it, it would only slightly increase his combat power, so he would save it for now.

Lin Yan withdrew his gaze from the System and glanced casually at his surroundings.

He had been in this forest for a while now, and except for some ancient Spirit Medicines, he hadn't encountered anything.

"Weren't there supposed to be many Ancient War Souls?"

Fu Ying and the Flame Guards, who were scanning the surroundings with vigilant faces, paused, a hint of speechlessness flashing in their eyes.

The Ancient War Souls that everyone avoided like the plague sounded as if His Highness was eager to encounter them.

Finally, Fu Ying spoke up.

"Your Highness."

"If we encounter those of our race, it's fine, but if we encounter those of the alien races, the situation will become uncontrollable."

"Historically, there have been many Emperor Lords who entered the Ancient Battlefield Secret Realm and never came out again."

"So it's best to pass through the forest safely and just get some gains."

Lin Yan just nodded and said nothing.

An Ancient Battlefield Secret Realm located in the Starry Sky Restricted Zone, with no history, and Ancient War Souls.

Key point!

No history at all.

If it were before he came into contact with that booklet, he might not have thought much, only considering these to be battle ruins from a long time ago.

But now, it was different.

He especially wanted to see if he could obtain any other information about the Huaxia Ancestors from it.

And in Huaxia, there is a saying: "May all your wishes come true."

A cold, lonely wind quietly brushed past the hundred-man team slowly advancing through the Evil Qi-filled forest.

Lin Yan's steps paused, and those deep, sharp eyes instantly looked up.

Seeing this, Fu Ying, who was not far behind him, changed expression drastically and immediately shouted sternly.

"Alert!"

In an instant, the already tense Flame Guards immediately became even more compact, clutching their weapons tightly and scanning the surroundings warily.

Just then.

Boom... boom... boom... a low, soul-shaking sound suddenly rang out.

It was like the orderly marching of a great army, deafening, and even the ground trembled with it.

The faces of Fu Ying and the Flame Guards changed instantly.

An Ancient War Soul army! Why is our luck so bad!

Lin Yan's eyes fluctuated instantly.

Oh? An army! Finally, I'm going to see it!

The vibration of the ground came closer and closer.

Before long, a powerful, suffocating Evil Qi surged like a tide, instantly filling the entire space.

A legion of ten thousand appeared, like a demonic army walking out from the depths of Hell, emitting an endless Aura of terror.

They wore tattered armor covered with cracks and gaps of all sizes, appearing weathered and dilapidated as if they had undergone countless tragic battles.

Looking at the weapons in their hands, they were also severely damaged. Some were broken into several pieces with fragments scattered on the ground; yet even so, these broken weapons still flickered with a piercing cold light, as if telling of their former glory and honor.

Most striking of all was the battle flag fluttering in the air, its color long since soaked through with blood, turning into a shocking dark red.

However, what made people's hearts tremble with fear was not these external appearances, but the figures hidden within the legion.

Looking closely, one would find that these figures were actually crystalline and transparent, with only their eyes exposed, filled with endless killing intent and madness.

Such an eerie existence made one wonder if they were truly living objects.

Fu Ying's expression was grave.

"Your Highness, it's the Aura of the Yao Race!"

"I know." Lin Yan slowly scanned the army, his gaze lingering on several figures in the front.

A ten-thousand-man army, yet it actually had such a luxurious leadership lineup of five Emperor Lords and dozens of Sovereign Rank Invincibles.

But in such an army, whether it was the generals or the ordinary soldiers, it could be clearly seen from the scratches on their weapons and armor that, without exception, every single one had been killed with a single blow!

So it could be imagined that when they faced their enemy, they had no power to fight back at all and were completely crushed and slaughtered by the opponent's absolute strength!

The question was, who was their opponent?

Huaxia Ancestors?!

Boom—!

A loud blast interrupted Lin Yan's thoughts.

The Yao Race Ancient War Soul army suddenly pointed their weapons diagonally.

"Roar!"

With a roar like a beast's howl, they launched a charge toward them.

Lin Yan's eyes suddenly sharpened, and he stepped to the front of the Flame Guards.

"Protect yourselves!"

His voice fell.

Boom—!

Black Flames swirled around his body, and his eyes shone white.

A giant halberd phantom slowly emerged as the heavenly emperor halberd was summoned.

Overlord!!!

Lin Yan, with an Aura like a rainbow, had just swung his arm.

The Yao Race Ancient War Soul legion, rushing toward them like a tide, suddenly seemed to have seen some extremely terrifying sight in an instant.

The madness and endless killing intent filling their eyes vanished instantly, replaced in the blink of an eye by a deep fear.