"This is the battlefield of gods and demons?"
Tang Hao looked around and was shocked.
This piece of land exuded a heart-palpitating aura. It was as if every inch of the land was immersed in the might of Immortals and gods.
"Is that ... Blood?" he asked.
Tang Hao took a closer look at the ground below. He discovered that there were faint traces of bright red veins in the scorched earth. They looked like blood.
"That's right! On the battlefield of gods and demons, every inch of the ground has been stained with the blood of Immortals and gods, which contains the power of Immortals. Because of this, the ground has become extremely hard, and ordinary tribulation weapons can't even leave a mark on it. "
Daoist Ling Qing said with a nod.
"And the nine-colored crystal Mist!"
Tang Hao looked carefully again. In some places, he even found the iconic nine-colored crystal Mist.