Above Jizhou, airships streaked across the sky, swiftly traversing through the clouds.
In the mortal kingdoms, billions of mortals raised their heads, staring blankly at the sky.
“Is war about to break out again?” a villager murmured, their face ashen.
To prevent panic, all the nations in Jizhou urgently dispatched troops to various villages to make announcements, which finally stabilized the public's morale.
More and more airships appeared in the sky; almost all the sects in Jizhou participated in this Mo Yun Battlefield.
This battlefield only opened once every hundred years, and its scale spanned the entire Tianxuan Continent.
The Mo Yun Battlefield did not exist in a specific place; instead, it was a battleground similar to an illusion. Dying inside did not mean true death; one would only be ejected from the battlefield by means of elimination.
Inside the battlefield, there was an extremely scarce item called mo crystal, which was the best material for artifact refining. According to rumors, mo crystals of higher quality could even forge Emperor Weapons.
Of course, this was only a rumor, and Chu Huaian did not know its veracity because there was no relevant information recorded in any sect in Jizhou.
It wasn't a historical discontinuity; rather, Jizhou simply had no record of obtaining top-grade mo crystals.
According to Jing Yuan, in the past thousand years, almost all the sects in Jizhou were annihilated.
The best record was from eight hundred years ago when a disciple from a small sect accidentally obtained a small mo crystal and managed to survive until the end of the war.
And that mo crystal was then hyped up to two hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones, several times higher than its market price.
Besides mo crystals, there was also a rare treasure called blood crystal.
This treasure was extremely scarce throughout the battlefield, and its appearance often triggered a bloody storm.
It was said that this blood crystal was formed from the essence blood of ancient immortals, and it not only contained immortal cultivation techniques but also the immortal's grand dao laws.
Chu Huaian had not participated in the Mo Yun Battlefield, so he was not familiar with these matters. By the time everyone arrived at the central area, airships had already docked near the vortex.
The arrival of Hua Xia Sect immediately attracted everyone's attention, and their gazes uniformly turned towards them.
On the deck, Chu Huaian stood at the front, behind him a group of Hua Xia Sect disciples dressed in red robes, standing in neat formation.
Feeling everyone's gazes, the old players proudly raised their heads and stuck out their chins.
The new players, on the other hand, looked around with curiosity; this was their first time leaving the sect to see the outside world, and they occasionally let out exclamations of surprise.
The remaining group of handyman disciples were full of tension, their faces covered in cold sweat, standing in the team and swallowing hard.
As Hua Xia Sect disciples, they now truly experienced the feeling of being the center of attention, and the pressure instantly doubled.
At this moment, three huge airships slowly approached.
Before the ship had even stabilized, a gleeful voice came through.
“Senior Brother Chu, I’m here!”
Yun Xiang leaped, spreading her arms in mid-air and pouncing towards Chu Huaian, her face beaming with a bright smile.
However, at a distance of three feet, her body was restrained by a spiritual force, fixing her beside Chu Huaian.
“Hmph, stingy!” Yun Xiang pouted, turning her face away.
“Where is your Senior Brother Lin Ting?” Chu Huaian had not seen Lin Ting’s figure and couldn’t help but ask curiously.
“Who knows where he died, even Master can’t contact him,” Yun Xiang said, struggling with her body, expressing her dissatisfaction.
At this moment, Jing Yuan, Bai Yue, and Feng Qingyang also flew down in front of Chu Huaian.
“Chu Xiaozi, are these all the disciples you just recruited?” Jing Yuan scanned all the disciples present, feeling a bit curious.
At this moment, the players' aura had been covered by the Heaven's Mystery Talismans, so Jing Yuan and the others did not notice anything unusual about the players.
“Yes,” Chu Huaian replied indifferently, then shifted the topic to the Mo Yun Battlefield.
“Three seniors, this is my first time participating in the Mo Yun Battlefield. Are there any points I need to pay attention to?”
The three pondered for a moment, and Feng Qingyang spoke first: “Let me first tell you about the battlefield rules.”
“The Mo Yun Battlefield, to put it plainly, is a microcosm left behind from the ancient battlefield. The laws are chaotic. Once inside, all spells and divine abilities cannot be used; one can only rely on physical body and combat awareness.”
“Besides that, the Mo Yun Battlefield is only open to cultivators below the Refining Void Realm. It’s not a deliberate suppression; rather, cultivators above the Refining Void Realm simply dare not enter, as their Dao hearts are easily shattered by the incomplete Dao laws inside.”
Chu Huaian had learned some of these rules from Jing Yuan before, but regarding the cultivation level aspect, this was his first time hearing about it.
“Besides these, there is also a limit on the number of people who can enter the Mo Yun Battlefield. The number of people from other states is between one and two million, while in Jizhou, the number is around three hundred thousand, with quotas given according to the sect's grade.”
“In previous years, first-grade sects had a quota of three thousand people, second-grade sects had fifteen hundred, and third-grade sects had one thousand.”
“Regarding your Hua Xia Sect’s situation, after discussion among the various sects, Hua Xia Sect has been given the treatment of a first-grade sect, and the number of disciples can be increased to three thousand.”
“But now it seems a bit redundant.”
The entire Hua Xia Sect, at full count, had only a little over seven hundred people, of which over a hundred were left in the sect to guard it, leaving only about six hundred people to participate in the battle.
This was where the Hua Xia Sect was at a disadvantage. It had been established for too short a time, and coupled with strict disciple selection, it had only recruited over four hundred disciples in more than two months.
After Feng Qingyang finished explaining the rules, Jing Yuan said with a serious face: “Inside the battlefield, altars will be refreshed periodically.”
“In the center of the altar, mo crystals will condense. The closer to the center of the battlefield, the higher the quality of the mo crystals. Therefore, occupying an altar is the primary task.”
“As for the rumored blood crystals, they do not appear every time. The most recent instance was five hundred years ago.”
“However, these are not the most important things. Being able to snatch mo crystals and persist until the end of the battle is the ultimate victory.”
“Chu Xiaozi, you must remain calm and absolutely not act impulsively. Our battlefield is in the outer perimeter. The central area is the battlefield for the top sects from other major states. Entering there is a dead end.”
“The entire battlefield is divided into five regions based on danger levels, from one to five. Our goal is the fourth and fifth-level regions.”
“After entering the battlefield, everyone you see is an enemy. Never trust any sect, lest you be backstabbed by them.”
“Of course, our three sects are exceptions. After entering, our primary task is to quickly gather, then unite the strength of the four sects to occupy an altar.”
Jing Yuan said a lot, finally revealing the plan.
The four sects uniting to occupy just one altar was very different from Chu Huaian's expectation.
Just as he was about to inquire in detail, a bright light suddenly flashed in the center of the vortex, and the airflow rapidly rotated.
Above the sky, four large red characters slowly appeared: Mo Yun Battlefield.
On its two sides, there were two celestial screens, displaying the Kill Ranking and the Sect Ranking, respectively.
Chu Huaian was a bit confused and quickly asked: “Senior, what are the functions of these two rankings?”
“The Kill Ranking is for individual ranking, and the Sect Ranking is for sect ranking. If you can make it onto the list, you can receive rewards from the Mo Yun Battlefield.”
“The specific rewards vary depending on the ranking. It could be mo crystals, or blood crystals, or even fragments of the Grand Dao, or even immortal inheritances.”
“You don’t need to worry about these two rankings. Those who can make it onto the list are almost all top sects from various states, or ancient sects.”
As he spoke, Jing Yuan flew back to the Ziwei Sect's deck.
All the sects present looked solemn, walking into the vortex with a murderous aura.
Chu Huaian turned around, scanned everyone present, and said in a deep voice: “Depart!”
At once, all the sects in Jizhou stepped into the Mo Yun Battlefield, disappearing one after another.
