Ryu soared through the skies and appeared over the battlefield in just a few seconds.
With a sweep of his Spiritual Sense, he found much of what he expected. The ground had been dyed red and the number of corpses outnumbered the trees. It was a devastating sort of sight that carried none of the beauty the forest once had.
However, there was an odd aura in the air.
'Oh?'
Ryu's brows raised.
The blood of cultivators was quite valuable. When this much of it was spilt, it was quite likely that this region would become quite amazing in the future, at least in terms of the kind of Spiritual Herbs that grew here. The bodies and blood of cultivators were simply excellent fertilizers.