Yang warriors entered the transfer formation one by one, and disappeared after a bunch of dazzling light.
Beside the Transfer Formation, there was a crowd of thousands of warriors, whose realms varied, but they all looked in high spirits. They were quite confident.
Yang Lao and Mo Duanhun stared at Shi Yan with meaningful eyes.
Pointing at himself, Shi Yan was rather confused, "To do with me?"
"There are many rare secret treasures of elite experts from the ancient times on the Chasm Battlefield." Mo Duanhun nodded, "In the Endless Sea, many experts have gone to the Chasm Battlefield and never came back. They just disappeared. Among them, there was one called Tie Long, a very famous Sacred Realm blacksmith. Thousands of years ago, his skill was known across the Endless Sea, and his works were invaluable."
"He died on the battle field?" Shi Yan frowned.