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Han Yan indeed came out from the center of Limitless. He cupped his fists towards Xiao Yao Zi and said, "Master, this disciple has come late."

After Xiao Yao Zi became surprised, he took a deep breath and said: "Not bad, not bad. You used nine hundred eighty-five years to come out of the infinitesimal space, it was much faster than I imagined." After speaking to here, he took a glance at the air whirl in the sky that was about to close, and said urgently: "Ancestor once said, if you were to come out of the infinitesimal space within a thousand years, you can catch up to the opening of the battlefield. He didn't instruct from the tone that he wanted Han Yan to definitely enter the battlefield, but rather had an attitude of discussion.

Han Yan frowned, without thinking, he said: "Master, disciple is willing to enter the battlefield." After entering the battlefield, obtaining a treasure or not was not important. What was important was that this was a rare opportunity to hone his skills. If they missed it this time, they would have to wait another thousand years for the next entry.

Xiao Yao Zi nodded, and continued: "Only a strand of my primordial spirit can enter the battlefield, I must stay outside …" With that, he briefly explained the method to enter the battlefield.

After Han Yan heard up to here, his eyebrows tightened, but he did not say anything, he cupped his fists and said, "Disciple understands."

Seeing that Han Yan had agreed, Xiao Yao Zi smiled slightly, and said: "I have a piece of jade slip about the battlefield, take it and take a look …" As he said that, he was about to slap the storage bag on his waist.

"It's too late." Han Yan's eyes flashed, he heard the sound of thunder beneath his feet, and a Immortal Soul flew out from his dantian. Finally, at the moment when the vortex was about to close, he entered it.

Xiao Yao Zi stopped what he was doing, gazed in the direction Han Yan had left in, and said to himself in shock: "This kid is indeed impressive, his judgement is extremely strong, truly unprecedented." He understood in his heart that if Han Yan had really accepted the jade slip that he took out just now, she would not have been able to enter the battlefield.

The reason why Xiao Yao Zi did this, was because he wanted to see if Han Yan's judgement ability was enough to satisfy him.

Of course, Xiao Yao Zi had an even greater goal, because in all aspects, Han Yan's abilities were the strongest amongst the direct disciples. If Han Yan could obtain the final victory in the battlefield, he was prepared to pass on his legacy to Han Yan. Xiao Yao Zi was certain that with Han Yan's personality, if he was led by the Wuji Sect, he would definitely become even more powerful, to the point where he would one day surpass the four major organizations.

The moment Han Yan entered the passage, he felt a huge energy envelop his body, sucking in his body, and continued to fly forward. The feeling was exactly the same as when he had first entered the teleport array. The only difference was that the suction force was even stronger than the teleport array.

Before long, he saw a bunch of dazzling white light shooting straight towards him. Before Han Yan even had the chance to close his eyes, the suction force on his body suddenly scattered, and he arrived in a strange world. This place was the same as the infinitesimal space, also a separate space. It was just that the feeling was very different here, there were mountains everywhere, and there were very few plains or grasslands.

Han Yan's mind moved, quickly spreading around, but the result shocked him. It was obvious that there was a forbidden technique for divine sense here. The spread of the divine sense was less than five kilometers and the situation five kilometers away could only be vaguely felt. Within a five kilometer radius, there were mountains everywhere. There were many Archaeopterygium s growing on these mountains, and each of them were as thick as an adult's body.

What surprised Han Yan the most was not these, but the Demonic Beast that could not be seen on the mountain range, and even some small animals could not be found. Han Yan thought about it in a flash and understood that if there were Demonic Beast here, it would definitely affect the outcome of the battle. Just think about it, if a powerful Demonic Beast suddenly appeared, and two cultivators were fighting each other, if the Demonic Beast were to kill one of them, wouldn't that just be helping the other cultivator? If there were no Demonic Beast here, victory or defeat would be determined. Everything depended on strength, so of course there would be a certain amount of luck.

Han Yan thought about it, then patted the storage bag on his waist and took it out, and then formed a few hand seals. The Deicide Sword flashed with a light and emitted a buzzing sound before floating above Han Yan's head. Han Yan's eyes flickered, vigilantly looked at his surroundings, and walked forward step by step. Enemies could appear at any time. If one was not careful, it was possible to die at the hands of the enemies. Although Xiao Yao Zi did not say the rules of the battlefield, Han Yan could still think of a rough idea.

The battlefield was the place where the battle took place. If a wisp of the primordial spirit was placed in the battlefield, it could display its full strength in this space. Once it was defeated, it would not be a true death. After dying, at most, he would only lose a strand of his primordial spirit, which wouldn't affect his original body much. Han Yan believed that Xiao Yao Zi would not do such a thing. After death, he should have sent his Primordial Spirit out of the Battlefield of Death.

As for the rules of the battlefield, that was even simpler. He would either kill someone else, or be killed by someone else.

Before entering the battlefield, Han Yan had seen the cultivators sitting cross-legged on the ground. These people were all in the same camp, and were unable to form an alliance with the Impressionless Pavilion, while the Heaven's less pavilion had an alliance with the Wuji Pavilion. As a result, the rules of the battlefield became even simpler. First, kill the cultivators outside the Alliance, then kill each other, and finally, the remaining survivors would be the winners of the battle.

Thinking about it till here, Han Yan hid his presence and walked forward vigilantly, but after walking for a long time, he still did not see a single person. Han Yan could not help but frown. Could it be that he came in too late and was teleported to another space, or was it because he did not enter with the rest?

If it was the former, then one could only blame their bad luck. If it was the latter, then it would be extremely lucky.

By not encountering cultivators, he could reduce the number of killings and conserve his strength. The opponent, on the other hand, continued to fight, exhausting his or her combat strength. When both sides were exhausted, it would be difficult to not win. The moment this thought appeared, Han Yan immediately felt at ease. Sensing that the surrounding spirit energy was extremely dense, he opened up a cave on the spot.

Entering the cave, Han Yan sat cross legged on the floor, and was about to enter the cultivation world. Suddenly, a light flashed on Han Yan's body, the Xiao Hui suddenly appeared and asked: "Boss, this is a good chance to fight, why don't you go out and find a few people to kill to increase your battle experience?"

Han Yan had his own thoughts, hearing the Xiao Hui mention, he said: "This time there are over ten thousand cultivators who entered the battlefield, no matter how high your cultivation is, if you were surrounded and killed by a few hundred people, it would be extremely difficult to escape. Furthermore, we have yet to fully understand the situation here. If we go and look for someone else, it will be very dangerous, so we might as well wait here! "

The Xiao Hui did not agree with this idea, and said: "How long do we have to wait?"

Han Yan slightly smiled, gave the Xiao Hui a gaze that said: "Don't worry, if we are really within the battlefield, waiting will only bring us benefits, and there will not be a place to return it. After the cultivators entered the battlefield, they either went to search for disciples of their pavilion or spread out to find hiding places. If a lone cultivator were to come here, wouldn't it be fine if we just grab one of them and ask them clearly? "

Hearing that, the Xiao Hui felt that what Han Yan said was reasonable, it wanted to nod his head, but suddenly thought of something, and said: "Boss, when you entered earlier, you brought in a strand of my origin soul, aren't you afraid that the old man would discover it?"

Han Yan smiled mysteriously and said with certainty, "At that time, Master did not lock his divine sense onto me. He would never have thought that there was a contracted Demonic Beast in my body."

The Xiao Hui was relieved and nodded: "Then I will cultivate in peace. If you have any problems, remember to call me." As he said that, he sat down cross-legged to the side and started cultivating.

Time flew by and in the blink of an eye, half a month had passed.

During this half month, everything was calm and peaceful. Not to mention cultivators, not even a single mosquito could be seen. This caused Han Yan to be gloomy, and he couldn't help but think that he came to the wrong place, and was not in the battlefield. Thinking about it, Han Yan decided to go out and investigate. But just as he was about to remove the formation outside the cave, a ray of light suddenly flew over, and in the blink of an eye, he had arrived at the mountain range he was at.

The one who flew over was a woman wearing a purple long dress. She was obviously a disciple of Wuji Pavilion. Looking back at her appearance, she was exceptionally beautiful. However, her eyes were filled with worry. This woman was no stranger to Han Yan. She was the one who came out to stop him when he had just entered the Wuji Pavilion.0

Ziwei's cultivation was still at the middle stage of the Spirit Severing stage, but her aura was much thicker than it was a thousand years ago. She was on the verge of breaking through. Her speed was extremely fast, and her clothes fluttered in the wind like a fairy. In just three short breaths, the purple net landed on a mountain not far from Han Yan.

Just as Purple Wei was about to set up an array formation and hide her figure, a few rays of light shot out. Before she even arrived, she heard a disdainful voice quickly sound out. "Ziwei, I want to see where you can run to."

Five cultivators arrived in front of Ziwei. All five of them were middle-aged and looked to be in their forties. Four of them wore red Daoist robes, while the other one wore blue. The cultivation levels of the five were all in mid spirit transformation stage. Although their cultivation wasn't high, in five against one, there was no possibility of Zi Wei winning.

The person who spoke just now had a robust physique and a sturdy build. He held a seven foot long saber in his hand. The blade was completely black, and when the sunlight shone on it, it emitted a cold light. He glanced at Zi Wei who was thirty meters away, and the disdain in his eyes became denser as he coldly snorted: "Zi Wei, I don't want to kill you, but rather kill myself!"

Purple Wei let out a sigh. She had run all the way, thinking that she could escape, but who would have thought that she would still be caught up by everyone. In a one on one battle, she might still have a chance to win, but against five experts at once, she had no hope at all. Just as she was about to kill herself, a Young man suddenly appeared in her mind, her eyes filled with guilt.

Just now, Zi Wei wasn't thinking about her love for Wei Ming the most, but Han Yan instead. This did not mean that she had forgotten about Wei Ming and fallen in love with him. If Han Yan was here at this time, then the situation wouldn't be like this, where the Wuji Pavilion disciples were like a pile of loose sand and wouldn't listen to Xiahou Tian's commands. If Han Yan was here, let alone five mid spirit transformation stage disciples, even if ten were to come, Han Yan would be able to easily kill him.

Thinking up to here, Zi Wei laughed bitterly. Han Yan was still in the infinitesimal space, how could he possibly come.

Just as these thoughts echoed in Zi Wei's mind, one of the five people in front of her suddenly walked out. That person's body was thin and frail, with shifty eyes and a pair of small eyes that were rolling around, as if he was thinking about something. After a while, the person said to Zhang Qiu: "Senior Brother Zhang, if we just kick her out of the battlefield like that, wouldn't it be too easy for her? Why don't we …"

Zhang Qiu's mind was not too good, he did not understand the meaning behind his words, and immediately said: Guo Fei, if you have anything to say, just say it, don't waste time, after we kill her, you still need to go back and complete a mission!

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