Fan Wubing immediately stepped forward, injecting a strand of Qi mechanism into the Profound Platform.

The moment the Qi mechanism merged into the Profound Platform, it immediately traced its origins, flowing upstream, reaching its main body. Instantly, he sensed that deep within this Suspended City, in a building in the command camp, there was an identical Profound Platform as big as a palace.

In a flash, Fan Wubing gained all the information from that Profound Platform.

It’s equivalent to an intelligence repository, storing all the intelligence of this Fallen Immortal Land and the Suspended City within.

Fan Wubing was most concerned about the situation of the True Demons in the Fallen Immortal Land. Their habits, abilities, distribution, and other pieces of information were all mastered.

Looking at the densely packed information resembling stars, he thought, "This will save me a lot of time."

At this moment, his aptitude test results were also out. The school official said expressionlessly, "Battle Camp," and then issued him a token engraved with a sword and knife symbol.

The boys and girls who accompanied him cast sympathetic glances at him, and then made a silent wish in their hearts that they wouldn’t end up in the Battle Camp.

Fan Wubing held the token in his hand, immediately sensing the prohibition runes similar to those on the Profound Wall. It didn’t take him long to master all the runes within.

The reason for following such a process was for two things,

First, the qualification to cross the Profound Wall and enter the Fallen Immortal Land,

Second, the intelligence on the True Demons in the Fallen Immortal Land.

Now, he had obtained both.

Fan Wubing didn’t continue to waste time standing here, listening to the sighs of those poor creatures forcibly conscripted.

He quietly left the training field, stepping to the base of the giant Profound Wall. The heavy, imposing, magnificent aura poured down from above, showcasing the grandeur of the power that forged this Profound Wall. What intrigued him more was the Cosmic Power interwoven within, a force condensed from the Supreme Innate Dao and Cosmic Dao, capable of easily dividing space.

He tried to borrow this Cosmic Power to participate in the Cosmic Dao, but it was not feasible.

"It seems that comprehending the Supreme Dao requires special conditions."

He had two Supreme Daos.

First is the Circulation Dao; second is the Life Dao.

The Circulation Dao was fully comprehended by riding the Dragon of Destiny of Great Li and traversing the starry rivers of unknown vastness;

The Life Dao, on the other hand, was realized by witnessing the proliferation, inheritance, and rise and fall of countless lives across the long river of time, over millions of years. Meanwhile, Fu Manman, who experienced the same long years as him, comprehended the Eternal Dao, but it also required the presence of the Three-legged Golden Crow to succeed.

Both were not easy.

"I wonder how Senior Sister Gu Lan comprehended the Evolutionary Dao... I should find a chance to learn from her. And Man’Er’s Eternal Dao..." He had never had the time to properly communicate with Fu Manman about what the Eternal Dao really was.

Collecting his thoughts, Fan Wubing suppressed his Qi mechanism and condensed the prohibition runes extracted from the soldier-status token, merging them into the high wall’s prohibitions. Layer upon layer of prohibitions were dispelled like melting ice and snow.

Fan Wubing stepped into it, passing through the mountain-thick Profound Wall.

On the other side of the wall, it was a frosty world.

In the vast Suspended Cloud Forest, wintry frost was everywhere. The clouds in the sky were covered with frost crystals, reflecting clear brilliance under the sunlight. Just by looking at the scenery, it was beautiful and dreamy. But the Qi mechanism floating in this world was chaotic and disordered, like the Eternal Night Snow Mountain back then, where Qi couldn’t flow and the Dao didn’t work. Battle wagons filled with little soldiers and supply wagons loaded with materials rumbled along the frost-covered wheel tracks toward the sunlit distance.

This appeared to be full of enchanting fantasy. Yet in that sunlit place, there surged paths of bloody patterns. Those were the traces of Ying Huo, now falling into this Fallen Immortal Land, unifying with the world’s obsessions, transforming into twisted, powerful True Demons.

A feeling of restlessness surged from the depths of the Fallen Immortal Land.

Just standing for a moment, a layer of frost formed on Fan Wubing’s hair.

"Peach Blossoms, can you sense your Sword Intent?" he asked.

Peach Blossoms emerged from his forehead, bloodlines within the swordbody vibrating like harp strings. Moments later, it nodded its sword tip, indicating affirmation.

Fan Wubing squinted, "Judging by this state, it should be ’Frost Descent’."

One of the twenty-four solar terms, Frost Descent.

He couldn’t quite understand why a demonic sword’s Sword Intent would be named after the twenty-four solar terms symbolizing a busy harvest season.

A move of Dragon Walk, directly drawing into the depths of the Dragon Observation Platform within the Fallen Immortal Land.

Suspended in mid-air, overlooking the frontline battlefield from a Creator’s perspective, True Demons of various forms, like a giant winding blood-colored rune dragon, continually advanced towards the direction of the Profound Wall. Some were as large as mountains, others as small as ants. Their forms encompassed all life forms that had existed in this world, including many humanoid shapes.

They possessed no intelligence, following instinctual, simple life behaviors. It seemed their sole will was to break through the dark high wall, venturing into the vast world. With Ying Huo’s bloody patterns as their bodies, and the world’s obsessions as their soul spirits.

Fan Wubing previously contemplated why low-level cultivators like those in Golden Core, Nascent Soul, Fetal Movement, and Distraction realms must be deployed to the battlefield. Could the power they exhibit match even a Mahayana or Tribulation Immortal’s single thought?

Now, seeing this battlefield, he understood.

The power of True Demons stems from the obsessions of all creatures. Any obsession could transform into a True Demon. Among these, the obsession to become an immortal was the most, occupying the majority. The stronger one’s cultivation, the stronger their obsession to become an immortal. If a Tribulation Immortal joined the battlefield, a True Demon of Tribulation Immortal level would be born immediately, potentially more than one.