My Cultivation Prowess Peaks after I Buried the Great Emperor s Corpse

91 The Legend of the Dragon Transformation Pool

Sunset Battlefield was located in the Myriad Great Mountain Range.

Whoosh!

After half a day of traveling, Lin Wudao and the rest finally stepped into the territory of Shanhai County. Without stopping, they charged straight into the Myriad Great Mountain Range.

The opening of Sunset Battlefield attracted the attention of almost the entire Jiuzhou.

Therefore, following many cultivators, they easily found Sunset Battlefield, which was located on a vast plain in the southeast.

When Lin Wudao and the others arrived, they looked up and saw countless cultivators standing in the void.

Giant spiritual boats were floating in the air, exuding a powerful aura.

Among them, the three spiritual boats at the front were the largest.

“Dari Demonic Sect, Xuantian Sect, and Tianxin Sword Sect. I didn’t think that the three giants of Jiuzhou would appear together again. Moreover, the lineup isn’t small. It seems that as the giants of Jiuzhou, their foundation really can’t be underestimated. Even if their sect masters and old ancestors have all fallen, they can still rule Jiuzhou. This time, if there’s a chance, I might be able to trap them again…”

Lin Wudao’s eyes were filled with viciousness.

The attraction of Sunset Battlefield was far greater than he had imagined.

This time, the Dari Demonic Sect, Xuantian Sect, and Tianxin Sword Sect sent out quite a number of powerhouses. Each faction was led by a Myth-realm powerhouse.

Among them were many powerhouses in the Heavenly realm, Mahayana realm, and Tribulation Transcendence realm.

There were a total of 36 people.

Whether it was talent or aptitude bone, these people were the best. Compared to him, they were many times better.

“If I throw all of them into the Corpse-refining Furnace, even if only one-ten-thousandth of each person’s power is extracted, with so many people added together, I’m afraid I can break through to the peak of the Heavenly realm. I may even possibly reach perfection…”

Lin Wudao calculated in his mind.

At this moment, he was already planning on how to kill all the peerless geniuses and Myth-realm powerhouses of the three great powers.

After he did that, he would carry out the great undertaking of collecting corpses.

Boom!

Just as Lin Wudao was immersed in his calculations, all of a sudden, tens of thousands of thunders suddenly sounded in the vast sky. Then, a mysterious force seemed to descend. Under the excited eyes of countless people, it tore a hole in the void.

The hole grew and finally evolved into a huge gate that connected the sky and the earth.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

…

From within the door, a primordial aura of time gushed out.

At the same time, the moment the gate was formed, a deafening battle cry seemed to ring out between heaven and earth, and from time to time, sounds of weapons colliding violently could be heard.

Waves of terrifying killing intent surged out like a great river. It caused the entire world to be filled with killing intent.

“Sunset Battlefield is open!”

Everyone’s spirits were lifted.

Whoosh!

At this moment, almost everyone’s eyes shone, and their faces were filled with intense yearning.

“According to the ancient legends, Sunset Battlefield was a blessed land in the ancient era. Later on, it became the ancestral land of several unparalleled sects. Many opportunities and fortunes were thus formed during this period.”

“In particular, in Sunset Battlefield, there’s a Dragon Transformation Pool built by an ancient powerhouse. It absorbs the essence of heaven and earth and has endless fortune.”

“As long as a living being below the Myth realm steps into the Dragon Transformation Pool, they’ll be able to cleanse themselves, and their cultivation will increase greatly.”

“I heard that there was once a powerhouse in the perfection of the Deva realm who cleansed himself in the Dragon Transformation Pool. As soon as he emerged, he broke through the shackles and reached the Myth realm.”

…

The crowd nearby exclaimed in admiration.

The Dragon Transformation Pool? Something that could increase cultivation?

Upon hearing this, Lin Wudao’s eyes glinted.

“If that’s the case, I must go to the Dragon Transformation Pool.”

He was very tempted.

Hmph!

As if he had noticed the change in Lin Wudao’s expression, a faint sneer appeared on the corner of Saint Qing Ming’s mouth.

“Brother Fan, I advise you to give up on that Dragon Transformation Pool. You don’t have a chance at all.”

Hmm?

As soon as he said this, not only was Lin Wudao surprised, but Tu Qianqiu and Chu Kuangren also had puzzled expressions.

“Why not?”

Chu Kuangren frowned.

Upon hearing this, Saint Qing Ming looked at him with a calm expression.

“Sunset Battlefield only opens once every hundred years. The Dragon Transformation Pool has long become the exclusive land of the Dari Demonic Sect, Xuantian Sect, and the Tianxin Sword Sect. Every time it opens, the three forces will bring their most outstanding disciples here to improve their cultivation and strength with the help of the essence of heaven and earth in the Dragon Transformation Pool. Outsiders can’t get a share at all. Unless you can suppress all the Myth-realm powerhouses of the three great forces, you can only dream about it.”

What? Myth-realm powerhouses?

Hearing these words, Tu Qianqiu and Chu Kuangren shook their heads, instantly giving up on the idea of going to the Dragon Transformation Pool.

They were only at the perfection of the Origin Return realm, which was thousands of miles away from the Myth realm. Even if they were 10000 times more powerful, they still had no hope.

“This is too overbearing…” Tu Qianqiu muttered in a low voice.

“Ha, if your Seven Kills Alliance had the same kind of power as the Dari Demonic Sect, Xuantian Sect, and Tianxin Sword Sect, you could be as overbearing as them. This world has always been unfair. Most of the resources are in the hands of the strongest. Ordinary people can only share the leftovers. Therefore, this has also created the cruel reality that the strong will always be strong and the weak will always be weak,” At this point, Saint Qing Ming sighed with emotion.

His words were filled with longing for the great forces, powerhouses, and the talented, but also with sorrow and helplessness for his weak life.

“Since we’re not fated to enter the Dragon Transformation Pool, we’ll fight for the origin auspicious energy. Don’t tell me there are many people fighting for this thing?” Chu Kuangren suddenly said.

“There won’t be. The origin treasure map in my hand is the only one of its kind. It’s also the key to opening the Origin Great Array. Other than the few of us, no one else should know about it. However, Sunset Battlefield is filled with danger. We still have to be careful,” Saint Qing Ming said in a deep voice.

Upon hearing this, Tu Qianqiu and Chu Kuangren both heaved a sigh of relief.

As long as no one competed with them, it was fine.

With their weak cultivation, if others fought with them, they would probably be killed in an instant on Sunset Battlefield.

“When are we going to enter Sunset Battlefield?”

At this moment, the silent Lin Wudao finally spoke.

“Let’s wait a little longer. We’ll go in after the three great powers have left.”

Boom!

As soon as Saint Qing Ming finished speaking, a majestic figure suddenly blocked the entrance of Sunset Battlefield.

His entire body was exuding a monstrous fiendish energy.

Nan Batian?

Lin Wudao was surprised to see the man.

He did not expect that this fellow would appear before him again.

“I’ve spared your life before, but I’m afraid you won’t be so lucky this time.”

The corners of his mouth lifted into a cold smile.

Nan Batian had no idea about Lin Wudao’s killing intent.

Boom!

After blocking the door, he immediately released his powerful aura of the perfection of the Deva realm. His eyes were filled with killing intent.

“For the next ten days, no one is allowed to enter Sunset Battlefield!” Nan Batian’s domineering voice swept through the surroundings.

What? Wait another ten days?

As soon as these words came out, the crowd suddenly burst into an uproar.

“This is too much!”

“Tsk, Sunset Battlefield doesn’t belong to the Dari Demonic Sect, what right do you have to not let us in?”

“Even if you three forces want to monopolize the Dragon Transformation Pool, you can’t be so unreasonable, can you?”

“This is simply going too far!”

“F*cking Nan Batian, I curse you to die a terrible death!”

…

Earth-shattering curses rang out in the crowd.

Seeing such a scene, Nan Batian didn’t waste any words either, directly raising his hand and sending a punch over.

Boom!

The power of perfection in the Deva realm descended, punching through the crowd with a single punch. The ground was littered with corpses, and blood was splattered everywhere.

“Is there anyone who is still unconvinced?” Nan Batian’s fierce voice spread in all directions.

Upon seeing this, everyone was terrified. Even if their hearts were full of anger and dissatisfaction, they did not dare to show it.

“Hmph, a bunch of weaklings,” Nan Batian cursed.

He didn’t think much of these weaklings at all.

After he said that, he was prepared to call the disciples of the Dari Demonic Sect to enter Sunset Battlefield.

However, just as he turned around, a terrifying big hand wrapped in monstrous power suddenly pressed down fiercely.