Chapter 897: Hundred Battles of the Wilderness Fiend

stones were trembling violently.From these tombs, an endless amount of Dao Qi surged forth, continuously rushing towards the vortex pierced by the blue sword.The azure blade was obviously of great ori...Although Ginger Cloud saw the battlefield and heard the clash of weapons, in the eyes of Huang Yu and Huang Tu, Ginger Cloud was still standing within the embrace of countless desolate patterns, motionless.

Gazing at those battle scars, the face of Huantu revealed admiration as he said, "Sister, your Hundred Battles Wild Fury is even more powerful than before."

"Back then, I only managed to hold out on ten battlefields. Now, I probably couldn't even last ten."

"A slight smile appeared on Huang Yu's face. "You little brat, stop flattering your sister here. The top ten battlefields appear one by one. They only test courage and character."

"When you were young, being able to persevere through ten battlefields was already incredibly admirable."

From the eleventh battlefield onwards, ten battlefields appear together. That's when true strength is tested.

Although the power of this Hundred Battles Demon Soul has indeed increased, you have now entered the Five Desolations Realm. If you enter again, you could at least hold out for twenty battlefields!

Huang Tu stretched out a finger and pointed at Jiang Yun, asking: "What do you think, sister, how many battlefields can he hold on"

"He shook his head. "It's hard to tell. If he can keep going until ten battlefields appear, then he deserves a place in the army;".

"If one can persist through twenty battlefields, then they are worthy of being called an 荒衛;"

“If one persists through thirty battlefields, then they are qualified to be a Wilderness Warden;”

"Then what if there were more than thirty" asked Huángtú.

A flash of light appeared in Huangyu's eyes as he said, "Then I'll make him my deputy! What do you think, younger brother Do you have confidence in him"

"I was just asking casually," Huotu smiled wryly and shook his head. "Thirty peaks is probably impossible. Sister, you're already at the peak of the Six Desolations, ready to enter the Seven Desolation realm any time now."

Even if he were stronger, it would be impossible for him to persist until thirty battlefields appeared.

Then it depends on how strong he really is!

The siblings fell silent, both turning their gazes to Jiang Yun, who stood shrouded within the intricate patterns of the wasteland cage.

At this moment, Gingercloud found himself amidst a battlefield. Thousands of creatures raged around him, fighting with a ferocity born from an unyielding hatred.

But within this carnage, a chilling aura would emanate from each living being, spreading through the air and gradually enveloping all.

Under the shroud of murderous aura, those creatures' eyes would gradually lose their clarity, revealing more frenzied killing intent. The battle cries that erupted from their mouths grew increasingly ferocious.

In short, these malevolent energies are like poison, constantly generated in the midst of constant battles, and then conversely affect these beings.

Life is ever-flowing, constantly renewing itself, triggering a chain reaction that makes the ominous energy grow stronger and stronger.

Despite being surrounded by deathly energy, Jiang Yun looked at the brutal battlefield and listened to the sounds of fighting. However, his expression remained unchanged. He muttered to himself, "This deathly energy isn't meant to attack the enemy; it only serves to disrupt one's mind."

"If one is not steadfast in their resolve or easily frightened, they will be heavily influenced by this sinister aura, lose themselves, and join the ranks of these bloodthirsty spirits, becoming just another soldier on the battlefield."

"Is this what they call the Hundred Battles Desolation If so, I'm a bit disappointed!"

As Ginger Cloud's words fell, the battlefield before them suddenly split in two, transforming into two separate arenas. Just like before, a dense miasma of killing intent permeated the air, tightly encasing Ginger Cloud.

Then, the third and fourth battlefields emerged one after another, and a glimmer of understanding appeared in Jiang Yun's eyes: "Baizhan Huashas is probably the murderous aura condensed on top of the hundred battlefields!"

"It seems these battlefields are all places that the desolate general, Huang Yu, has experienced."

Even her rough lines, I'm afraid, were born from the insights gained on such a battlefield.

In short, Huoyu's wild patterns are just evil energy!

Even true members of the Wilderness Tribe need to understand their unique Wildmark, so according to this technique, Jiang Yun could easily deduce Wu's Wildmark.

However, this also made Jiang Yun quite admire this seemingly weak and beautiful woman.

Who could have imagined that she had experienced countless killings and fought on countless battlefields!

As Jiang Yun pondered, the number of battlefields before him had reached ten, with more than ten thousand creatures clashing within them.

But amidst the ten battlefields, surrounded by the sinister aura formed by tens of thousands of souls, Jiang Yun's face remained unchanged.

This scene, falling into the eyes of both Huayu and Huangtu, couldn't help but be a little unexpected.

A-Hu nodded. “This person’s courage and fortitude are truly top-notch. Even the murderous aura condensed from ten battlefields couldn’t disturb him in the slightest.”

"Where did you find this man, Huāngtú"

Huotu said: "He came to Huacheng on his own. I originally suspected he was a spy from the Temple of Slaughter Gods, but when I saw him, I felt a sense of kinship."

Even I asked my uncle to help, but he couldn't figure out his origins.

"So, I want to leave it in the Waste Tribe, to serve my Waste Tribe."

Aohuang nodded again and said, "I also felt that kind of warmth just now!"

"Didn't Grandfather the Priest say that everything in this world is interconnected by fate Perhaps this person has a connection with our tribe, which is why we feel so close to them."

But, when it comes to fate, if one lacks the strength, everything remains irrelevant.

"Next, you'll see the true might of this Bai Zhan Huang Sha! Let's see if he can stay so calm!"

As Aragami's words fell, ten battlefields reappeared before Jiang Yun's eyes.

The overwhelming aura of twenty battlefields converging into a single point had reached a fever pitch, surging like a sea and unleashing an immense wave of killing intent.

And within it, a myriad of creatures from the battlefield, all converged and crashed down upon Jiang Yun with terrifying force.

It's like a wave of sinister energy, condensing the power of all living beings, incredibly powerful.

Facing the surging waves, Ginger Cloud's face remained unchanged. He stood there, still as a statue.

"What's he trying to do" Hou Tu frowned. "Could it be that he wants to take the wave head-on"

"He's getting a little too big for his britches," Huāngyǔ said with a cold smile.

Although this person possesses remarkable courage and temperament, he is nothing more than a reckless braggart with no strategic mind!

"Boom!"

Just as Huayu's words fell, the wave of killing intent crashed onto Jiangyun, erupting with a deafening roar.

Countless murderous auras exploded, causing the entire hall to be filled with murderous qi. One could not see Ginger Cloud's figure.

"For him, the post of Ranger was already satisfactory!"

A-Huang spoke again, extending his hand. Instantly, countless sinister energies surged toward those chaotic markings within the

flesh.

As the dense miasma dissipated, the figure of its inner ginger cloud also emerged.

While Huang Yu and Huang Tu's faces changed, because Jiang Yun was still standing there expressionlessly as before.

It seemed as though the previous giant wave hadn't touched him at all.

However, Kuangyu naturally knew that the wave had definitely hit Jiang Yun squarely.

"So it's physical cultivation. His physical strength is indeed extraordinary. However, if he wants to rely solely on his physical power, thirty battlefields will be his limit!"

Before Jiang Yun, thirty battlefields materialized, and the oppressive aura was so intense that everything around him blurred.

Jiang Yun, who had always been still as a mountain, suddenly nodded lightly at this moment. “Now these sinister energies are finally interesting. It gives me an excuse to use my own sinister energy!”

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