Not long ago, the soul imprint suddenly flickered a few times, catching Bai Yiyuan’s attention.

"This kid, his mental power seems to have become stronger."

"And it has become significantly stronger!"

"Did he encounter some opportunity?"

As Lin Moyu's mental power grew stronger, the imprint he left in the Hall of Heroic Souls also grew stronger.

Before long, a look of shock appeared on Bai Yiyuan's face.

Lin Moyu's soul imprint was shrouded in a circle of red light.

"Primordial Rune, this kid actually obtained a Primordial Rune."

"It's only been a few days, and he's already had such incredible luck."

Although he said that, his expression had long since betrayed his inner feelings.

The joy on his face could not be concealed at all.

"Kid, what follows is your test; you must hold on."

Bai Yiyuan said, he was currently unable to help and could only guard within the Hall of Heroic Souls.

The Hall of Heroic Souls was usually empty; he sat inside alone, bothering no one.

The door opened, and a white-haired old man walked in.

Although the old man was advanced in age, he was full of vigor and walked with a steady, commanding gait.

Beside the old man followed a Unicorn wrapped in electric light.

The Holy Thunder Unicorn, a one-of-a-kind existence in the entire Shenxia Empire.

Its master, Summoner Mo Xinghai, was like Bai Yiyuan, a God-level powerhouse in the Shenxia Empire.

The only God-level Summoner.

Bai Yiyuan said in surprise, "Old Man Mo, why are you here?"

Summoner Mo Xinghai glanced at him, "What are you doing sitting here?"

Bai Yiyuan said, "My student went to the Ancient Battlefield, so I came here to keep an eye on things. What about you?"

Summoner Mo Xinghai said, "My granddaughter went to the Ancient Battlefield, so I also came here to keep an eye on things."

The two looked at each other and suddenly burst into laughter.

These two were once comrades-in-arms, having fought side by side countless times, so their relationship was naturally good.

Summoner Mo Xinghai sat down beside Bai Yiyuan and asked curiously, "When did you take on a student? How come I didn't know?"

"Not long ago." Bai Yiyuan said while sensing Lin Moyu's soul imprint and talking to Summoner Mo Xinghai.

Summoner Mo Xinghai had also found Mo Yun's soul imprint and, after sensing that all was well, felt relieved. "How is it? Is he doing alright?"

Bai Yiyuan nodded, "Super God potential."

Summoner Mo Xinghai immediately showed a look of shock.

Within the entire human race, there was no one else who could be evaluated like that by Bai Yiyuan.

Bai Yiyuan chuckled, "I heard a couple of days ago that your precious granddaughter successfully completed her profession sublimation. Congratulations."

Summoner Mo Xinghai smiled, "My granddaughter is indeed quite good."

"She is good, but she can't compare to my student." Bai Yiyuan grinned.

"Tch, how capable can your student be? Super God potential? Isn't that a bit too exaggerated?" Summoner Mo Xinghai looked unconvinced.

Mo Yun was already very outstanding, belonging to the top three of her generation.

Now that she had successfully completed her profession sublimation, she could even be ranked first.

If he meant that even she couldn't compare…

Then just how strong must that aptitude be?

"Your granddaughter knows my student; he was even the one who helped her get the soul-refining crystal."

Summoner Mo Xinghai immediately knew who Bai Yiyuan's student was and couldn't help but show a look of surprise.

"You are actually his teacher…"

Lin Moyu moved forward, bearing the red pillar of light.

From time to time, he would cast his newly acquired skill, Toxic Aura.

After consuming a portion of his mental power, he would take a bite of Earth Touch Dragon God's leg meat.

His mental power was always maintained at over eighty percent.

For eight full days, he traveled from the Soul-Eater Bug territory to the central region of the Ancient Battlefield.

Strictly speaking, he had only just stepped into the central region.

According to Ling Yizhan, the central region was far more dangerous than the outer perimeter, and its area was also much larger.

Counting from the moment one steps into the central region, it would take at least another month to reach the true core area.

And the Gods Selection Secret Realm that Lin Moyu was looking for appeared mostly in areas close to the core.

The so-called central region did not have a specific definition.

Whenever you stop seeing monsters below level 50, that is the central region.

The central region was a world belonging to monsters above level 50.

Likewise, the Abyssal Demons and Professionals that could operate here were all at least level 50.

Lin Moyu was definitely an anomaly here.

A level 30 human Professional, without a team, without elders leading him.

Accompanied only by two skeletons, both level 30, whose stats appeared very poor.

He was absolutely considered easy prey here.

The kind that monsters would want to take a bite of the moment they saw him.

With red light shooting into the sky, Lin Moyu was like a massive floodlight, shining wherever he went.

Ling Yizhan was still following behind, trailing hundreds of meters away, not getting close.

It wasn't that Lin Moyu wouldn't let them get close, but rather that it was too dangerous.

After leaving the territory of the Earth Touch Dragon God, only half a day had passed before some short-sighted fools came knocking.

In just a few days, over a hundred Dragon race Professionals had died at Lin Moyu's hands.

From Lin Moyu's perspective, these Dragon race Professionals were very friendly, taking the initiative to deliver equipment, military merits, and experience.

His military merits had already reached 200,000.

During these few days, human Professionals had also come over.

They made contact with Lin Moyu.

Some offered to protect Lin Moyu, but were all refused by him.

Just like how he had refused Ling Yizhan that day.

These people didn't pester him either and left quickly.

Upon seeing Ling Yizhan and the others behind Lin Moyu, they each wore an expression of sudden realization.

They assumed that Ling Yizhan and the others were protecting Lin Moyu.

Some even gave a thumbs up to Ling Yizhan and the others.

This instead left Ling Yizhan feeling both amused and frustrated.

Who was protecting whom, exactly? He really wanted to shout, "You've got it backward!"

After arriving at the central region, Ling Yizhan did not continue to follow.

This place was not safe for them either; they usually operated in the peripheral areas and rarely came here.

In just a few days, battle after battle had caused a thick, murderous aura to emanate from Lin Moyu.

Here, it was different from the Dungeon.

In the Dungeon, there were only monsters, but here, besides monsters, there were Dragon race monsters and Abyssal Demons.

They had intelligence, would launch sneak attacks, and would coordinate; the feeling of killing them was completely different.

This was true slaughter, and the killing intent had also accumulated through each battle.

Lin Moyu gazed into the distance.

Ling Yizhan told him that was the direction of the core of the upper space of the Ancient Battlefield.

Now, Lin Moyu had learned how to determine the direction.

Follow the light.

The light in the sky indicated the direction.

The light flowed out from the core; just walk against it.

Very simple.

There were no east, west, south, or north here; there was only one core.

"I've waited for so many days; are they still not coming?"

"There are only two days left; time is running out."

Lin Moyu whispered to himself.

Over four days, waves of Dragon race Professionals had come.

Only a few scattered Abyssal Demons had come.

Were there few Abyssal Demons?

Lin Moyu did not think so.

In the Ancient Battlefield, the number of Abyssal Demons was, if anything, greater than that of other races.

Since they hadn't come, there was only one possibility: they were waiting for an opportunity.

Lin Moyu was also waiting, waiting for his military merits to be delivered to his doorstep.

He believed that the Abyssal Demons would definitely come.

That succubus who escaped would certainly not let it go just like that.

How attractive the Primordial Rune was…

Before the thought had even settled, suddenly a beam of light shot straight into the sky.

A red light, exactly the same as his, appeared abruptly.

"Primordial Rune!"

Lin Moyu was slightly taken aback.

Someone else had obtained a Primordial Rune.

Then, that red light moved rapidly.

The owner of the red light was not on the ground, but flying in the air.

Riding a snow-white Unicorn, the entire body exuding a holy radiance, trailing a long line.

Red light shooting to the sky, combined with holy white light.

It was no longer just a matter of being conspicuous; it was a true giant lightbulb.

Much brighter than his own.

"It's her!"

Lin Moyu was slightly stunned; it was actually Mo Yun.