Ambrose did not bother about the other cultivators as they were minding their own business after all. They were capturing their beast while Ambrose would capture his own.

Ambrose could not suppress the urgency in his heart and quickly went exploring into the ancient battlefield.

However, he was on the battlefield for almost an hour, yet did not even see a single enchanted beast. The enchanted beasts were perhaps frightened and hiding since there were too many cultivators around.

The entire ancient battlefield was in ruins with broken walls and tiles everywhere on top of scattered broken old weapons. Due to age, most of these weapons had decayed beyond recognition and were completely unusable.

Other than those, Ambrose did not see a single enchanted beast.

Ambrose prepared to search for a place to rest and continue his quest the next day upon noticing how dark it was getting.

‘What’s that?’

Right at that moment, Ambrose was stunned when he saw a crack on the mountainside not far