When the next day arrived, Cecil saw off all of the cultivators as they plunged into the dangerous battlefield that lay ahead of them outside of the safe confines of their protective outpost.
Before leaving, Cecil had given each and every one of the young cultivators a talisman that held a Teleportation spell that would send them directly back to the outpost if they were to activate it.
It would also automatically activate if their vital signs dropped below a certain degree so this would keep their lives safe if they were to get into a potentially fatal and very dangerous situation.
“Well, there they go…” Cecil said as he watched alongside the other elders as the young cultivators made their way into the battlefield ahead of them.
They had no positive information about the exact wherea
