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The further Lin Hao went, the more marks he could see on the wall or on the ground. These marks even made Lin Hao feel strange.    

    

The three feet long deep pit had a faint dark red color, and the shape of the deep pit was prismatic. These marks were obviously not the weapons commonly used in this era. Instead, they were more like resonance weapons used in collective battles in ancient times. Beryllium.    

    

Beryllium, the Winged Race used the distance of the distance as a blade. In ancient times, humans entered the exploration period of the world. Whether it was the crusade against the ancient Demonic Beast or the struggle with the Human Race, they were all forcing the few humans to unite.    

    

The Spiritual Energy resonance weapon, Beryllium, was the most successful and pioneer invention of the war Weapon forging.    

    

The Spiritual Energy Resonance Weapon was a weapon that could not be used alone. It was a ferocious weapon. As the name implied, Resonance Weapons had more and more similar weapons when used together. The more Spiritual Energy of Heaven and Earth it affected, the more powerful the attack would be. In ancient times, humans relied on these types of weapons to expand their territory within the ancient Demonic Beast.    

    

But this kind of weapon had already disappeared in the long river of history. Why would there be such a deep imprint here?    

    

Lin Hao frowned and continued forward.    

    

The further ahead he went, the more terrifying the Aura that came from these ancient sword marks could be clearly felt from his feet, side, and top of his head. Even if Lin Hao didn't observe carefully, he could tell that the marks on his skin were getting denser and denser along the way.    

    

From the scattered three points to his entire body, it seemed like he was in the Ancient Battlefield. He could feel the sharp and condensed Aura with every step he took. Lin Hao couldn't help but become more and more cautious.    

    

Along the way, even if there were no other dangers, Lin Hao still felt exhausted after walking through the entire journey. The sharpness of the sword along the way was too intimidating, and even Lin Hao had to be on guard.    

    

Lin Hao felt that this place was not simple. As he walked, it was as if Lin Hao was walking on the Ancient Battlefield.    

    

Every moment, the faint blood Qi that had settled in the soil. The marks that had been carved into the entire passageway seemed to be sketching the scenes of the slaughter that had occurred during the ancient times. Coupled with the Yin Qi that surged in from all directions, Lin Hao seemed to be directly surrounded by ancient warriors. It was even to the extent that he was able to feel the coldness and coldness of the stinging pain beneath his skin. It was the flesh and blood of his sword fingers. His muscles could not be disobeyed, and he was terrified.    

    

Lin Hao forcefully suppressed the uneasiness brought by this gloomy and sharp world and slowly moved forward.    

    

Lin Hao had already begun to make a guess in his heart.    

    

This tunnel was probably man-made. Even this incomparably dense Yin Qi seemed to be deliberately attracted by someone. Under this kind of arrangement, it was as if he had really returned to Ancient Battlefield.    

    

Lin Hao did not know the significance of setting up this Ancient Battlefield, but judging from the huge amount of resources he had spent, he was afraid that the diagram here was not a simple object.    

    

Due to the pressure that came from his body, Lin Hao could not help but take out some spirit medicines that could resist the Yin Qi and sprinkle them on his body.    

    

Now wasn't the time to show off. Lin Hao could faintly feel the restless Fighting Spirit in his heart. Under the erosion of the endless Yin Qi and the catalysis of the Ancient Battlefield... He could become a war machine that did not know fatigue, just like the people outside who were surrounded by blood and qi.    

    

Lin Hao silently chanted the Heart Calming Spell in his heart. He drove away the Yin Qi that lingered in his heart and deliberately condensed the Genuine Qi to resist the sharpness of the sword marks in the tunnel. Only after ensuring that his mind had finally stabilized did Lin Hao dare to continue forward.