Chapter 307: The Battlefield of Death

The Battlefield of Death is located at the far western edge of the Source of Darkness, the most dangerous place within it. It is a ruined area left over from the ancient wars between gods and demons. Surrounded by oppressive dark energy and gloom, it is the darkest place on the entire continent and in the Source of Darkness. Hundreds of thousands of undead cry here!
It can be said that the Battlefield of Death is absolutely a forbidden zone in the Source of Darkness. No one wants to venture inside. There are countless powerful magical beasts, and even a high-tier divine warrior might lose his life there. Over the past tens of thousands of years, countless strong individuals have perished there out of curiosity or exploration, earning it its notorious reputation as a deadly place.
At that moment, on the path leading to the Battlefield of Death, two figures were slowly moving forward—a man and a woman. The road was narrow and rugged, and apart from these two figures, no one else could be seen. For hundreds of miles around, only these two continued to advance.
“How many more days until we reach the Battlefield of Death?” Suddenly, the man turned to ask the woman.
“Three more days. If we keep going for three days, we should reach it!” Hearing the man’s question, the woman smiled slightly before answering slowly.
“Three days?” Frowning at the reply, the man looked into the distance. The surroundings were nothing but wilderness—a truly barren land. No wonder no one wanted to come here. Not only was it dangerous, but even from a distance of a thousand miles, one could clearly sense the intense gloom, which was chilling. It seemed that only the powerful families dared to come here, as nothing else could attract people except for the magical beast cores, which were the only things that could lure others here.
“Mm, at our current pace, three days should be enough!” Nodding, the girl spoke slowly, tilting her head to look at the man beside her. Her sharply defined face showed a hint of worry. As she watched him, she seemed to think of something, and her face turned slightly red.
“Brother Rod, do you think we’ll be able to find the Nether Flower this time?” She quickly turned away to hide her expression and took a deep breath before asking.
These two were Rod and Lucy. Ten days ago, they set out from Ice City. After some research, they chose a shortcut—directly crossing the Tedris Mountains and the Battlefield of Death. At their pace, the journey from Ice City to the Battlefield of Death should take only about fifteen days. It seemed they were even faster than expected.

“Hopefully. Anyway, we must find it!” Rod said in a low voice, his brows tightly furrowed.
To be honest, he had no real idea about this search. Over the decades, the Netherworld must have deployed numerous forces to look for the Soulflower, but they always returned empty-handed. Could he and Lucy really find the Soulflower they needed this time? Rod wasn’t sure.
Thinking of the possible outcomes, both of them fell silent. There was nothing to say for a while!
They moved quickly along the narrow and rugged mountain path. As they got closer to the Battlefield of Death, the oppressive aura grew stronger, sending chills down their spines.
Millions of lives had been lost here, and the aura was indeed so intense it made men feel suffocated. It was hard to imagine what the battlefield would be like once they arrived.
Looking back at Lucy, Rod’s eyes showed a hint of concern. Could she handle it?
Three days later, Rod and Lucy stood in front of a massive ruin that stretched as far as the eye could see. This vast ruin was the site of the ancient battles between gods and demons.
The sky above was covered in a thin layer of blue mist, with cold winds howling across every inch of land. The ground was full of craters and debris, and faint traces of gunpowder lingered in the air. Even after hundreds of thousands of years, it was impossible to conceal the horrors of that brutal war.
Upon closer inspection, corroded weapons scattered everywhere, covered in rust. Taking a deep breath, they were greeted by a strong smell of blood—millions of lives had turned this land into a hell of blood.
The cold wind was unlike any other cold—it was a deep, soul-chilling cold that made Rod and Lucy instinctively pull up their collars.
“We’re here!” Rod exhaled, speaking in a low voice.
“Mm, we’re here. Now…” It was also her first time at the Battlefield of Death, and Lucy was a bit nervous. It was said that there were countless powerful magical beasts here! Even the weakest ones were at the late quasi-god level, while many were at the god level. Some powerful beings had even reached the Yin Yellow realm. The deeper areas were even more dangerous.
Even the four great families and the demon race only came here once a year to collect the cores of magical beasts, and they only operated in the outer areas, never daring to go deeper. The dangers inside were beyond even their reach.

“Take a break and wait before we move forward!” After looking around at the desolate scene, Rod pondered for a moment before saying that there was no rush. They were already at the outskirts of the Death Battlefield and needed to adjust their state before entering. The dangers inside could not be ignored—even Rod had to be cautious.

The Nether Flower had to grow in extremely dark places, so it was likely to be found in the very core of this battlefield. This meant Rod and his companions had to venture deep inside.

The two stayed outside the Death Battlefield for half a day to adjust, ate something, and then set off again toward the interior. They slowed down significantly, moving forward carefully step by step. Rod held the Xuanyuan Sacred Sword tightly in his hand, while the combat energy within him began to flow slowly, ready to act at any moment.

Lucy, on her part, also gripped her magic staff tightly, constantly gathering magical elements around her as a precaution.

The moment they stepped into the Death Battlefield, they immediately felt a wave of dark energy rushing toward them. The two quickly summoned energy to resist it. Lucy even cast two defensive magic spells to protect them, which helped a bit. Otherwise, if the dark energy invaded their bodies, the consequences would be disastrous.

Roars of wild beasts could be heard around them—some mournful, some eerie—creating an extremely gloomy atmosphere.

“Be careful!” Suddenly, Rod shouted at Lucy. He then stepped forward horizontally to shield her. A black shadow flashed by so quickly that its speed was impossible to discern!

It was a magical beast. Right at the entrance of the Death Battlefield, the two encountered their first one! With narrowed eyes, Rod tightened his grip on the Xuanyuan Sacred Sword, keeping a vigilant eye on their surroundings. Lucy cast two more powerful defensive magic barriers around them to protect them.

A roar sounded. The black-and-silver creature seemed to sense the strength of the two in front of it and, unable to get closer, decided to reveal itself and stay in front of them.

It was a black leopard with long, bloodthirsty fangs, greenish eyes that exuded an eerie aura, and extremely sharp claws that were dozens of centimeters long—looking truly terrifying.

“A mutated black cloud leopard!” Lucy whispered beside Rod. The ordinary black cloud leopard wasn’t very strong—even at maturity, it only reached the Saint level. But this one was a mutated variant. Its fangs and claws spoke volumes, and its aura had reached the mid-stage Divine level—utterly formidable.
“Be careful!” Rod nodded and said softly. The magical beasts in the Death Battlefield were nothing like those outside; they were the strongest survivors from endless battles, with vast combat experience. Especially under the influence of dark energy year after year, their movements became even more cunning. Their fangs and sharp claws carried deadly power—any injury inflicted would be hard to recover from. These were the basic facts that Lilith and Sognar had taught Rod before they came to the Death Battlefield.
Staring intently at the black cloud leopard, Rod used his mental power to lock it in place. The leopard was fast, so he couldn’t let it use its speed—he had to keep a tight grip, otherwise he’d be at a disadvantage.
“I’ll take care of it!” With the leopard’s aura locked, Rod said to Lucy. A mid-stage Divine-level magical beast wasn’t much of a challenge to him now. With caution, there would be no problems.
Nodding, Lucy stood obediently behind Rod and cast another defensive spell on him.
Suddenly, Rod pushed off with his back legs, charging forward like a tiger. In an instant, he was in front of the black cloud leopard. The leopard wasn’t idle either—upon seeing Rod’s sudden attack, it roared and darted aside.
Instantly, Rod gained the upper hand. After a fierce assault, the leopard suffered greatly. Realizing the human before it was far stronger than itself and posed a life-threatening danger, it tried to flee. But Rod wouldn’t give it a chance—he seized the opportunity to block its escape!
A green glow erupted from his hand as he swung sixteen swords in an instant, surrounding the black cloud leopard!
With a pfft… under the leopard’s panicked gaze, it let out a scream before slowly collapsing.
Rod’s strength at the Yin Yellow realm was beyond compare to before. This battle was effortless. If it had been when he was still in the late Divine realm, he might have won too, but not so easily. This first battle in the Yin Yellow realm made Rod feel incredibly satisfied.

After dealing with the black cloud leopard, they naturally received an additional divine intermediate-level magical beast core, which was a pleasant surprise. After finishing everything, the two set off again, heading deeper inward. This time, they were even more cautious. Having encountered such a powerful magical beast right from the start, they worried about what other formidable creatures might be lurking inside.