Golden-armored Man Underneath the Stone Pillar

A scarlet-robed figure holding a longsword flitted across the air above the battlefield.

Jian Wushuang held a wine pot in hand, drinking from it as he flew.

"It has been over a decade and I haven't seen a single person. How boring." He shook his head.

Though there were a number of experts adventuring on this huge battlefield, the chances of meeting them were very low.

He had not met even a single person in the past dozen of years.

It was natural for him to feel a little upset as he had not cultivated for long and had never been through these many dull days like this.

"Jian Wushuang, you will soon enter uncharted territories. Be careful," Gu King warned.

"Got it." Jian Wushuang nodded and put aside the wine pot. With a shake of his body, the smell of wine completely dissipated.

Half a day later, he reached the uncharted territories.

He slowed down and became even more cautious than before.