Chapter 1622

The ones chasing after them were definitely experts of the other races. At this critical moment of life and death, everyone naturally wouldn't be stingy and continuously took out spirit crystals to recover.

Soon, the Death Desert appeared in everyone's vision.

The drifting sand that filled the sky and the boundless yellow sand that stretched as far as the eye could see was something that even ninth level powerhouses would feel intimidated by.

Everyone let out a sigh of relief and couldn't help but slow down.

"Don't stop. Go deeper into the desert."

Zi Chen was the first to soar into the air and fly deeper into the desert. The others didn't hesitate and flew while refining spirit crystals.

"Raise the defensive light barrier and increase your speed a little."

Everyone followed Zi Chen's instructions and flew higher.

The yellow sand churned and giant scorpions appeared one after another. However, the humans flew too high and their soul attacks were greatly reduced.

After flying for about 75 miles, they felt a dense killing intent coming from behind them.

The pursuers were here. Everyone ran even faster and disappeared in a flash.

Looking at the humans gradually disappearing into the horizon, the 75 experts of the other races didn't chase after them.

The Death Desert was known to be a place where even ninth level experts had to stop. Eighth level cultivators like them didn't dare to rashly enter.

Once they entered, only death would await them. In addition, they didn't bring many things to recover their energy before coming.

However, they wouldn't let the humans have an easy time. The leading lion-man coldly said, "Guard here for three days. I don't believe they can survive in the desert for three days."

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Outside the Imperial Sky City where the eighth level human cultivators were located, thousands of eighth level experts gathered. Their bodies surged with a monstrous baleful aura and their eyes were as cold as blades. During this time, they blocked the attacks of the other races time and time again.

Compared to the several thousand eighth level cultivators on the human side, the other races were much more numerous. Just the seventh-level cultivators alone numbered in the tens of thousands. Other than that, there were no less than ten thousand eighth level cultivators.

Almost 25% of the experts of the Dax Plains gathered here. They seemed to want to take down the human city in one go.

Such a ferocious attitude was very puzzling.

They had already carelessly lost a city. No matter what, the humans couldn't lose a second city. Thus, after the battle started, they kept transferring ninth level cultivators to guard the city.

Today, an expert on the Desolate Land List came.

Xu Hou.

He was the only powerful existence that had entered the Desperate Zones List in the past thousand years. Although he was currently ranked in the top 655 on all three lists, it was enough to intimidate everyone present.

Xu Hou wasn't tall. He had a bald head and wore a flame-like armor.

As soon as he arrived, he immediately went to battle. His opponent was also a powerful being on the list.

At this moment, on the battlefield, tens of thousands of people were watching the battle between the experts on the Rare List.

There was no earth-shattering power in the battle between the two of them. However, the distorted space and the flickering power of the nomological laws were a testament to how terrifying their attacks were.

This was the first time Xu Hou had truly fought since he took charge of this place. However, he didn't expect that the Dax Clan would send someone on the ranking as well. The two of them had been fighting for so long, but there was no clear victor.

In the middle of the battle, for some reason, the two of them suddenly stopped and looked up at the sky. Their expressions became extremely solemn.

Hence, the battle ended here. The foreign races returned to the Royal Sky City on the seventh level while the humans retreated to the eighth level.

During this period of time, there was still an endless stream of eighth level cultivators entering the Battlefield of Despair from the Imperial Sky Region.

After returning to his residence, Xu Hou asked with a frown.

A moment later, his door was pushed open and an old man walked in.

"You saw that thing too," Xu Hou said as soon as the old man walked in.

"Only an idiot wouldn't be able to see such a big thing," the old man said in annoyance.

Xu Hou snorted and said, "There are tens of thousands of foreign races and humans. Less than five people have seen that thing."

The old man waved his hand and said, "That's enough. I'm not here to discuss this with you today. Didn't you find it strange that the foreign races would suddenly attack? Perhaps that's the reason."

Xu Hou's expression changed slightly and said, "How is that possible? The ancient dragon ship is known as the most mysterious thing in the world. The ancient warship, the desolate war song, summons powerful beings to explore the depths of the world. The appearance of the ancient dragon ship attracts the most powerful beings in the entire Battlefield of Despair. This is the biggest event in the Battlefield of Despair. How dare a mere Dax Clan get involved?"

The old man said in a low voice, "Perhaps they found a way to control the dragon ship."

Xu Hou said, "So what? Among all the races, the Dax Clan isn't the strongest. Long Fei, who was about to board the ship, gave up at the last moment. From this, it can be seen that it's not a good thing."

The old man fell silent.

In the history of the Battlefield of Despair, the dragon ship had appeared several times. Anyone who felt the call of the dragon ship was a true powerhouse. However, so many powerhouses had boarded the ship, but not a single one returned alive.

Back then, Long Fei suddenly chose to give up right before boarding the ship. The other races said that Long Fei was a coward, but the humans didn't think so. They felt that Long Fei seemed to have understood something the moment he boarded the ship.

The same scene happened before. At that time, the strongest human, Tang Nuo, also chose to give up the moment he boarded the ship.

After a moment of silence, the old man said, "This matter is very important, and it's not something we should worry about. Today, I called you here because I have some good news to tell you."

Xu Hou asked, "What good news?"

"The little seventh-order fellows that we lost contact with not long ago went to attack a city of the Beast Clan."

"That's good news, but did they all get wiped out?"

"No, they successfully entered the city, stole some resources, and finally succeeded in breaking out."

Xu Hou was startled, but he couldn't say a word.

A moment later, he said, "To be able to organize a group of people to attack a foreign city, they have some ability. You stayed there for so long, can you guess who it is?"

The old man thought seriously and said, "In terms of combat power, there should be two people. Unfortunately, one of them doesn't have that much courage, nor does he have that much leisure. Combat power, courage, and intelligence, although I don't dare to believe it, it seems that only that person can do it."

"Who?"

"A little fellow that entered the Battlefield of Despair a year ago."

"Old man, you're joking, right?" Xu Hou was dissatisfied.

"Do I look like I'm joking? I've seen that little fellow a few times. He's very courageous, hmm … and has a lot of potential," the old man said with a smile.

"No matter how courageous or how much potential he has, the time he can enter the Battlefield of Despair is limited. What can he do in a short year?" Xu Hou shook his head.

"Courage is enough. As for battle prowess, he came in with three weapons and a bag of holding."

"How is that possible?" Xu Hou's eyes widened as he asked in disbelief, "Whose is it?"

"Tang Nuo's."

Xu Hou wasn't familiar with Tang Nuo, but he had seen Tang Nuo's name before. Back then, Tang Nuo was ranked first, but was replaced by Long Fei in the end.

Ever since he became a powerhouse on the list, Xu Hou had some understanding of the Battlefield of Despair.

Here, only one person had special privileges, and that was the number one person.

After a long silence, Xu Hou asked, "What do you think of this matter?"

The old man said indifferently, "I didn't have any opinion at first, but since they did something, I plan to go back and see them."

"You want to go personally?" Xu Hou was shocked.

"I'm not at ease with others going, and that little fellow seems to have enemies, so he's very vigilant."

"Then be careful."

"Don't worry, the person who can kill an old man like me in the Battlefield of Despair hasn't been born yet."

With that, the old man walked out of the room.

"The ancient warship that passes through the edge of the world, the bleak and tragic war song, the call from fate, the journey to the end of the world …" After Sinker left, Xu Hou's mind was filled with legends about the ancient warship.

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Due to limited resources, Shuntian Prefecture couldn't send out too many Level Eight cultivators. After discussing with the other six prefectures, Shuntian Prefecture sent out a group of Level Seven cultivators to enter the Battlefield of Despair to scout the situation.

At the same time, the Imperial Sky Region indicated for those who had obtained the War Martial Domain Token to enter the Battlefield of Despair immediately.

On the same day, Shuntian Prefecture issued a Level Seven Summoning Order, summoning all Level Seven cultivators to enter the Battlefield of Despair.

"These damned bastards, isn't it obvious that they're sending Level Seven cultivators to their deaths?" In the Shuntian Prefecture, the number one person in the Battlefield of Despair, Tang Nuo, couldn't help but show anger on his face.

He had a great reputation in the Battlefield of Despair, so he was naturally familiar with the place. The loss of Level Seven City meant that any Level Seven cultivators who entered the Battlefield of Despair would have no support.

Under such circumstances, those who weren't familiar with the Battlefield of Despair, no matter how talented they were, only death awaited them.

The scholarly middle-aged man walked into the room. Seeing the furious Prefecture Lord, he smiled lightly and said, "Prefecture Lord, although the Battlefield of Despair can't be predicted, I've seen those little fellows before. They're basically not people with short lives. Perhaps, there's still a chance to turn things around."

"A chance to turn things around? How is that possible?" Tang Nuo smiled bitterly.

"According to reliable sources, Zi Chen has already entered the Battlefield of Despair for more than a year. Perhaps, the chance to turn things around lies with Zi Chen." The scholarly middle-aged man added.

"Perhaps." Tang Nuo said indifferently, obviously not in a good mood.

"The implications of this matter are too great. It's not something that a single force can control. The Battlefield of Despair has its own rules of conduct. Even if others are willing to let a prefecture's people die for nothing, the Battlefield of Despair won't allow it."

The scholarly middle-aged man continued, "Take Meng Xi for example. Although he doesn't seem to be in the right place, he's very prudent in his actions. It's said that he allowed Zi Chen to bring in three weapons."

A trace of surprise flashed in Tang Nuo's eyes, "Three weapons, this is a bit surprising."

After a moment of silence, Tang Nuo said, "This time, you should personally go to the Battlefield of Despair. These little fellows have great potential, I don't want them to die under a scheme."

"That's not a problem."

The summoning order quickly spread to the one hundred and eight cities, and some people were named.