79: Did you see it clearly and understand it?

"Move! Keep moving forward!"

"Are you deaf?"

After everyone was fitted with collars, they discovered their cultivation was actually suppressed to the first level of the Kai Guang Realm.

The strength they could exert was not even one percent of what it used to be.

This caused some Cultivators who intended to play along to feel despair; they were now forced to walk forward.

At this time, those male Cultivators wearing uniform attire rushed into the crowd with lewd smiles.

"Hehe, this woman is quite tender."

"I want this one."

"What do you want to do? Let us go!"

"I beg you, please let my wife go."

Then, they forcibly took some female Cultivators away from the group.

Needless to say, they were certainly going to do something sordid.

Tang Heng and Yao Yian followed in the middle of the group, naturally witnessing all of this.

Tang Heng tried to circulate his True Essence and found that he couldn't use much of his cultivation either.

At most, he could only exert the strength of someone who had just entered the second level of the Kai Guang Realm.

With a thought, Yao Yian moved his palm according to his intent.

"Fortunately, this Puppet is still under my control."

"Hmm? It can actually exert the cultivation of the fifth level of the Kai Guang Realm!"

Tang Heng felt the information fed back from the control brand and was immediately overjoyed.

This meant he had a few more chances of escaping.

However, for now, Tang Heng and Yao Yian could only take things one step at a time.

Since everyone wore collars and their cultivation was suppressed to an extremely low level, they could only follow the other party's people on foot.

Not long after, another team appeared ahead.

Among the captured Cultivators, some saw this and a flame of hope ignited in their eyes.

But before long, the development of events disappointed them.

In front of the approaching team was a group of Cultivators also wearing the same uniform as those people.

In the team, there was also a large group of Cultivators wearing collars, looking listless and dejected.

"Hahaha, you didn't catch as many people as we did!"

"Tsk, we were unlucky this time. We arrived late and couldn't catch many."

"Some were just fugitives we encountered on the road."

"Haha, you only caught this many people. Just wait until you return to the Coral Fortress; you'll get what's coming to you."

"Don't mention it. I heard that the people from Qi Yuan Coral Fortress ran into a tough nut while capturing these Cultivators."

"The capture team suffered heavy casualties, and two Manager-level Cultivators were killed on the spot."

"There's such a thing?"

Several Cultivators' eyes widened upon hearing this, as if they had encountered earth-shattering information.

"The specifics are unknown."

{"Qi Yuan Coral Fortress has already issued an arrest warrant. It's said the rewards are very generous!"}

Many Coral Fortresses have already begun to prepare their own exclusive capture teams.

As these Cultivators spoke, the two teams successfully merged.

Tang Heng and Yao Yian, like the others, were driven to the other group of captured Cultivators.

The state of these people was clearly even worse than theirs.

Every male Cultivator was bruised and swollen, and the situation for the female Cultivators was even more miserable.

Many of their clothes were in disarray, and some even had no clothes to wear, revealing large patches of fair and plump skin.

Their eyes were dim, and their bodies were covered in scratches and bite marks; they looked like they had suffered quite a bit of torture.

All the people wearing silver collars were squeezed into the middle, while the Cultivators with gold collars surrounded them to prevent anyone from escaping.

At this time, Tang Heng noticed a man who had been beaten very badly walking in front of him.

Half of his face was bloody, and one could even see the bone.

In his only remaining eye, there was no fear or unease like those around him; he appeared exceptionally calm.

If Tang Heng guessed correctly, this man was likely a veteran who had struggled in the Epoch Battlefield.

Such veterans certainly knew a lot.

If he could get some information, it would undoubtedly be a huge help in escaping the danger.

Thus, Tang Heng led Yao Yian to quietly approach him.

Many people had similar thoughts, and soon a small group gathered around the man.

"Fellow Daoist, can you tell us what the situation is?"

"Yeah, yeah, how can there be such a thing? It wasn't in the information."

"Fellow Daoist, how will we be treated? I'm only sixty years old, still young."

"I beg you, Fellow Daoist, show us a way to live. If I can leave alive, this little girl is willing to be your Dao Companion."

Everyone pleaded in low voices, and only after a long time did the man slowly speak.

"Sigh, you're all too unlucky."

"I see your breath is long, and your bodies aren't tainted with too much of the battlefield's Nether-Rot Qi Aura."

"You must have just arrived at the Epoch Battlefield."

"I'll tell you about the situation here."

The Epoch Battlefield is a super-large Secret Realm, divided into three regions: upper, middle, and lower.

Between each region is a regional Barrier.

This Barrier is simply called the Barrier.

Once, a powerful Cultivator tried to pierce through a layer of the Barrier, but no matter what methods he used, the Barrier remained unmoved.

The only way to Transmigration the Barrier to reach another region is to first leave the Epoch Battlefield and then enter from the corresponding Teleportation Point.

However, there are also strict Rank restrictions between each region; one cannot exceed a certain cultivation level.

Otherwise, one would be excluded from the Epoch Battlefield, and in severe cases, might even be directly obliterated.

We are currently in the Lower Epoch Battlefield.

The Lower Epoch Battlefield is also divided into several types of areas.

The first type is the Pioneer Land, which is a place where Cultivator forces gather; a faint sense of order still exists in such places.

The second type is the Chaotic Land. These are also places where forces gather, but they have no order and use any means necessary for Cultivate resources.

The third type is the Unknown Land, unexplored places where unknown dangers may exist.

The fourth type is the Forbidden Land; stepping into it means a narrow escape from death.

The Teleportation Points of the Epoch Battlefield are random. Our luck wasn't very good; we were teleported to the Chaotic Land.

Various forces gather here, and fighting is incredibly frequent. There are no rules, and everything depends on the whims of the top Cultivators.

Relying on their own strength, they have built many cities, large and small, called Coral Fortresses in this Chaotic Land, and they continuously capture Cultivators to bring inside.

As for why they capture Cultivators, the reason is simple: they want some Cultivators who have just entered the Epoch Battlefield to do certain things.

"As for what those things are, you'll find out when the time comes."

The Cultivator gave a sinister laugh, revealing a terrifying expression.

Soon, a series of noisy clamors came from the crowd at the very front.

Tang Heng, Yao Yian, and the others looked ahead and saw a small city appearing.

This small city's exterior was as black as ink, emitting a cold, eerie light.

On the city walls stood many wooden stakes, and on each stake was impaled a dried corpse.

A huge flag fluttered in the wind.

Looking from afar, one could already feel the dangerous aura permeating the entire city.

A row of Cultivators waited at the city gate. They stood straight, looking straight ahead, watching the front coldly.

"Aether Coral Fortress."

Someone couldn't help but stop and read the words on the flag.

"Move! Get over there!"

"Still not moving? Do you want to die!"

Many Cultivators were reluctantly driven forward and were soon brought before the city gate.

Standing at the very front of the city gate was a man in white. He had an elegant demeanor with a faint smile on his lips, giving off a sense of friendliness.

But no one dared to let their guard down, because all they could see in this person's eyes was coldness and endless cruelty.

"Fellow Daoists, do not panic."

"We have said that this is an Opportunity."

"You can take a look, see clearly and understand. Whether you want this Opportunity or not, the decision is yours."

The man in white spoke, explaining to everyone with a serious and sincere attitude.

Hearing the man's words, the expressions of many in the group changed, thinking there might still be a slight chance to leave.

"Bring them up first."

Then, at the command of the man in white, twenty or so Cultivators from the Aether Coral Fortress dove into the crowd like ghosts.

Amidst everyone's horror, more than thirty men and women were ruthlessly dragged out, including the man who was missing half his face.

"Kneel!"

They knelt on the ground, their faces filled with despair.

"Manager Zhao, I was wrong, I beg you."

"I won't run anymore, never again."

"Wuwuwu, I'll do the tasks. I promise to do the tasks well for the rest of my life."

No matter how these people pleaded for mercy, the man in white remained unmoved.

As the man in white gave a light wave of his hand, more than thirty Cultivators behind him immediately brought out countless hideous and terrifying torture devices and walked toward the thirty men and women.

These Cultivators showed no hint of pity or sympathy and began the torture immediately.

"What are you doing? Let me go! I was wrong, I won't escape again, I beg you..."

A young girl about sixteen or seventeen years old screamed, struggling desperately to escape from their clutches.

Her appearance was very delicate, and her skin was extremely tender, but now, it was covered in tears and terror.

Others also wailed and pleaded for mercy, but those Cultivators were oblivious to their words.

Various torture devices were applied to these thirty men and women. Piercing screams echoed through the sky, sending chills down the spines of those who heard them.

Piles of flesh, severed fingers, limbs, bones, and even eyeballs and internal organs were piled up.

Even more horrifying were the whole human skins that had just been flayed.

"Open your eyes and look closely!"

"See clearly, understand!"

"If anyone doesn't look properly, then there's no need to keep those eyes!"

"Ahhh..."

"Kill me! Please just kill me!"

"I'll kill you!"

"I curse you to die a hundred, a thousand times more miserably than me!!!"

The man in white stood to the side, a satisfied smile curling at his lips as he listened to these desperate curses.

His eyes flickered with satisfaction, as if he were enjoying this bloody performance.

His gaze was like a hunter watching dying prey, revealing an unparalleled sense of superiority.

The terrified crowd, the piles of flesh, and the smiling man in white combined to form a suffocating picture.

After a bout of cruel torture, only three or four of the thirty-plus men and women remained alive.

Those who survived were covered in blood, dying and no longer looking human.

"Slaughter them!"

Two cold words escaped the man in white's mouth.

In the next moment, heads rolled and blood sprayed far and wide.

The man in white looked at the male and female Cultivators who were already dazed with fear and slowly asked:

"Welcome, Fellow Daoists, to this sacred and beautiful Epoch Battlefield."

"Now, have you seen clearly? Have you understood?"