Sensing the intense death qi and the scent of blood, Huang Xiaolong slowed down, cautiously flying forward. As he drew nearer, the death qi grew thicker, and the scent of blood became heavier.
"Such strong death qi!" Huang Xiaolong was secretly alarmed.
Only the deaths of hundreds of thousands, or even a million people, could possibly form such intense death qi.
Thus, there was only one possibility, a battlefield lay ahead!
And considering the overwhelming scent of blood, it meant that a battle was currently raging.
Huang Xiaolong's divine sense expanded, and after a dozen minutes, he landed on top of a mountain peak. Looking out, he saw that on the vast plain ahead, indeed, a war was underway.