158: Chapter 158 Cangxuan Tremors

Outside the Fallen Immortal Secret Realm, at the encampments of the major Sects.

The flow of Spiritual Qi between heaven and earth became turbulent, and ripples visible to the naked eye rose in the originally calm space.

A group of Sect Elders, led by the Taixu Holy Lord and the Heaven Sword Sect Master, all stood before that white gate of light, their gazes locked tight and unmoving.

Their Divine Senses had long since extended, attempting to penetrate that layer of spatial barrier to spy on the situation inside the Secret Realm.

But it was useless.

The spatial Law of the Secret Realm was too unique; any external investigation would be isolated outside.

But just now, everyone felt it.

That heart-palpitating aura of destruction coming from the depths of the Secret Realm.

That aura was too terrifying; even across the spatial barrier, it still caused these great Nascent Soul Stage and Soul Transformation Stage Cultivators to feel waves of unease.

"Something big has happened inside the Secret Realm."

The Taixu Holy Lord's voice was low, and his fingers trembled slightly—a physiological reaction caused by excessive tension.

His Disciple, Mo Wentian, was still inside.

That was the future hope of the Taixu Sect, a Prodigy he had personally nurtured.

If anything happened to Mo Wentian...

The Taixu Holy Lord didn't dare think further.

"Buzz—!"

Suddenly, that white spatial gate fluctuated violently.

In the next moment, figures rushed out of the gate of light, one after another, in a wretched state with tattered clothes and faces filled with the terror of having survived a disaster.

"They're out!"

"Quick! Go and receive our Disciples!"

The Elders of the major Sects immediately went into action, their figures flickering as they rushed toward the Disciples who had just escaped.

However, when they saw clearly the number of Disciples rushing out, everyone's expression changed.

Too few.

When they entered, there were nearly a thousand prodigies from various Sects in a grand procession.

But now, with a rough count, there wasn't even half the number coming out.

What did this mean?

It meant that at least half of the geniuses were forever buried within that Secret Realm.

What a tragic loss!

One must know that those able to enter the Fallen Immortal Secret Realm were all prodigies carefully selected by each Sect; every one of them was the future of their Sect.

But now, half of these futures were gone.

"Wentian!"

The Taixu Holy Lord's figure flashed, appearing instantly beside Mo Wentian, his majestic spiritual power surging out to steady Mo Wentian's swaying body.

"Gujian!"

The Heaven Sword Sect Master also appeared beside Lin Gujian to support him.

Elders from other Sects also found their own Disciples one after another, using spiritual power to heal their wounds.

"What exactly happened inside? Why is it so tragic?"

The Taixu Holy Lord's voice carried a hint of urgency and solemnity.

Mo Wentian took a deep breath, calming his churning blood and Qi.

His gaze swept across the surroundings, seeing Xiao Fan, Liu Ruyan, Lin Gujian, and the others also surrounded by their respective Sect Elders.

Their gazes met in the air, each understanding the other's meaning.

Some things could not be said.

Or rather, they could not be told exactly as they happened.

Regarding Senior Su's true identity and cultivation, it was the greatest secret in their hearts.

That Senior's terror had already exceeded their understanding.

If they spoke of the Senior's true situation, it would likely cause unnecessary trouble.

More importantly, the Senior had already returned to the Upper Realm; they, as Mortals, had no right to discuss the deeds of a True Immortal.

Thus, Mo Wentian organized his thoughts and, leaving out the beginning and end, selectively spoke of what had happened in the Secret Realm.

He did not mention Su Changge's name, nor did he describe his specific appearance, only using "that Senior" as a designation.

"In the depths of the Secret Realm, we encountered the remnant soul of a Great Ascension Stage Old Monster who had been eroded by demonic intent."

Mo Wentian's voice was calm, but the words he spoke caused the expressions of all the Elders present to change drastically.

"A Great Ascension Stage Old Monster?!"

"How is that possible? How could there be the remnant soul of a Great Ascension Stage Old Monster in the Fallen Immortal Secret Realm?"

"This... this is impossible!"

The Elders of all the major Sects were shocked.

The Mahayana Stage—what a terrifying existence was that?

In the entire Eastern Wasteland, Mahayana Stage Cultivators were legendary figures, each one standing at the very peak of the cultivation world.

And a remnant soul of a Great Ascension Stage Old Monster, even if only a wisp remained, would be enough to sweep through the entire Fallen Immortal Secret Realm.

"That old monster wanted to possess someone for Rebirth; all of us combined were not a match for a single blow from him."

Mo Wentian continued, "His demonic intent was too powerful; just his aura alone made us unable to move."

"We thought we were certainly going to die this time."

"But at that moment, that Senior took action."

A look of deep awe appeared on Mo Wentian's face.

"That Senior... he just took one look, and the remnant soul of that Great Ascension Stage Old Monster collapsed."

"What?!"

"Just one look?!"

"This... how is this possible?"

The sound of people gasping for air echoed throughout the area.

All the Elders were stunned by this news.

Just one look caused the remnant soul of a Great Ascension Stage Old Monster to collapse?

What kind of terrifying cultivation was this?

Great Emperor? Dao Enlightenment? Or... the legendary Feathered True Monarch?

No, even a Feathered Stage True Monarch couldn't possibly achieve this.

Just what was that Senior's cultivation level?

"And then?" the Heaven Sword Sect Master pressed, his voice trembling slightly.

"Then... the Secret Realm began to collapse because it couldn't withstand the Senior's power."

Mo Wentian's voice became even lower, "We thought that if the Secret Realm collapsed, we would also die inside."

"But that Senior used a Divine Ability to stabilize the exit of the Secret Realm, giving us time to escape."

"But just then..."

Mo Wentian paused for a moment, seemingly organizing his words.

"Just then, the collapse of the Secret Realm triggered the Boundary Wall, and it seemed an existence from the Upper Realm was alerted and wanted to take action against the Senior."

"Upper Realm?!"

"Boundary Wall?!"

All the Elders' eyes widened.

The Upper Realm was a legendary place, the Immortal Realm that all Cultivators dreamed of.

And the Boundary Wall was the barrier that separated the Mortal Realm from the Immortal Realm.

"That Senior... he just looked up, and a huge crack opened in the sky."

Mo Wentian's voice became even more respectful, "That existence from the Upper Realm seemed to sense something and retreated."

"And then... a Guiding Force descended from that crack, and that Senior... he stepped into the heavens and returned to the Upper Realm."

When Mo Wentian spoke these earth-shattering words in the flattest of tones,

The entire area fell into a deathly silence.

All the Elders and all the Sect Masters had their eyes wide and mouths slightly agape, completely motionless.

An Upper Realm powerhouse... taking action... being forced back...

Guided back... stepping into the heavens...

Each of these phrases was like a heavy drum beat, pounding against their hearts.

After a long time, the Taixu Holy Lord slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, his eyes filled with endless shock and yearning.

"True Immortal..."

His voice was very soft, but everyone present heard it clearly.

"The Eastern Wasteland produced a hidden Master at the True Immortal level."

"And just now, this Master ascended in front of all the prodigies."

This conclusion formed simultaneously in the hearts of all the great figures.

Their faces were all filled with complex emotions such as shock, awe, and yearning.

A True Immortal.

How distant an existence was that?

In all of Cangxuan, and even the entire cultivation world, no one had ever seen a real Immortal.

But now, their Disciples had witnessed a True Immortal's Ascension with their own eyes.

What kind of Opportunity was this?

"Wentian, did that Senior... did he leave anything behind?"

The Taixu Holy Lord suddenly asked.

Mo Wentian shook his head.

"The Senior never told us his name, nor did he leave anything behind."

"He only gave us one last look before he left."

"But we know,

"An existence... worth spending our entire lives to pursue."