A physical cultivator, a magical cultivator, and a ghost cultivator, hiding in the dark, ambushed Old Tang, but were instead killed by him. Pang Zhen quickly sorted out his thoughts in a very short time.
From the aftermath of the battle nearby, it was clear that the three men who were killed were all Divine Sea Realm cultivators. As for how many layers of the Divine Sea they had reached, that was unknown.
To fight against three and kill all of them in such a short time, it was evident that his guess over the years was true. The cultivation level of this old man in front of him was far from what it appeared to be.
After all, he was one of the three heroes of the Nine Provinces back then!
"Did they come for you, Old Sir?" Pang Zhen broke the silence.
Old Tang slowly shook his head: "They came for that boy."
At first, he also thought these three people were after him, but during the fight, he discovered that their target was actually Lu Ye! The deepest-hidden female ghost cultivator's first target was Lu Ye, nearly killing him. The wound on Old Tang's waist was from blocking a blade for Lu Ye.
In the end, when Old Tang sent Lu Ye away, the magical cultivator shouted that the mission had failed, which undoubtedly explained everything.
"Really?" Pang Zhen frowned. "Where is that boy?"
He didn't see the young man named Lu Ye.
"He was sent into the Spirit Creek Battlefield."
Only then did Pang Zhen notice the crystal pillar in the ruins, somewhat surprised: "The Heavenly Opportunity Pillar? This place is... the site of the White Dragon Academy, which was wiped out a hundred years ago?"
To enter the Spirit Creek Battlefield, one must use the Heavenly Opportunity Pillar, which is a gift from heaven, usually standing within various large and small sects.
Of course, there are also many Heavenly Opportunity Pillars scattered in the wilderness. If you trace back in time, you will find that each unowned Heavenly Opportunity Pillar represents the destruction of a sect.
The Heavenly Opportunity Pillar is extremely sturdy, blessed by heaven, and is very difficult to destroy. Even if a sect is destroyed, the Heavenly Opportunity Pillar will remain for many years. If someone wants to re-establish a sect here, they only need to respectfully invite the Heavenly Opportunity, and the pillar will belong to them, allowing them to use it.
However, after the White Dragon Academy was destroyed a hundred years ago, no sect re-established itself here, and the place has remained desolate.
Pang Zhen, being from Bingzhou and the deputy head of the Righteous Qi Sect, as well as the deputy leader of the Vast Heaven Alliance, quickly figured out which sect this Heavenly Opportunity Pillar belonged to.
"This is troublesome." He frowned.
The Heavenly Opportunity Pillar can indeed send people into the Spirit Creek Battlefield, but if a cultivator does not enter the battlefield through their own sect's Heavenly Opportunity Pillar, there is only one result.
They will be randomly sent to a location in the battlefield.
The Spirit Creek Battlefield is vast, roughly the size of a state. No one knows where that boy, Lu Ye, is now. Even if Pang Zhen sent hundreds of Spirit Creek Realm cultivators into the battlefield to search, they might not find him.
Moreover, that boy has only opened one aperture...
Entering the Spirit Creek Battlefield with such a low cultivation level is almost certain death. Major sects send disciples into the Spirit Creek Battlefield with a minimum requirement of the first layer of the Spirit Creek Realm.
"Old Tang..." Pang Zhen called out.
Old Tang turned to look at him, his brows lowered: "My Blood Jade Sect has retreated for thirty years, and those people still won't let it go, they are being too overbearing!"
Pang Zhen sighed inwardly, also feeling very angry. Today's incident seemed to be just an ambush on Old Tang's return journey, but it actually involved a lot more. Not to mention, three Divine Sea Realm cultivators were killed! These three Divine Sea Realm cultivators couldn't have appeared out of nowhere; who was behind them? It might cause a major upheaval in the Bingzhou cultivation world.
He could clearly feel Old Tang's suppressed anger, like a volcano about to erupt. This state of Old Tang was something he had never seen before.
"I didn't say I had to take that child into the sect. I originally planned to send him to another sect for cultivation." Old Tang sneered: "But even this short time, they couldn't wait."
He looked at Pang Zhen, with endless anger burning in his eyes: "I want to know who all extended their claws!"
Pang Zhen understood and nodded: "I will definitely give you an answer, Old Sir."
Old Tang left the flying dragon ship and was ambushed shortly after. How did the ambushers know Old Tang's whereabouts? And how could they arrange the ambush location so precisely? There was clearly some unknown dirty work involved.
"Lu Ye that boy..." Pang Zhen hesitated for a moment and said: "Do you need me to send some people into the Spirit Creek Battlefield?"
Old Tang shook his head sadly: "No need."
In that situation, leaving Lu Ye behind would have been certain death. Old Tang couldn't fight while carrying him.
Reluctantly, Old Tang had to send him into the Spirit Creek Battlefield. But what are the chances of a newly cultivated cultivator surviving in such a place? Moreover, he didn't enter the battlefield through his own sect's Heavenly Opportunity Pillar. Who knows where he would appear? If he appeared on the territory of a sect in the Ten Thousand Demon Ridge, he might already be chopped into pieces.
Even if he survived by chance, it would be difficult for him to move in the Spirit Creek Battlefield.
Old Tang now only hopes that Lu Ye's luck is good enough to appear in an uninhabited area, giving him a glimmer of hope.
Of course, he will search for him, but not through others. This matter should not be publicized; otherwise, if those with ulterior motives know that a Blood Jade Sect disciple has entered the Spirit Creek Battlefield, it will only add trouble for Lu Ye, turning a live situation into a dead one.
It was with this consideration that Old Tang instructed Lu Ye at the last moment to never reveal his identity!
...
On a large tree that several people could barely encircle, Lu Ye sat astride a branch, his face filled with lingering fear.
Dozens of large, ferocious wolves gathered below, each as big as a calf, baring their teeth at Lu Ye above.
He didn't know why he was in this place or where the sect leader had gone.
Previously, he followed the sect leader's instructions, placing his hand on the crystal pillar, and the world became blurry. When the surroundings became clear again, he found himself in this forest.
Not far away, a wolf appeared, and it pounced at him. Lu Ye quickly drew his sword and struggled to kill it, but more wolves gathered.
With no choice, Lu Ye had to flee and eventually climbed this tree.
Sitting on the branch, he looked around, seeing nothing but large trees that several people could barely encircle, their massive canopies blocking the sky, with only a few rays of sunlight filtering through the leaves.
Where am I? Where is the sect leader? What about the three people who were chasing the sect leader? Why am I in this place?
Lu Ye's mind was filled with questions.
Looking down at the gathered wolves, it seemed they wouldn't leave anytime soon. Lu Ye was also at a loss. The most pressing matter was to figure out his situation, at least to know where he was.
He tried to recall his conversation with the sect leader and quickly grasped a key word.
"Spirit Creek Battlefield?"
The sect leader had asked him if he had heard of the Spirit Creek Battlefield. In such a critical moment, the sect leader wouldn't ask him an irrelevant question.
Then the sect leader took out a large seal and respectfully invited the Heavenly Opportunity to witness, making him an official disciple of the Blood Jade Sect, and stamped his hand.
Thinking of this, Lu Ye quickly checked his hand, but found nothing. After a moment's thought, he channeled spiritual energy into his hand.
The next moment, something miraculous happened.
A blue spiritual pattern suddenly appeared on his hand, wriggling and changing, quickly forming several large characters.