Lin Moyu knew that he had sent his subordinates to scout ahead.

The entire process was silent, without a single sound, and a moment later.

Those ten Divine Talisman Army soldiers returned, bringing back information from the front; the battle ahead was nearing its end.

The Bloody Legion had been mostly wiped out, and Yan Bei was battling a Bloody Rat Monster that could manipulate fire, identical to the one in the tomb passage.

It was only missing a chain; it was no match for Yan Bei, and being slain was only a matter of time.

Lin Moyu remembered that in the murals, this fire-type Bloody Rat Monster.

Had once unleashed flames that filled the sky, burning through the Divine Talisman Army's battle formation and killing at least several thousand Divine Talisman Army soldiers.

After receiving the intelligence from the front, the Fifth-Rank General looked at Lin Moyu again, though his gaze was hidden behind his armor.

Lin Moyu could feel that his gaze was somewhat complex, so Lin Moyu gave him a military salute.

This military salute contained multiple meanings, telling him that the Bloody Legion had been annihilated.

His Divine Talisman Army was safe, and this battle had been won; the mission focused on results.

As long as the result was a victory, the process did not matter, and Lin Moyu believed.

The other party could understand his meaning. Sure enough, after the salute.

The obsession on the other party rapidly dissipated. Lin Moyu breathed a sigh of relief; the mission was considered complete.

In fact, the hardest part of missions in the Ancient Battlefield was not completing them, but discerning their true purpose.

Much of the information required one to think and explore, and fortunately, this was his strong suit.

It was no wonder that the Demon race, who were not adept at thinking, found it difficult to even join the Divine Talisman Army.

Chapter 3150: Dao Lord Wentian.

The Demon race was indeed not adept at thinking. The Fifth-Rank General raised his war saber again, pointing at Lin Moyu's seal.

The seal began to rotate slowly, then grew slightly larger, and the character "7" on it changed to "6".

Lin Moyu received an additional reward, becoming a Sixth-Rank General. Then, he pointed his war saber at the mountain again.

With a single slash, the mountain was sliced off amidst a roaring sound, revealing a large flat area.

It was exactly the same as the flat area where the tomb had been. So, this mountain had been leveled by the Fifth-Rank General himself.

That made sense; if the Bloody Legion had done it, the entire mountain would have been blasted into dust.

It wouldn't have been so smooth. Inside the leveled mountain, there was a huge space.

The Divine Talisman Army had been inside it previously; a formation had been set up in the mountain to conceal the Divine Talisman Army's aura.

Unfortunately, it couldn't evade those special small rat monsters of the Bloody Legion and would still be found.

Now that the Bloody Legion had been annihilated, this mountain serving as a temporary military camp was no longer needed, so the Fifth-Rank General leveled the mountain with one slash.

With a point of his great saber, five dao crystals flew out from within the mountain and directly toward Lin Moyu.

These five dao crystals were also part of the extra reward. Lin Moyu was not polite at all and accepted them all.

The Fifth-Rank General returned to his army and paid no more attention to Lin Moyu. Lin Moyu could feel.

The obsession on him was dissipating, and the unwillingness that filled the space between heaven and earth was fading.

A moment later, the great battle ended, and the Dragon Cavalry Legion returned.

Yan Bei brought back the spoils of war: six dao crystals, plus the five just obtained.

Lin Moyu now had thirty dao crystals in his hands; the effect of each dao crystal could last for a year.

Thirty dao crystals were not enough to make him advance a realm. For him.

The quantity was far from enough. Lin Moyu planned that after this mission ended.

When looking for the next mission, he would continue to hunt War Beasts on the way to obtain dao crystals.

Now, thirty-six dao crystals would allow him to quickly promote to the Dao Venerable 4th Realm, but afterward, the speed of condensing Dao Patterns would become slower and slower.

The demand for dao crystals would naturally increase. The great battle had completely ended, and the Fifth-Rank General led the entire Divine Talisman Army.

He gave a military salute to Lin Moyu, seemingly expressing gratitude, and Lin Moyu returned the salute.

At this moment, the Secret Realm space began to vibrate, and the entire Secret Realm was shaking.

Lin Moyu felt that this Secret Realm was disintegrating—not collapsing, but slowly falling apart.

Turning into dust, the Fifth-Rank General's obsession and unwillingness vanished; naturally, this Secret Realm no longer had any reason to exist.

For him, this battle had finally come to a complete end after countless years.

The Secret Realm disintegrated silently, turning into dust and disappearing.

Lin Moyu's feet touched solid ground, and he discovered he had returned to the stone chamber. This mission was completely over. Lin Moyu let out a breath.

He felt a bit wistful. Although even now, he did not know why the reinforcements had arrived so late back then.

Why that general had been so unwilling and filled with obsession had become unknown.

But it was no longer important. Everything from the past had ended. Even if he knew the reason.

It was already dusty history. What was most practical now was the upcoming mission reward.

A few seconds later, a ray of rosy light appeared out of thin air in the stone chamber. The reward had come!

"This time I should be able to promote to the Fifth Rank, right?" Lin Moyu thought to himself, after all, he had over-completed the mission.

He couldn't find any fault with it, but the next second, Lin Moyu felt something strange.

This time, the rosy light did not envelop him but landed in an empty space, and the general's seal on his body did not react at all.

Suddenly, a hoarse sigh rang out. "How many years has it been?"

"Finally, someone has reached the Sixth Rank again." The suddenly sounding voice made Lin Moyu somewhat surprised.

The creator of the Ancient Battlefield was also the one who established the rules, having set strict regulations.

In the Ancient Battlefield, the only ones who could make sounds were outsiders.

Within the Ancient Battlefield, whether it was the evolved Divine Talisman Army or the Bloody Legion.

Including the War Beasts, none of them could make any sound. So, the person who could break the rules.

Besides outsiders like himself, could only be the creator of the rules. However.

In this stone chamber, there were no other outsiders, and he said.

"How many years has it been?" Adding these four words, Lin Moyu judged.

He should be the creator of the Ancient Battlefield, that powerful existence who was at least in the Great Dao Realm. However.

Lin Moyu did not know if the other party was alive or had long since died.

He did not use the Eye of the Undead to look; that would be disrespectful to a powerhouse. Along with the voice.

A middle-aged man appeared within the rosy light. The middle-aged man was very strong, exuding a terrifying aura.

Lin Moyu felt he was more powerful than the Three Ancestors and the Demon Emperor, seemingly similar to Elder Whale of the Sea race, but this was just a feeling.

It couldn't be taken as truth, but he could be certain that the other party was indeed in the Great Dao Realm.

At the same time, Lin Moyu had another feeling: this senior, despite looking like a middle-aged man.

Had a feeling of being at the twilight of his life. Theoretically, the lifespan of the Great Dao Realm was infinite. He didn't know why.

He had this feeling. Lin Moyu saluted the middle-aged man. "Human race, Lin Moyu."

"Greetings, Senior." The middle-aged man revealed a smile. "Not bad, little one."

"Your fortune is strong. It seems the human race has successors." Lin Moyu said.

"Senior, you flatter me. This junior does not deserve such praise." The middle-aged man shook his head.

"I rarely praise others. You, little one, are worthy of praise."

As he spoke, he tapped his finger lightly. The general's seal at Lin Moyu's waist flew out automatically and landed in his hand.

The seal shone brightly in his hand. The middle-aged man's eyes were slightly closed, seemingly receiving information.

Lin Moyu did not know what he was receiving, but during this process, his expression changed several times.

A look of shock was clearly revealed in his eyes, and his gaze toward Lin Moyu became different from before.

Lin Moyu's heart skipped a beat. What exactly did he see? What was inside the seal?

During the whole process, the seal had been hanging at his waist and hadn't been put away.

If the seal had a recording function, his every move had very likely been recorded.

His actions didn't matter, but the key was his Origin Technique. If the Origin Technique was discovered.

Would this existence in the Great Dao Realm before him be detrimental to him? After all, everyone wanted to obtain an Origin Technique.

This was truly a good thing. Lin Moyu began to be vigilant in his heart, but he dared not show the slightest expression on his face.

No matter what he thought in his heart, his expression did not change at all. If the other party really wanted to be detrimental to him.

Even if it was the Great Dao Realm, he would fight to the death. A moment later.

The middle-aged man turned his attention back to Lin Moyu and revealed a smile. "Little friend, you don't need to be nervous."

"Little friend, being able to obtain an Origin Technique is your good fortune. If your good fortune is insufficient."

"And your luck is not enough, yet you delusionally try to obtain an Origin Technique, that is seeking death."

"I still want to live for a while longer, and I don't want to seek death for the time being." His words.

Made Lin Moyu feel slightly relieved, but he was not completely at ease. Lin Moyu, with some respect.

"Senior is in the Great Dao Realm, naturally you can still live for boundless years." The middle-aged man shook his head.

"Hard to say. The immortality of the Great Dao Realm is immortality without any accidents."

"If there are accidents, those in the Great Dao Realm will die just the same, just like me."

"I almost died back then. I wonder, little friend, if you are willing to listen to this old fellow."

"Ramble about some old stories?" Lin Moyu was delighted. "This junior would be honored."

"I am all ears." The middle-aged man chuckled. "My name is Dao Lord Wentian."

"Known as Dao Lord Wentian."

Chapter 3151: Can Dao Lords Die?

Dao Lord Wentian told his own story.

Lin Moyu listened very carefully, not missing a single word, firmly remembering it in his heart. Although what he told was just a story.

Sometimes, one could analyze a lot of other information from between the lines.

Such existences often spoke seven parts and hid three. From the mouth of Dao Lord Wentian.

Lin Moyu heard a story buried in history: once, the Blood Rat Realm invaded, and the Divine Talisman Army met them in battle.

This great battle was fought from outside the realm to inside, from beyond the heavens to the Origin Continent; the war was incredibly intense.

It shattered the galaxy and caused the earth to collapse. In the end.

The Divine Talisman Army ended with a pyrrhic victory. In that great battle, just the Ninth Realm of Dao Venerable powerhouses.

There were over ten thousand casualties, and dozens of Great Dao Realm powerhouses died.

What he had experienced in the Ancient Battlefield Secret Treasury was just the tip of the iceberg of the entire great battle. In fact, the truly most tragic battlefield.

Was not in the Origin Continent, but beyond the heavens, within the Great Dao.

Lin Moyu felt the cruelty of that great battle back then. To be able to fight until the Great Dao shattered and even so many Great Dao Realm powerhouses fell.

This was an unimaginable scene. Lin Moyu said, "No matter how arduous the process was."

"Fortunately, we still won in the end." Dao Lord Wentian's eyes held contemplation. "Yes."

"We still won in the end, but there is no need for 'fortunately'. From the very beginning of the war."

"We knew we would inevitably win. The result was determined long ago. Compared to the Origin Continent."