Daily Intelligence, Starting Out I Obtain the Heaven-devouring Demonic Art

159: The powerful son who defies the heavens!This ancient battlefield, resembling a purgatory, was filled with a strong stench of decay and rust that lingered for countless millennia.

Every step could land on fractured bones.

Countless ancient beast carcasses lay scattered in grotesque poses; some still had scales, others had bone spikes reaching skyward, and giant limbs were half-buried in the sand, painting a picture of the fierce battle that once raged.

The wind whistled through the gaps in the bones, like the wailing of lost souls.

Some skeletons still bore deep claw marks and teeth imprints.

A skeletal flying beast with a wingspan of several zhang was impaled obliquely between rocks, its wing bones swaying in the wind like tattered flags.

Giant hoof prints and claw marks crisscrossed the ground, several zhang deep, showing the immense force of the collisions.

Dark green moss covered the surface of the bones, some already fused with the rocks, revealing the traces of time.

In the distance, several skeletons were intertwined, as if still locked in a death grip.

Giant turtle shells were shattered like tiles, revealing intertwined snake-like bones within.

Everything indicated the extreme cruelty of this place.

And the qilin fruit grew in the center of this ancient battlefield, emitting a light like the scorching sun.

However, the numerous Cultivator who arrived subsequently gathered at the edge of the battlefield, none daring to retrieve the qilin fruit.

This was because all the Cultivator who had just stepped into the battlefield had lost their life force.

”This ancient battlefield is truly terrifying; the dense Killing Intent, Evil Qi, and the resentful Qi of ancient beings directly form an invisible miasma that can corrode the Origin of Cultivator!”

”Indeed! Some skeletons, long dead for countless years, can even reanimate under the influence of this miasma! Their strength is formidable!”

”That’s right! This is a battlefield from the primordial era, where beings were extremely powerful, incomparable to us beings of the age of decline!”

”...!”

The Cultivator looked at the ancient battlefield before them, their expressions extremely solemn.

Just then... a tall and proud figure stepped into the ancient battlefield, immediately causing the surrounding Cultivator to exclaim in surprise.

”Look quickly... someone has stepped into the ancient battlefield!”

”Eh...! That person... seems to have been pursued by the Grand Elder of Jiangshan Pavilion before! However, the Grand Elder of Jiangshan Pavilion eventually died by his hand!”

”So it’s him! The Grand Elder of Jiangshan Pavilion must have been frustrated! To actually suffer an unexpected defeat!”

”Haha! He can kill the Grand Elder of Jiangshan Pavilion, that’s a great skill!”

”Hmph...! He was just lucky! What skill does he have?”

”Oh, really! Your tone isn’t small. Forget the Grand Elder of Jiangshan Pavilion; if you have the skill, go kill a regular Elder of Jiangshan Pavilion!”

”Hmph...! I’m not sick; why would I provoke that behemoth, Jiangshan Pavilion! No matter how great his skill, he will ultimately not escape death!”

”...!”

The Cultivator discussed Ma Liang animatedly.

At this moment, Ma Liang’s strength had significantly improved.

With every step he took, the surrounding air seemed to solidify around him.

His eyes were as deep as an abyss, as sharp as an eagle’s, exuding an undeniable majesty.

An invisible aura emanated from his body, making people hesitant to approach; it was the confidence brought by powerful strength and an unconcealed sharpness.

Faintly, golden light seemed to flow within him, a manifestation of his highly condensed essence, Qi, and spirit after his strength increased. Every gesture carried a sense of composure and arrogance, as if the heavens and earth were under his control, inspiring awe and preventing any hint of underestimation.

At this time, he had been reborn.

In the ancient battlefield, the miasma formed by the confluence of Killing Intent, Evil Qi, and endless resentment had no effect on Ma Liang.

Some reanimated skeletons, sensing a living being stepping into the ancient battlefield, rose from the ground and, amidst roars, charged towards Ma Liang.

”Hmph...!”

Ma Liang let out a cold snort, and his magical power surged around him. His Qilin Bloodline was now fully evident, and a lifelike, powerful fiery Qilin phantom materialized behind him, majestic and domineering.

The moment this fiery Qilin phantom appeared, the previously roaring undead immediately fell silent, no longer daring to approach Ma Liang.

Ma Liang effortlessly intimidated these reanimated undead.

As he walked through the group of undead, not only did he suffer no harm, but he also instilled fear in them.

This scene immediately made the Cultivator outside the ancient battlefield anxious, for it implied that the qilin fruit was about to fall into Ma Liang’s hands.

Just then, Lu Xingyao, holding the Yaoguang Sword, directly stepped into the ancient battlefield. She would never allow the qilin fruit to be taken by someone else.

As Lu Xingyao entered the ancient battlefield, all the Cultivator present began to stir, disregarding the danger and stepping into the ancient battlefield one after another.

No one was willing to watch the qilin fruit be taken by another right before their eyes.

The reanimated skeletal undead in the ancient battlefield did not attack Ma Liang because he possessed the Qilin Bloodline.

When other Cultivator stepped into the ancient battlefield, these skeletal undead immediately roared and charged at them.

And many Cultivator, in order to seize the qilin fruit, directly fought with the skeletal undead.

Only Ma Liang remained, appearing utterly composed in this ancient battlefield.

Subsequently, Saintess Lu Xingyao of the Xuannv Sect charged before Ma Liang.

”Saintess Lu Xingyao of the Xuannv Sect...! You were once the goddess I yearned for! And now, you are indeed qualified to be one of my concubines!”

Ma Liang looked at Lu Xingyao with a playful expression.

Previously, Saintess Lu Xingyao of the Xuannv Sect held a position in his heart that was unattainable, something he had to look up to.

But now, Ma Liang was a Heaven-Defying Son, and he had also awakened the Qilin Bloodline. His future potential was boundless, and even Saintess Lu Xingyao could not compare.

”Just with you?”

Lu Xingyao’s gaze was icy, holding the Yaoguang Sword, filled with Killing Intent, and she directly attacked Ma Liang.

”Just with me!”

Ma Liang’s voice was firm and confident. As his words fell, golden-red flames surged around Ma Liang like Dragons and snakes, and hot air waves spread in all directions.

The Qilin phantom behind him became clearer, with distinct scales and claws, flowing mane, and a raised, massive head. Its golden eyes revealed a majestic aura that looked down upon the world.

Ma Liang’s gaze was as sharp as a blade, his robes flapped in the fierce flames, and the pressure emanating from his body immediately made Lu Xingyao’s face turn pale, causing her to retreat repeatedly.

The Qilin phantom raised its head and let out a low roar, the sound waves spreading out in visible ripples, instantly sending Lu Xingyao flying.

”The esteemed Saintess of the Mysterious Maiden Sect seems to be nothing more than this!”

Ma Liang looked at Lu Xingyao, whom he had once regarded as a goddess, with a mocking and playful expression.

”You...!”

Lu Xingyao was shocked by Ma Liang’s strength. Just as she was about to reprimand him, she noticed a sneaky figure had already approached the qilin fruit...