Countless broken giant statues are tilted, with huge traces, and it is hard to imagine that they are traces left by the battle.

Countless ancient buildings are dilapidated and exudes a smell of history.

There are also countless ancient Chinese texts on the collapsed walls, like huge treasures, making people obsessed with it.

This is the first time Chen Ping has seen talented cultivators in the Death Desert, but they are all settled in those ancient texts, sometimes happy and sometimes sad, as if those ancient texts have magic power.

When Chen Ping arrived, they were not alert at all, and they were still unaware of it.

But when Chen Ping was about to enter them, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Chen Ping.

"Brother, the first time I've been in?"

After the man spoke, Chen Ping also looked at him. A teenager with a terrifying head, but a hint of brightness was revealed in his eyes.

This man is a five-star physical artist, and Chen Ping nodded.

"Brother, a spirit stone, I will give you three advice."

Chen Ping did not hesitate, and immediately took out a spirit stone and threw it to him directly. The boy instantly held the spirit stone in his hand, looked around vigilantly, and then he carefully hid it.

But these could not hide the excitement on his face, and he immediately spoke out: "My name is Song Yuan, I was born and raised here."

"This is the ancient battlefield of Yuanji. I will give you three advice."

"First, you can't just expose the spirit stones in your hands, otherwise you won't be able to survive the next day."

"Second, this is the world of physical artists, so you'd better know some physical arts."

"Third, don't read those ancient Chinese, as they will make you lose yourself, just like them."

After Song Yuan finished speaking, he pointed to the talented cultivators next to the ancient Chinese.

"Thank you."

Chen Ping also said with a smile, and Song Yuan said, "No need to thank you, I have collected your spirit stone. If you have any questions, you can ask me, but it will be charged."

Chen Ping also nodded and threw out dozens of spirit stones directly.

Song Yuan was also shocked. His first reaction was not to grab the spirit stones, and to see if there were any figures around him.

Finally, when he saw that there was no one around, he picked up ten of them and gave the rest to Chen Ping. Chen Ping looked at him in confusion.

Song Yuan also smiled and said, "The spirit stones can be exchanged for a lot of things here, and I can't keep so many spirit stones."

"I can tell you all these ten spirit stones as long as I know them."

Chen Ping also nodded. Song Yuan knew his weight, so he was able to survive here. Perhaps this is the knowledge he gained from growing up here.

"Is there any sect power here?"

Chen Ping asked the first question.

"Yes, and many, there are three forces in the ancient battlefield of the Yuanji. The leaders of the three forces are all nine-star strong men, and they are all physical artists."

"There are three forces: Yuan Sect, Kuangfeng Gang, and Tongtian Gate. Among them, Yuan Sect is the most mysterious and has the strongest power. I heard from others that Yuan Sect existed when it was born from the ancient battlefield of Yuan Ji."

Chen Ping nodded and began to ask the second question again, "Has anyone ever been out of the ancient battlefield of Yuanji?"

"Why do you have to go out? When you come to this place where birds don't poop, there is no good person, and they are basically wanted in the outside world."
Chapter completed!