"Boy, do not get too happy too soon."
Seeing the fervent light in Li Yun's eyes, the old man suddenly snorted coldly and said, "This ancient battlefield is not so easy to traverse."
"Here, after some powerful individuals fell, their wills did not completely dissipate. Instead, those remaining wills transformed into specters. Although their strength is less than one percent of what they possessed while alive, they still pose a great threat to little fellows like you who have not yet surpassed the Mortal Core Realm. Do not end up losing your life to a specter before gaining any opportunity."
"Alright. I have said what needed to be said. From this point onward, whether you live or die will depend on your own fortune."
As soon as his voice fell, the old man's phantom vanished.
Li Yun was not surprised by this.
