Hell Dao

In the void of the ancient battlefield, a crack suddenly appeared and a green-robed cultivator darted in. He had refined features—it was none other than Patriarch Desolate Martial, Su Zimo!

The surroundings were barren, a desert without any signs of life.

Su Zimo released his spirit consciousness and sensed carefully.

Indeed, the ancient battlefield was different from Tianhuang Mainland.

The ancient battlefield was a world of its own and there were many divine powers that lingered in it, lasting through the ages and possessing immense might!

If Conjoint Body Mighty Figures were to enter, their bodies would not be able to withstand the pressure and be squeezed into a blood mist, dying on the spot!

A gigantic golden scroll hovered in the firmaments of the ancient battlefield—it was the Divine Power Ranking that had once descended upon Enigma Palace and suppressed the primordial races!