The battle between Lin Yun and the demonic corpses had caused considerable commotion, and the radiance of the Sovereign Saint Artifact attracted many people’s attention. As thunderclouds rumbled, bolts of lightning streaked across the horizon, simultaneously making everyone feel afraid and excited.

“What’s going on?”

“What a terrifying pressure. Is this a sign that a treasure is about to be born?”

“That saint artifact’s power is too terrifying. I’ve never seen something like that in the Ancient Barren Battlefield!” All the experts who had gathered on the mountain looked at the summit with curiosity and grave expressions. Their eyes were flickering, and they were curious about what had happened at the mountain's summit.

After all, anyone who could make it here wasn’t weak, and most of them were at the pinnacle third-pulse Dragon Pulse Realm. There were even some at the fourth-pulse Dragon Pulse Realm. Just when everyone felt uncertain, a figure flew past their heads like a dazzling sun.

“Someone’s here!” Everyone exclaimed...