Chapter 1596: The Scheme of the Aliens
The ancient battlefield was a battlefield where the aliens clashed against humanity in the past. Countless humans and aliens had perished here, and some aliens had been imprisoned in the battlefield as slaves. The battlefield itself was turned into a training ground for humanity.
Many of the surviving aliens were still incomparably powerful. After spending years in recovery and giving birth to mutated descendants, they had created their own homes in the battlefield. They had also gathered many of the remains of the battlefield, hoping to one day break the seals imposed upon them by the humans and leave.
The humans had entered the battlefield once again, and the aliens definitely wouldn't sit idle as the humans entered. Even if they couldn't leave the battlefield, they would still hope to kill more humans.
As for the humans, they entered the battlefield with the goal of killing aliens. As such, conflicts between the humans and the aliens in the battlefield were unavoidable. Many Saints who had underestimated the aliens perished one after another. At the same time, aliens also perished in the hands of the humans, one after another.
In the ancient battlefield was a region sealed by a terrifying illusion. Unique buildings could be seen in the region, and the buildings housed numerous aliens of different races. These were the offsprings of the aliens sealed in the battlefield. After all, a long time had passed since the ancient war, and very few aliens could survive that long. Only the unique alien races with long lifespans had remained tenaciously alive. Within a clean, expansive stone house was a group of old aliens gathered in a discussion.
"Everyone, I can sense spatial undulations. The humans have entered yet again. This is probably our final chance to leave this place," said an old alien with a high-pitched voice.
"But this place is surrounded by a powerful seal. If we couldn't tear the seal apart 500 years ago, what makes you think things will be different this time?" asked a different alien.
"That's right. Old fogeys like us with little vitality remaining won't be able to break free at all. The most we can do is kill some human kids to vent our anger," said another alien.
"Don't lose heart. I have been preparing for this for over 10,000 years. Look at this," said the oldest alien as he pointed at a bloody pit behind him.
All the other aliens looked at the pit doubtfully.
"This is the Myriad Blood Seed I created with the Myriad Blood Formation. If we pour in our strongest bloodline and energy, we can create the strongest offspring. At that time, our brethren will be able to tear the seal apart and might even gain a truly undying body. He will possess the many abilities of the various races, and even after returning to our homeland, he will still remain the strongest lord," said the old alien with a fanatical look in his eyes.
All the other aliens appeared shocked. Evidently, they had not expected their companion to be so crazy that he would come up with a plan to create such a unique individual. Sure enough, an odd-looking babyface surfaced from the pit. A body was slowly taking form, but the being in the pit seemed to lack the strength to complete the formation.
"What are you waiting for? Take out half our blood essence. We must complete this in half a year. At that time, all of us who are still alive will be able to leave this hell alive!" said the old alien as he took the lead and dripped his blood essence into the pit. At the same time, he started channeling his energy into the pit as well.
The other aliens did not hesitate and did the same, causing the babyface in the pit to start undergoing terrifying changes.
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A large number of Heaven Battling Realm experts poured into the ancient battlefield and spread out in all directions as they started hunting for aliens or performing other activities related to the aliens. They strove hard to gain contribution points, hoping to leave their names on the Heaven Battling Ranking. Alas, many would perish in the pursuit of this dream. In order to gain something, one naturally needed to sacrifice something. And at times, what one sacrificed was one's life.
Xiang Shaoyun and his group had advanced quite a distance away from their initial location. They had encountered many remnant souls of the beings that had perished during the ancient war. These souls were terrifyingly powerful, and one could even have one's body possessed if one wasn't careful.
In fact, an Overlord Legion member had suffered such a fate, losing his life after having his body possessed. If Xiang Shaoyun hadn't discovered the possession fast enough, perhaps more would have perished. To deal with the souls, Xiang Shaoyun had unleashed Gui Qi upon them. These souls would be the best nourishment for Gui Qi.
With Xiang Shaoyun's powerful senses and Gui Qi acting as the remnant souls' counter, the group avoided many traps and a decent harvest from their exploration. One day, they were ambushed by a different group. The ambushers were humans, and they seemed to be intending to rob Xiang Shaoyun's group of their contribution points.
"You must be tired of living for daring to ambush us," said Liu Qingchen furiously.
"Haha, you guys are quite sharp. However, that won't change anything. All of you will die today. Take out all your gains here, and perhaps I'll consider sparing your lowly lives," said the leader, a chubby guy with a wretched appearance. With a cleaver in hand, he looked incredibly smug.
The chubby guy might have a wretched appearance, but he was an extremely strong combatant. In fact, he was a peak Great Saint. His group was made up of bandits, and they had entered the battlefield not to place on the Heaven Battling Ranking but to rake in more god-grade treasures. This group, in particular, was merely one of the many squads of bandits that had entered the battlefield. The actual bandit leader wasn't even in this group.
"A cook with a kitchen knife dares to rob us?" said Xia Liuhui with derision.
"I guess they must be getting really hungry, to the point they're losing their senses," said Liang Zhuangmin.
"They do look rather impressive," said Min Rourou gently.
"Who cares. Just kill all of them," remarked Wu Zhijun indifferently.
"Looks like you're still unaware of our might. Shou Yu, let them have a taste of your prowess," said the chubby unhappily.
At his command, a slim peak Saint rushed out at a rapid speed. He transformed into a shark and charged into Xiang Shaoyun's group with a sharp aura around him. But before his aura could reach them, Ye Gui of the Four Night Saints charged out at an even faster speed. He instantly landed atop the slim man and heavily pushed the slim man onto the ground.
"I alone am enough against small fries like you," declared Ye Gui coldly.