At this time, Mu Wuyi had been teleported to the sixth floor of the inheritance tower.

The sixth layer presents another small world, and it is also a battlefield.

Looking around, the entire battlefield was ablaze with a thousand rays of light and auspicious aura. Both the sky and the earth had become a battlefield for the monks to fight. The battlefield was so vast that Mu Wuyi couldn't see the end of it.

However, the time of the entire battlefield seemed to be frozen, and the monks and spells seemed to have been paused.

However, Mu Wuyi could easily identify the two parties involved in the war, because the characteristics of one party were too obvious, red pupils, gray hair mixed in the hair, and blood-colored lines on the skin surface due to the rampage of blood power. These together were the characteristics of the Shura clan.

Needless to say, the one who fought against the Shura Clan was probably the combined army of the Cangyun Realm. After all, there were many races, including immortal cultivators, demon cultivators, and devil cultivators. The only thing that united them was the great battle against the Shura Clan nine thousand years ago.

On the entire battlefield, what attracted Mu Wuyi's attention the most was an aerial battlefield. There were only ten people there, but the area affected by the battle between these ten people was more than a hundred miles.

To be precise, it was not a battle of ten people, but nine people besieging the one in the middle. Mu Wuyi had also seen the man in the middle. He was the young man who had a conversation with the sword-wielding man in the fifth-floor scroll illusion, that is, the Great Asura.

Among the nine people who besieged him, there was also one who Mu Wuyi had just met before entering the inheritance tower, the Lord of Xicang Immortal Mansion, Ji Mingting.

After seeing these people, Mu Wuyi became even more certain that the scene here was the great war that destroyed the Shura clan nine thousand years ago.

At this time, the voice of Lord Shura came into Mu Wuyi's ears again.

"This is where the Shura Clan and the Cangyun Realm cultivators fought their final battle nine thousand years ago. The battle between the Ascending Immortal Realm cultivators is something you only see once in a while. Watching it carefully will also be beneficial to your cultivation."

As soon as the words fell, all the scenes on the battlefield began to move. The sounds of fighting, the collision of weapons, and the sound of spells all resounded throughout the battlefield.

Mu Wuyi saw countless cultivators being engulfed by magic and losing their lives in an instant, and also saw the Shura clan whose bloodline power was out of control, with its unparalleled fighting power. Although the cultivators of the Cangyun Realm had the advantage in numbers, the Shura clan, with their full fighting power, could basically fight ten with one, making the coalition's numerical advantage disappear.

Above the sky, nine powerful men who had ascended to the immortal realm besieged the Great Shura, but they were unable to defeat him after a long battle.

The cultivation level of Lord Shura is not the highest among these ten people, but a strange field has unfolded around him. It is because of the existence of this field that he can hold his own against the siege of nine powerful men in the immortal realm.

That strange domain seemed to be able to change the laws of the world, allowing Shura the Great to be greatly improved in both speed and spiritual energy when he was in the domain. The nine people who besieged him were weakened to varying degrees when they entered his domain.

Mu Wuyi's eyes widened when he saw this scene. What kind of martial arts was this? It could strengthen oneself while weakening the opponent. It was simply invincible!

In other parts of the battlefield, Mu Wuyi also saw some Shura people who could use their domains. Without exception, they were all in the Immortal Realm. It seemed that this kind of domain should be linked to cultivation. It was just that the domains of others were not as strong as Shura Great Venerable, but it was no problem for them to support them to deal with three or four strong men in the Immortal Realm at the same time.

This battle lasted for a long time, and Mu Wuyi didn't know how long it had been. The battlefield was already dark, and the sun and moon were dim. It wasn't because the sky had darkened, but because of the spreading gunpowder smoke, blood mist, etc., which covered the sky.

The Shura Great Venerable fought nine Ascendant Realm strongmen alone, killing four of them. In the end, he was defeated because his spiritual energy was exhausted. The battle on the battlefield below had already ended. Although the Shura clan was powerful, they could not withstand the human wave tactics of the Cangyun Realm coalition. The Shura clan's combat power was exhausted by the consumption alone.

The entire battlefield was littered with corpses and blood, and even the landscape was completely different from when I first saw it. Then the scene froze on the moment when Shura the Great fell from the sky.

This was the first time Mu Wuyi witnessed a war between cultivators. She didn't expect it to be so brutal. To be honest, with her current cultivation level, she couldn't understand much about the battle between Shura the Great. The battle at that level was too terrifying. Even if she was affected by a little bit of the residual power, she would probably be wiped out.

At this time, the frozen Shura Lord suddenly stood up, and as he moved, the injuries on his body disappeared, and the scene of the entire battlefield gradually melted away. Finally, this piece of space turned into an extreme white, with only Mu Wuyi and Shura Lord left.

Asura waved his hand, and the space changed again. A courtyard appeared in front of Mu Wuyi. In the courtyard there was an ancient willow tree, a solitary pavilion, and a pool of clear spring water.

In the solitary pavilion, Lord Shura had already sat down behind a coffee table, and motioned Mu Wuyi to come over and sit with him.

As soon as Mu Wuyi sat down, Shura the Great personally brewed a pot of tea, poured a cup for each of them, and then started talking.

"In this war, the Cangyun Realm coalition sent out three million cultivators, and more than one million died in the end. And my Shura clan, after a thousand years of recuperation, all 73,861 members of the clan died in the battle.

There were thirty-two strong men from the Cangyun Realm who joined the battle, and there were only eight strong men of the same level from my Shura Clan, but we still killed them and made them throw away their weapons and armor. In the end, no more than ten of them walked out of this battlefield alive. "

Listening to the numbers read out by Shura Lord, Mu Wuyi was so shocked that he could not describe it in words. He had underestimated them by saying that Shura could defeat ten enemies with one. Moreover, Shura Lord only mentioned the number of people who died in the battle, not the number of the wounded and disabled. This showed how terrifying the Shura clan's fighting power was.

It’s a pity that the Shura tribe has too few people, and the failure of this war was doomed before it even started.

Lord Shura laughed as if at himself and continued.

"My people just wanted to find a place to survive, but I didn't expect to end up like this. What's funny is that the Shura clan, which the Cangyun Realm cultivators fear like a tiger, is just an ordinary branch among thousands of races in my original world."

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