The dark blood-red sky was filled with black mist.

It was a thick, evil miasma that could not be dispersed, so it was left to intimidatingly float in the air.

The ground was red as if it had been soaked in blood. There was rubble and broken walls everywhere and even rotten corpses, rusted armor, and weapons!

This was Treasure Drop Blood Plain.

When Lin Xun arrived, he felt that it clearly resembled an ancient battlefield!

An evil miasma that had not changed for thousands of years, boundless empty land as far as the eye could see, blood-red mist seemingly rising like vapor, and a boundless, heart-palpitating, somber aura.

Rustle~

In the distance, numerous cultivators could be seen flying in different directions as if they had already decided on their destination.

Lin Xun quickly realized that since Treasure Drop Blood Plain was a famous place that many experts had entered before, disciples from powerful and ancient factions would almost certainly possess information about it.

As such, they would not randomly wander around like flies, but instead head toward places that were worth explorin...