The Double-winged Ship was indeed very fast, and as the trio discussed their cultivation levels, they had already arrived outside Wanbao City.
Throughout the journey, everyone discussed Daoist Skills, and both Hu Wuxin and Mo Zheng were astounded by Ding Huan’s understanding of the Great Dao.
Though it had only been a short ten days, both had gained much.
Yet Ding Huan’s gains weren’t significant, mostly absorbing some insights regarding spells of the Daoist Realm.
Wanbao City hadn’t been established for long, yet its scale was dozens of times larger than that of Two Realms City.
From the outside, there was no appearance of the city being newly established; the city walls and Protecting Arrays were extremely well-developed.
By the city gate was a huge plaza, surrounded by all kinds of shops.
Above the open space towered four large characters, Heaven-Splitting Plaza.
Even before entering Wanbao City, Ding Huan and his companions could feel its prosperity and liveliness.
Cultivators were coming and going incessantly; Ding Huan estimated that there were fewer people entering the Heaven-Splitting Battlefield here, and more doing business.
After all, no one has come out of the Heaven-Splitting Battlefield up to now, right?
On the left edge of the plaza, there was an earthy yellow road, at least nine yards wide.
Next to the road was a sign that read ’Heaven-Splitting Battlefield.’
The spacious earthy yellow road was nearly empty, signifying that not many people were currently entering the Heaven-Splitting Battlefield.
"Ding Huan, do we go straight there now, or...?" Mo Zheng gestured toward the earthy yellow road.
Ding Huan smiled and said,
"My thought is to go straight in, but now it seems that’s not possible. Look over there."
Ding Huan pointed to an Array notice board outside of Wanbao City.
On the notice, some terms were written, among which the fourth clearly stipulated:
All cultivators from the Daoist Realm above the Primordial Soul Realm must report to the Heaven-Splitting Battlefield Mission Hall before entering.
The cultivation levels of Ding Huan, Hu Wuxin, and Mo Zheng were neither too high nor too low here.
As to how many people like them were in Wanbao City and Heaven-Splitting Plaza, they had no idea.
Logically, the three of them shouldn’t attract any attention.
However, each of them was carrying a large bag, which attracted everyone’s notice.
"You’ve just arrived in Wanbao City, haven’t you? If you are going to the Heaven-Splitting Battlefield in the future, then buying a secret map of it will definitely increase your chances of acquiring treasures."
The moment the three of them entered Wanbao City, a smiling young servant came up to greet them.
"No need, step aside." Mo Zheng waved his hand without hesitation.
The servant didn’t persist and turned to find the next customer.
Mo Zheng said wordlessly:
"These are clearly fake maps, and yet they dare to sell them openly. The management in Wanbao City is indeed poor."
Ding Huan indifferently remarked:
"No, the maps they’re selling should be real."
"How could that be possible? The people who entered the Heaven-Splitting Battlefield, no one has..."
Mo Zheng stopped mid-sentence as if he recalled something and suddenly closed his mouth.
Earlier, Ding Huan had mentioned that bracelets have Monitoring Arrays, meaning every cultivator’s path and the environment they passed through after entering the Heaven-Splitting Battlefield could all be monitored.
So, even if no one could leave the Heaven-Splitting Battlefield alive, some maps of certain areas inside would still get out.
"How dare they?" Mo Zheng was somewhat incredulous.
Selling these maps would surely expose the fact of the Monitoring Arrays, wouldn’t it?
Ding Huan chuckled:
"Normally, these maps would not be for sale. However, it’s clear they’re not united; there are insiders looking to exploit loopholes to make a profit."
Hu Wuxin and Mo Zheng fell silent, knowing Ding Huan was right.
"Should we stay in this Rest Inn for the night before reporting to the Mission Hall?" Mo Zheng pointed to a Rest Inn on the street side.
Ding Huan shook his head:
"Let’s report now; I feel it’ll be harder to get around later."
He had calculated on the road that there would be no problems upon reaching Wanbao City.
If he stayed in Wanbao City for more than a day, however, trouble would arise, mainly because of his backpack.
Some Top Treasures could not be stored in storage rings. Ordinary cultivators might not know, but how many powerful beings were in Wanbao City?
There were heaps of Immortals and also Earth Immortals.
These people would definitely guess why he was carrying a backpack, and even the slightest possibility could attract their covetousness.
The Heaven-Splitting Battlefield Mission Hall was not very crowded. Compared to the bustling Wanbao City and the overcrowded Heaven-Splitting Plaza, the number of people here was somewhat disproportionate.
Logically, the busier a Daoist City, the livelier its Mission Hall should be.
Daoist Cities like Wanbao City, where the streets are bustling but the Mission Hall is desolate, are not abundant.
Upon arriving at the Mission Hall, the first sight was the registration desk for entering the Heaven-Splitting Battlefield.
The registration desk wasn’t attended by a single person.
"Is this the registration for entering the Heaven-Splitting Battlefield?" Hu Wuxin stepped forward and asked.
The young woman at the window responsible for registration glanced at the three, "Yes, are you from the Ascension Realm Sects or Daoist Realm cultivators?"
All three of them understood what this meant; they had already seen it on the notice board outside of the city.
Ascension Realm cultivators need to register which Sect they come from to enter the Heaven-Splitting Battlefield.
If they are not from the Ascension Realm but Daoist Realm cultivators, those above the Primordial Soul Realm just need to register their names and Sects to enter.
"We hail from the Taoist Realm, and our cultivation has all surpassed the Primordial Soul Realm," Hu Wuxin replied.
"What are the names and affiliated sects of you three?" the woman asked again.
"Taoist Cultivation World Sect Alliance Alliance Hierarch Hu Wuxin, Taoist Realm True Essence Tao City City Lord Mo Zheng, Taoist Realm Blue Star Sect Sect Master Ding Huan," Hu Wuxin answered swiftly.
The woman quickly completed the registration, and then asked another question:
"When do you plan to enter the Heaven-Splitting Battlefield?"
Before Hu Wuxin could answer, Ding Huan asked with a hint of confusion,
"Do we have to fix a time? Does registering mean we must enter the Heaven-Splitting Battlefield?"
"It’s not obligatory," the woman said indifferently. "Just give a rough idea of which day you’ll go in, the exact time isn’t necessary."
"Then, in these next two or three days."
After Ding Huan finished speaking, he looked at Hu Wuxin and said, "Old Hu, should we buy some talismans and Medicine Pills later?"
Although Hu Wuxin didn’t fully understand Ding Huan’s intentions, he was seasoned enough to reply almost without hesitation,
"Of course, we need those. I heard that in Wan Bao City there’s a Talisman Pavilion that sells very fine talismans."
"All right, here are your three registration cards."
The woman interrupted Ding Huan and Hu Wuxin’s conversation and tossed out three cards.
Hu Wuxin caught the cards and handed Ding Huan and Mo Zheng their respective ones.
Only then did the trio walk out of the mission hall at a relaxed pace.
"What did you mean just now?" Hu Wuxin asked Ding Huan as soon as they left the mission hall.
He felt that a person like Ding Huan would never speak without reason.
Ding Huan said gravely,
"What I mean is, let’s go to the Heaven-Splitting Battlefield now."
Hu Wuxin was startled, then nodded,
"Alright, let’s head out now."
At the same time Ding Huan and his companions were heading to the Heaven-Splitting Battlefield, Shi Qi Qiu, the director of Changyan Academy, learned of something.
That was the arrival of three strange individuals at Wan Bao City today, each of whom carried a backpack.
To come to Wan Bao City with a backpack was not just odd, but definitely unusual.
Because ordinary mortals simply couldn’t reach Wan Bao City.
Anyone who is not a mortal would have a Storage Bag or a storage ring.
Why would someone with a Storage Magical Treasure carry a backpack?
There was only one explanation: something was too large to fit into a storage ring.
How big was the backpack? A backpack that couldn’t fit into a Storage Magical Treasure?
Even the worst Storage Bags should be able to accommodate one, right? Even the poorest cultivators, who could afford to come to Wan Bao City, should be able to buy a Storage Bag.
So why still carry a backpack? There was another explanation.
That was that the contents of the backpack were subject to rules far superior to those of a Storage Bag or a storage ring, perhaps not even on the same level, and therefore couldn’t fit.
Upon receiving this news, Shi Qi Qiu immediately inquired at the mission hall registration desk.
He then learned that these three individuals were likely to stay in Wan Bao City for two to three days.
Moreover, one of them was someone he was particularly interested in: the Blue Star Sect Sect Master, Ding Huan.
Based on information provided by Qing Yu, this Ding Huan had once obtained a relic of an ancient cave mansion.
Shi Qi Qiu even suspected that the contents of Ding Huan’s backpack were from the relic--since they were too large to fit into a storage ring, they had to be carried on one’s person.
Whether it was true or not, he had no intention of letting Ding Huan slip by.
From the information Shi Qi Qiu had obtained, Ding Huan and his companions were looking to purchase some talismans and Medicine Pills, needing to stay in Wan Bao City for two or three days.
This allowed Shi Qi Qiu to breathe a sigh of relief, but even so, he immediately put aside all other affairs and hurried towards Wan Bao City.
For treasures, one must seize them as soon as possible; missing the opportunity means losing it forever.
Shi Qi Qiu, of course, understood this truth.
...
Leaving the Heaven-Splitting Plaza outside Wan Bao City, there was only one route into the Heaven-Splitting Battlefield—the earthy yellow road.
This road was entirely locked by prohibitions; one couldn’t use spaceships or fly freely, and could only walk.
Ding Huan and his companions walked along the earthy yellow road for almost two hours before arriving outside an Array Gate.
Written on the outside of the Array Gate were four characters: Heaven-Splitting Battlefield.
Was this the entrance to the Heaven-Splitting Battlefield?
The three of them stood at the desolate Array Gate, somewhat puzzled.
There were no cultivators guarding it, just an Array Gate.
The bracelet on their wrists was the key to opening the Array Gate.
"Before reaching the Ascension Realm, I thought there would be a lot of people here. After arriving at Wan Bao City, I knew there wouldn’t be many; it’s indeed the case," Mo Zheng remarked.
"No matter what, let’s enter first,"
Ding Huan reasoned that the longer he stayed outside, the greater the danger.
As they arrived at the entrance of the Array Gate, Ding Huan’s bracelet emitted a beam of light even before he lifted it, and the Array Gate opened.
Ding Huan was the first to walk into the Heaven-Splitting Battlefield.
Seeing Ding Huan enter, Hu Wuxin and Mo Zheng didn’t hesitate and followed suit, each using their bracelets to enter the Array Gate.
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