Chu Lin was thoroughly impressed by this invisible and eerie scroll. Creating a scroll so astonishing is definitely no simple task; surely it requires considerable manpower and resources. The scenes depicted on the scroll give a complete feeling of being there in person.
"Qingshuang, are you surprised to see these scenes? Are you worried about the identity and final outcome of the middle-aged man? Come to the Divine Battlefield, and I will answer all the questions in your heart." A hoarse and ancient voice said at this moment.
This voice also comes from the scroll. Chu Lin did not speak and instead quietly watched this magical scroll. This is certainly a trace of Divine Sense left by that Lonely Demon Venerable guy, which shows his extraordinary nature.
After a while, the scene appeared again, but it was no longer the previous environment. It was the Canglan Ancient Land, which Chu Lin Feng was very familiar with, as he saw the grand hall of the Holy Sword Sect inside.
