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"What?" "Spirit Demon Battlefield?" Ling'er almost jumped up, "Do you know what kind of place the Spiritual Demon Battlefield is? "You actually let them go."

"Of course I know about the battlefield, what's wrong? "Can't you?" Ling Yun rolled his eyes, and said indifferently.

His sharp eyes stared into the distance towards the north, which was tens of thousands of miles away. His eyes were sharp like a sword, and contained a boundless killing intent.

That place was the north. The current Infernal domain, his brother was buried there.

Between the north and the south, there was a battlefield stretching thousands of miles across the continent. This was the Spirit Demon Battlefield, the main battlefield of the three Human and Demon Clans.

Once upon a time, this was the most prosperous region of the continent.

Every year, there would be countless demons and humans fighting against the demons, blocking their path. Amongst them, there were many who would never come back.

To the south of the battlefield, there were many people from the two races that were here to fight against the demons.

"Are you crazy? They don't even have the strength to be cannon fodder in the Spirit Demon Battlefield." Ling'er called out.

"I didn't say anything. Let them go to the Spirit Demon Battlefield!" Ling Yun curled his lips, and said indifferently.

As a former Martial Saint, how could he not know the dangers of the Spirit Demon Battlefield? That was a place where even Martial Emperors could perish.

As for warriors, they weren't even qualified to enter. Not to mention entering, they couldn't even get close to it, otherwise they would be affected by the demon qi.

Of course, it wasn't like there weren't any warriors that entered. Just like the army of the Soaring Cloud Empire, the army that was forming the battle formation could resist the erosion of the demonic energy.

Hearing this, Ling'er let out a sigh of relief.

"Why do you seem to care so much about this?" Ling Yun tilted his head and looked at her, his eyes filled with doubt.

"What does it have to do with you!" Ling'er snorted lightly and turned her head to the side. Obviously, she was still angry from this morning.

"An unreasonable woman!" Ling Yun facepalmed, and frowned slightly, thinking to himself.

Squatting down and gently stroking the Violet Bamboo, he looked at the clear purple lines on it and faintly sighed. He was still so familiar with it!

Su Yun stood up and walked towards the training grounds of Lin Xie and the others.

Looking at Ling Yun's departing figure, Ling'er was dazed for a moment. Why did it seem as though his heart was filled with worry?

Especially when it came to the battlefield of the Spiritual Demons, its expression was extremely terrifying.

Arriving at the training field, he looked at Lin Xie and the other 81 people in the horse stance. Lingyun frowned, it seemed that he still had to increase the amount of training! Otherwise, it would be very difficult to have a large improvement in a short period of time.

Also, it was time to give them the Nine Palace Battle Formation.

They had lived together since young and were very familiar with each other. It shouldn't be too difficult for them to practice formations!

After wearing the armor, he activated the three times gravitational force on his spirit pattern. The terrifying gravity pressed down on his body, causing his body to become shorter.

With a flip of his wrist, half of the broken sword appeared in his palm. Although it was a sword, it looked like a blade.

As he caressed the Heaven-Devouring Divine Light Sword, Ling Yun's gaze turned gentle.

Swish!

Under the puzzled gaze of Lin Xie and the rest, Ling Yun held onto the broken sword and slashed towards a corner of the armor.

The moment the broken sword came into contact with the incomparably hard armor, it became like tofu as it quickly broke apart. The piece of armor fell off, reflecting the sunlight's radiance.

Lin Xie and the rest were all shocked, what sword was this? Why was it so sharp?

One had to know, Lingyun's armor was forged from darksteel. Although it was not a spiritual item, its toughness and defense was no weaker than an ordinary Grade 1 defensive spiritual item.

However, why was it that when the rusted broken sword was chopped down, it was cut apart like tofu?