"Hmm?" Fang Lin looked up, only to see the tunnel opened by the woman in the black dress when she escaped underground was disappearing at a visible speed. The soil and rocks were fusing back together, leaving no trace of her underground passage.
In this way, Fang Lin and the woman in the black dress were pletely enclosed beneath the earth. If someone were to pass over from above, they wouldn’t be able to discover those hidden underground.
"There’s a strange formation here, as if someone intentionally hid this ancient battlefield. Unless one specifically sneaks underground to search, there’s no way they’d discover this ancient battlefield," the woman in the black dress explained.
Fang Lin nodded, feeling more at ease after confirming that this was indeed an ancient battlefield.
"I’ve brought you here, now it’s time to give me the antidote," the woman in the black dress reached out to Fang Lin and said.
Fang Lin glanced at her and said, "You’ll get the antidote, but I can’t let you go."
The woman in the black dress couldn’t help but get agitated upon hearing this, "You’re breaking your word?"
Fang Lin sneered, "Breaking my word? When did I promise to let you go? I only promised to give you the antidote."
The woman in the black dress was furious, glaring at Fang Lin with eyes that could kill, but Fang Lin was indifferent. After all, a glare doesn’t cost any flesh.
No matter what the woman in the black dress said, Fang Lin wouldn’t let her go. Firstly, she’s not a good person, who knows what trouble she’d cause if released.
Secondly, they’re currently in ancient times, not belonging to this era. If the woman in the black dress did something to alter the predetermined future, the consequences would be enormous.
Therefore, to ensure the woman in the black dress doesn’t affect future changes, Fang Lin wouldn’t let her go. If he does, it would only be once they return to later times.
Of course, in Fang Lin’s mind, since the woman has immortal cultivation, it’s better to subdue her and recruit her, adding a formidable ally.
"Let me be clear, we’re both in ancient times now, and everything we do could affect later times. So you must stay obediently by my side, and soon I’ll return to later times. You should e back with me," Fang Lin said coldly, clarifying the situation.
The woman in the black dress frowned hearing this, understanding Fang Lin’s point.
"You mentioned returning to later times soon? How do you plan to go back?" the woman in the black dress asked, grabbing the key point.
Fang Lin casually replied, "You’ll know when the time es. It’s useless telling you now, but since I can e back to this era, naturally I have a way to return."
The woman in the black dress was bewildered, still unable to adapt to having returned to the past. The notion is unsettling and incredible, seemingly impossible.
Yet it did happen. Everything she’d seen earlier, including the Pill Saint Palace, was so real. Only then did she believe she’d returned to a past era.
As an immortal, the woman prided herself on her martial arts mastery, but concerning time, she was entirely baffled.
"In short, before I return to later times, just behave yourself. pared to the Cow Riding Old Taoist, you’re considered free now," Fang Lin remarked irritably.
Hearing mention of the Cow Riding Old Taoist, the woman in the black dress instinctively pared herself. Though under Fang Lin’s control, at least she’d regained her physical form. pared to the Cow Riding Old Taoist, suppressed in the Beast Bag with only a head remaining, she was indeed better off.
But this didn’t alter the woman’s resentment towards Fang Lin. More than anything, it was resignation and a concession to Fang Lin’s formidable power.
Fang Lin was confident if the woman got an opportunity, she’d attack him without hesitation.
Feeling pain within again, the woman in the black dress urged, "Give me the antidote!"
In this regard, Fang Lin wasn’t dishonest. He retrieved a green pill from the Nine Palace Bag, which the woman swiftly grasped and swallowed.
As the pill took effect, in just a few breaths, the internal pain vanished.
She sighed deeply, until now unsettled by the toxic pill, her heart was never at peace, deeply unfortable.
Fang Lin suddenly remarked, "Aren’t you worried that what I gave you might be another toxic pill?"
With those words, the woman in the black dress’s newly relaxed expression turned tense and dark again, abruptly looking at Fang Lin with the urge to fight.
But Fang Lin paid little attention, continuing to walk toward the distant ancient battlefield.
The woman in the black dress stood, fists clenched in hesitation, ultimately refraining from leaving.
She thought about it but knew she couldn’t escape Fang Lin’s grasp unless her power surpassed his; running was useless.
Moreover, Fang Lin’s words on the pill made her doubtful and apprehensive; was it truly the antidote she took? Could it possibly be another toxic pill?
If it were a toxic pill, and she left, wouldn’t she just be awaiting death?
Thus, the woman didn’t dare flee, unwilling to gamble her life.
Among many corpses, Fang Lin walked, looking at the pletely decayed remains, feeling melancholic.
The remains included demon beasts, humans, and some bizarre creatures, he couldn’t discern their original form.
The ancient wilderness was the darkest, bloodiest era, with powerful demon beasts everywhere. For a long time, humans were merely prey for beasts, so weak and unable to determine their fate.
Gradually, humans learned to harness their power, cultivating inner strength and spirit sources, forming the martial arts’ prototype.
Records of the ancient wilderness are scarce, as most humans hadn’t evolved, focusing mainly on survival rather than other matters.
Xuanyuan Ya emerged from the ancient wilderness, the first to bee a Martial Lord, the first Martial Lord of the human clan.
Fang Lin knew little of the ancient wilderness, only vividly recalling the tale of the ancient magic tree causing havoc, ultimately slain by an ancient warrior with an ancient spear.
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