Pablo’s poisonous pill was indeed formidable. It took Jared nearly half a day to help Feenix expel the


    poison from her body.


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    Fortunately, Catina was guarding outside, providing some relief for Jared. As a Seventh Level


    Tribtor cultivator, Catina could easily handle any ordinary cultivator.


    “Where do we go now? The Celestial Battlefield might close in a few days,” Catina asked when Jared


    emerged with Feenix.


    “Let’s take it step by step. While the Celestial Battlefield offers many opportunities, it also poses


    significant dangers. Let’s rely on luck,” Jared replied.


    Jared’s optimism about discovering treasures in the Celestial Battlefield had dwindled. The vastness of


    the battlefield made searching for magical items akin to finding a needle in a haystack.


    Moreover, he already had the spirit beast egg in his possession. Though unaware of the creature


    within, Jared was confident it wasn’t an ordinary beast.


    “Sure. Let’s just walk around.” Catina nodded.


    This time, entering the Celestial Battlefield had allowed her to merge her bloodline with Jared’s,


    significantly boosting her bloodline. It was a benefit she considered well worth it. Whether they found


    magical items or not was no longer a top priority.


    To Catina, Jared represented the most precious treasure. If she could persist in fusing her bloodline


    with Jared’s and give birth to his child, her lineage would thrive.


    Yet, she acknowledged this as mere wishful thinking. Once they departed from the Celestial Battlefield,


    Jared would have no reason to keep her around or sumb to any threats.


    Catina understood that Jared didn’tck women and wouldn’t invest emotions or efforts in her. The


    three of them wandered around aimlessly. Meanwhile, not far from their location, the members of the


    Nesser family were exploring a mountain range.


    “Elder Nesser, how can you tell that there might be magical items here?” Cameron asked, puzzled.


    “It’s just a feeling,” Skr replied with a serious expression. Not daring to probe further, Cameron


    silently followed behind him.


    Suddenly, a massive underground crack appeared in front of them, resembling a fissure created by an


    immortal using a sword.


    The crack extended for hundreds of miles. It was shrouded in an ominous ck mist as if it were a


    gaping mouth waiting to devour everything.


    Facing this immense crevice, the members of the Nesser family felt a chill run down their spines. On


    the other hand, Skr gazed at the seemingly bottomless abyss with a hint of excitement in his eyes.


    “Send a few people down to explore. There must be treasures within this crevice,” he ordered.


    “Elder Nesser, this ce exudes a sinister aura. It might be filled with Demonic Cultivators. Entering


    could be dangerous,” Cameron said softly, sensing the eerie vibes emanating from the crack.


    “Whatever it may be, our purpose here is to seek treasures. This is the Celestial Battlefield. Even if this


    is the Demonic Cultivators’ domain, should we withdraw just because of that?” Skr spoke, his


    expression turning dark.


    Unable to refute, Cameron reluctantly dispatched two individuals to venture into the crevice. Skr and


    the rest followed closely, jumping into the abyss.


    It was dark, making it impossible to see anything.


    As they descended, the only sound they heard was the whistling wind. In such an environment,


    endurance became a critical factor. Cameron continuously extended his spiritual sense, maintaining


    contact with the two explorers ahead.


    If something were to happen to them, he could take action at once.


    Suddenly, two clear sounds reverberated in the distance. Upon hearing them, Cameron was


    momentarily surprised, but he quickly discerned their origin.


    Hastily, he cautioned, “Everyone, stay vignt. We’ve reached the bottom.”