Desolate Devouring Art

Chapter 274 - Dragon Battlefield

Fan Zhen caressed the Sky Tyrant Eagle, signaling it not to show any hostility.

The Sky Tyrant Eagle lowered its head and swept its gaze through the eighteen students. When it saw Liu Wuxie, it showed a hint of fear in its eyes. This was weird because the Sky Tyrant Eagle showed no reaction when it saw Mo Chong but trembled at the sight of Liu Wuxie.

Shaking its head, the Sky Tyrant Eagle restored its prideful demeanor.

“Everyone, get on!”

The Sky Tyrant Eagle lowered its body, making it convenient for everyone to climb on it.

Luo Zhaojun was the first to ascend the Sky Tyrant Eagle, taking a seat at the front, near the neck. Mo Chong, along with the other students, followed suit. As they sat on the Sky Tyrant Eagle’s back, they ran their hands through its feathers, which felt as soft as sinking into a pile of cotton. They were completely enveloped in the soft, fluffy feathers.

The hard ridges on either side of the eagle’s back, resembling two hills, provided perfect protection for them in the middle, preventing them from being swept away by the wind.

When the Sky Tyrant Eagle soared at high speeds, the powerful airflow could easily shred the bodies of True Core Realm cultivators like sharp blades. Ordinary cultivators in the Marrow Cleansing Realm couldn’t withstand it, unlike demonic beasts who could resist the powerful airflow with their bodies.

Fan Zhen was the last to mount the Sky Tyrant Eagle’s back. With Luo Zhaojun at the front and Fan Zhen at the rear, they safeguarded the eighteen students nestled between them.

“The front has a better view. Let’s go over to the front!” Mo Chong was excited and headed to the front, sitting behind Luo Zhaojun.

Everyone else quickly followed suit, eager to enjoy the view from the front. Interestingly, Liu Wuxie chose to move to the back instead of joining the others at the front, opting to sit in front of Fan Zhen.

“Senior Brother Liu, why aren’t you going to the front?” one of the three female students asked curiously.

“I suggest you all sit at the back,” Liu Wuxie said. He closed his eyes and isolated himself from the outside world after he was done, and he couldn’t be bothered to explain the reason.

“Junior Sister Xing, don’t listen to him. Come over here quickly! The view is fantastic from here!” Bai Fan beckoned, inviting the three female students to sit at the front. Having their company would certainly make the journey less monotonous.

After all, the journey would take ten days, meaning they would spend the next ten days on the Sky Tyrant Eagle. It would be too lonely to sit at the back alone.

The student named Xing Lian glanced at Liu Wuxie before walking to the front. Two male students stood up and made room for Xing Lan to sit between them.

“Senior Sister Qin, let’s sit at the back!” The other two women didn’t move and chose to sit behind, roughly a meter away from Liu Wuxie.

Senior Sister Qin nodded as the two sat down.

After everyone settled down, Fan Zhen glanced at Liu Wuxie and nodded in satisfaction with a hint of praise in his eyes.

“This is everyone’s first time riding an aerial demonic beast. You might feel nauseous at the beginning, and these bags are for when you need to throw up.” Fan Zhen distributed eighteen bags among the students.

Some students threw them into their interspatial pouch. They were geniuses and could even handle low-altitude flights with no issues. How could they possibly feel nauseous and throw up?

Fan Zhen didn’t bother with them and blew the whistle once everyone had settled down.

Upon receiving the command, the Sky Tyrant Eagle spread its wings wide, a sight that thrilled the students at the front. After all, even cultivators at the True Core Realm were incapable of flight.

Even Liu Wuxie could only levitate a few dozen meters off the ground at best. The Sky Tyrant Eagle would be tens of thousands of meters off the ground, a different experience from low-altitude flights.

Gently flapping its wings, the Sky Tyrant Eagle slowly ascended to the sky.

Mo Chong and everyone felt the urge to roar excitedly as they watched the terrain shrink. But their excitement was cut short when the Sky Tyrant Eagle suddenly flew with tremendous speed.

Whenever the Sky Tyrant Eagle flapped its wings, a powerful gust would explode as the speed increased.

Luo Zhaojun put on the prepared headgear, but Mo Chong and everyone else weren’t so lucky. The wind was like knives, slicing their faces and bodies.

Just opening their mouths posed a great difficulty, not to mention speaking. The wind would rush into their mouths whenever they tried to talk, almost choking them.

Their laughter disappeared as no one dared to move when the Sky Tyrant Eagle flew. This was because the wind would blow them away if they stood up.

They had no choice but to wait for the Sky Tyrant Eagle to cease its flight before they could rise.

The two women turned to look at Liu Wuxie, shocked.

“Junior Brother Liu, thank you for your warning,” Senior Sister Qin said. The wind had little effect on them as they were seated at the back, shielded by the two ridges, and they could even converse.

Liu Wuxie merely nodded his head and carried on cultivating. He didn’t even open his eyes.

“Senior Sister Qin, how did Junior Brother Liu know where to sit?” the woman beside her asked. Could it be that Liu Wuxie had previously ridden an aerial demonic beast?

The elder of the two women was Qin Lei, and the younger was Li Nanxiang. They hailed from the Qin and Li Clans, respectively, two of the five major clans.

Junior Brother Liu is shrouded in many mysteries, and I find it hard to articulate,” Qin Lei confessed with a wry smile. “Perhaps he possesses greater wisdom and experience than us!”

Being part of the younger generation, their curiosity was only natural. It wasn’t strange for Mo Chong and the others to sit in the front, but Liu Wuxie’s behavior belied his age.

As the Sky Tyrant Eagle soared past numerous large cities, the wind intensified.

Mo Chong and the others at the front bore the brunt of the wind, their faces stained with blood, a stark reminder of the harshness of the elements.

They could not be bothered by it as they were men, but it felt like dying for Xing Lian. She regretted that she didn’t heed Liu Wuxie’s advice with bloodstains on her delicate face, which looked terrifying.

A day later, Fan Zhen signaled the Sky Tyrant Eagle to rest as everyone was exhausted and needed supplies.

Mo Chong and the others were stiff when they descended into an uninhabited mountain range. It took them fifteen minutes to recover before getting off the Sky Tyrant Eagle.

The moment they got off the Sky Tyrant Eagle, they began throwing up, and everyone had over a hundred cuts on their faces.

It wasn’t severe for Mo Chong, who had the strong physique of a True Core Realm cultivator. However, the other students weren’t fortunate, as they were still in the Marrow Cleansing Realm.

“My face!” Xing Lian screamed when she looked at her reflection in her bronze mirror. She couldn’t believe it was her reflection because her hair was messy, and she looked like a ghost from hell.

“Wuxie, how are you?” Fan Zhen came over and asked with concern.

“I’m fine!” Liu Wuxie sat in a corner and continued cultivating, not wanting to waste his time. He aimed to reach the True Core Realm before the Battle of the Hundred Nations. His divine bridge would become broader and stronger as he cultivated.

“No wonder Junior Brother Liu is so powerful. He’s a maniac when it comes to cultivating!” Li Nanxiang said with admiration on her face because Liu Wuxie never stopped cultivating for a moment throughout the journey.

Following a two-hour respite, everyone ascended the Sky Tyrant Eagle. This time, having learned their lesson, all chose to sit at the back. However, no one dared to take Liu Wuxi’s spot.

The next few days were relatively peaceful. After an entire day of flight, they rested for two hours. In the blink of an eye, a vast plain appeared before them after traversing billions of miles.

Everyone could also see similar aerial demonic beasts approaching.

“Everyone, we’re preparing to descend.” Fan Zhen said, and everyone opened their eyes with excitement.

The Battle of the Hundred Nations was held once every decade, and sects would recruit those with outstanding performance to join the cultivation world.

If anyone managed to enter the cultivation world, it would be an honor to their clan. They could even recommend members of their clans to join the cultivation world.

Only Liu Wuxie showed no emotions on his face, as though nothing could affect him.

The Sky Tyrant Eagle descended and landed on the plain. When they landed fifteen minutes later, a desolate aura engulfed everyone.

The desolate aura here was heavier than the Great Yan Dynasty, making their breathing somewhat hurried. All twenty people descended and stood by the side to sense the environment.

“Do you all know what this place is called?” Fan Zhen would explain each time he brought students here; this time wasn’t an exception.

Everyone shook their heads, including Liu Wuxie. Mu Yueying didn’t know much about the Battle of the Hundred Nations and had only shared information about the cultivation world with him.

“This is called the Dragon Battlefield!” Fan Zhen said with a grave expression as if he was showing reverence for this place.

“Dragon Battlefield?”

“This name is weird!” This was the first time everyone heard of this name because this place was far from the Great Yan Dynasty. They had to traverse multiple nations to arrive here.

“Do you all know why this place is called Dragon Battlefield?”

The Sky Tyrant Eagle spread its wings and took off to forage for food in the adjacent mountain range. It was set to return after the conclusion of the Battle of the Hundred Nations to pick everyone up.

“Headmaster, stop keeping us in suspense!” Bai Fan was a little impatient, urging the headmaster to hurry up with his explanation.

Liu Wuxie wasn’t too interested because he had already sensed a familiar aura when they arrived.

“The reason is that dragons once battled here. Their blood and bones remain interred in this battlefield, which is how this place earned its name.”

In summary, this place was irrigated with dragon’s blood, their bones nourishing the surrounding mountains and forests, and their tendons shaping the earth.

“Are there dragons in this world?” Everyone showed longing on their faces. After all, dragons were only recorded in legends, and no one had seen them before.

“You will all discover in due time. It’s not just dragons, but also other races unknown to you. The True Martial Continent is far more expansive than you can fathom, and humans are merely one among countless races.” Fan Zhen would not have divulged this information had they not arrived here.

But that was something they had to know since they were here.

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