The temporary camp was already very close to the edge of the battlefield, although it had originally been set up far from the battlefield; no one anticipated that the battlefield would expand so rapidly.
If the battlefield hadn't entered a stable phase now, not likely to expand further, Jiang Fufeng had been considering relocating the camp.
From the camp, Liang Yi led his junior fellow disciples, using the Escape Skill, to see the surrounding vegetation disappear in less than the time it takes to burn an incense stick, replaced by a boundless desert, with yellow sand covering the land and violent winds howling continuously.
"This is Desert North..."
It was Su Youyi's first time in Desert North, and she was fascinated by the vast sandy scenery she had never seen before.
Yue Bai felt slightly uncomfortable; the desert was too arid, even the Spiritual Power in the air carried a dry, desert-like quality which made Yue Bai, accustomed to forest environments, somewhat uneasy. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ noᴠelfire.net
As Jiang Fufeng had said, a great battle had just ended, leaving the entire desert filled with endless deep pits and devastated landscapes.
The ground was blood-red, matched by the blood-colored clouds in the sky, bringing an overwhelming visual impact and a sense of oppression. Large contingents of the Demon Clan and Zen cultivators were retreating, while the armored soldiers of Xuanzhou Immortal Dynasty were somberly gathering their fallen comrades' bodies, also reinforcing the Arrays surrounding the battlefield.
The Abyss fought recklessly on this land, without any concern for destroying everything, but the Mystical Mechanism powers had these concerns.
The aftermath and destruction caused by the clash of the two armies were unimaginable, and without the Arrays to consolidate and repair the area, it would turn into a dead land after a few battles, requiring tens of thousands of years to recover its vitality.
Therefore, after every battle, the Buddhist Sect and Xuanzhou Immortal Dynasty would dispatch Array Masters to reinforce the battlefield's Arrays.
Now, more players were entering the battlefield excitedly...
Although the probability of obtaining drops from slain enemies might be greatly reduced due to the lack of death penalties, making the gains incomparable to those obtained outside the battlefield,
The massive scale of the war and the large base of slain Abyss Cultivators still made it worthwhile.
The players now acted like scavengers; entering the battlefield meant collecting scraps, and occasionally, blessed by fortune, they would find truly valuable items.
Naturally, the forces of Xuanzhou Immortal Dynasty would not help gather the bodies of the Abyss Cultivators, and the Abyss, being a survival-of-the-fittest place, had no sentimentality towards the dead, leaving the corpses to decay in the wilderness.
Now, the players automatically acted as battlefield cleanup crews after each war, ensuring that no treasures were overlooked.
"Let me check the map..."
Liang Yi pulled up the complete map of the battlefield from his mind, as Jiang Fufeng had reminded them before leaving that skirmishes were still ongoing in some Secret Realms.
The merciless Abyss Army wouldn't choose to support these people, whereas the forces of Mystical Mechanism would not miss this opportunity to wear down the enemy.
Liang Yi was planning to enter a yet-to-be-finished Secret Realm as backup, deciding to assess the situation as it unfolded.
"Um...should be this way?"
After searching the map and determining his direction, Liang Yi had a clear understanding of their current location.
His map was not just for showing directions; otherwise, players' maps would be more familiar than those of the military.
His map recorded the locations of various large and small Secret Realms and could also receive signals sent by cultivators in the Secret Realms to Xuanzhou Immortal Dynasty.
Currently, the Secret Realms glowing with Spirit Light on the map totaled more than ten, and Liang Yi and Su Youyi were heading to the nearest one.
The conflicts within the Secret Realms were small-scale encounters between high-level cultivators, which if conducted in the outside world would indiscriminately harm both sides.
Therefore, whether Abyss Cultivators or Mystical Mechanism cultivators, they would tacitly move to nearby Secret Realms before fighting.
Once inside the Secret Realm, however, Abyss Cultivators often fought desperately, adopting a strategy of mutual destruction.
These cultivators understood the Abyss Army too well; these beings were emotionless monsters, expecting their support was less probable than making the Abyss surrender.
Thus, once they entered these Secret Realms, they would either quickly defeat their opponents and return to the battlefield or be dragged on until the Mystical Mechanism forces arrived and they died on the spot.
Sand stretched endlessly, the sky indistinguishable from the ground, save for the desert, all showing traces of war.
"Thank goodness this area is rarely visited; otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable."
Su Youyi looked at the ravaged land and expressed some relief.
"There should be some tribes living in Desert North, but it seems they have already retreated with the Zen sect."
The desert appeared empty, but in reality, the Desert North region was home to not a few people, mostly in the form of tribes. Liang Yi guessed where these tribes had gone when he saw no traces of them within a thousand miles.
"By the way, brother, where has the Zen sect gone now?"
Suddenly remembering something, Yue Bai curiously asked Liang Yi.
After Desert North was invaded by the Abyss, the Zen sect had no choice but to abandon their Mountain Gate, taking all the sect's disciples and swiftly notifying other forces and tribes in the region of Desert North.