333: Chapter 333 The Eight Sons Secret Realm

As the rules were announced, a greater uproar erupted across the square.

These rules could be described as cruel! One must not only face the unknown dangers of the Secret Realm but also guard against being hunted by all other participants!

Seizing the Spirit Talisman meant directly plundering the points others had worked hard to accumulate, which would undoubtedly fuel the most intense competition and slaughter! Furthermore, life and death were not restricted!

Many Disciples from small and medium-sized Sects turned pale. They had originally come to gain experience and try their luck, but these rules were clearly a Gu-raising pit where the strong grew stronger and the weak were eliminated!

Most of the Prodigies from top Sects and Families, however, wore expressions of eagerness.

"Additionally," the old eunuch added, "there are multiple safe strongholds within the Secret Realm, protected by simple Formations, where you may take a short rest, but you must not stay for long.

There are also randomly appearing resource points and ruins that may contain Spirit Medicine, spirit mines, treasures left by predecessors, or even… an ancient Legacy! Whether you can obtain them depends on your Opportunity and ability."

"Now, all participants, use the light from the Spirit Talisman in your hands as a guide and proceed to the nine great teleportation Formations in the center of the square! The Formations are about to activate and will randomly send you into the Eight-Child Secret Realm!"

As soon as he finished speaking, silver beams of light simultaneously lit up at the bases of the nine coiling Dragon jade pillars in the center of Huangji Square, forming nine massive teleportation Formations, each over ten zhang in diameter.

"Let's go!" Elder Xing Tiexin barked at the Liuli Xuan Sect group, walking toward a teleportation Formation on the west side. Elder Qinglan also signaled everyone to follow.

"Junior Brother Ye, be careful of everything after entering, and try your best to regroup first," Feng Xuan said quickly to Ye Tian.

Ye Tian nodded. He understood that under these rules, being alone was extremely dangerous. However, with random teleportation, regrouping was easier said than done.

The group followed the flow of people and stepped into the range of the teleportation Formation.

Ye Tian took one last look at the square.

In the distance, Nangong Yu was surrounded by people from his Family, swallowing a Medicinal Pill. His face still looked terrible, but his gaze toward the teleportation Formation was filled with killing intent.

The figure of the Ghost Girl had already disappeared into the black mist of the Xuanming Way, having been the first to step into a teleportation Formation.

Zhao Mao led the Tianhu Gate Disciples, striding toward another one. The team from the Zhenbei Princes Mansion entered silently and in an orderly fashion…

"Hum!"

The light of the teleportation Formation flared brightly, swallowing the figures of everyone inside. A strong sense of spatial pulling came over him, and everything before his eyes turned silvery white.

Eight-Child Secret Realm, a certain wasteland.

Ye Tian's figure appeared. He took a look around and discovered that this place was completely desolate.

The concentration of Spiritual Qi was not low, but it was abnormally violent and difficult to absorb.

"Random teleportation… indeed, we were separated."

Ye Tian quickly spread out his spiritual consciousness, intending to conduct a simple investigation first.

However, he instantly discovered that his spiritual consciousness was significantly suppressed here, only able to cover a radius of about a hundred zhang.

Everywhere he looked were undulating barren hills; there was no sign of human presence.

He immediately checked his Spirit Talisman.

Below the image and name on the front of the Spirit Talisman, a line of small text appeared: "Points: 0". On the back, a miniature map emerged, showing only a rough terrain outline and a single glowing dot representing his own location, covering a range of about a hundred li.

On the map, everything beyond a hundred li was blurry.

"First, familiarize myself with the environment, search for resource points or safe strongholds, and at the same time… hunt for points." Ye Tian made up his mind.

He needed to obtain one hundred points as quickly as possible to ensure he advanced.

Between hunting Yao Beasts and seizing others' Spirit Talismans, he preferred the former, unless someone actively provoked him.

Choosing a direction with slightly higher terrain, Ye Tian restrained his aura and utilized his movement technique to dash away.

After traveling for about half an hour, he killed several Third-Stage Middle Stage (True Martial Fourth or Fifth Level) "House-Corner Lizards" hiding in stone crevices, gaining 15 points.

This type of Yao Beast had a thick, long body and a conical-shaped head that was incredibly hard. They could spit scorching lava, but they posed no threat to Ye Tian. He didn't even need to draw sword; he solved them using only Sword Qi.

"Obtaining points is not easy." Ye Tian glanced at the number on the Spirit Talisman, which had changed to "15". A Third-Stage Yao Beast only gave 5 points.

If he wanted to accumulate one hundred points by hunting Yao Beasts, he would need to kill twenty Third-Stage Yao Beasts, and that was just the minimum requirement. It seemed the Secret Realm encouraged conflict.

Continuing forward, the terrain gradually sloped downward, and a forest of withered, strange trees appeared ahead. The forest was filled with gray miasma, which obstructed his vision and spiritual consciousness even more.

Ye Tian slowed his pace, and just as he was about to detour, he suddenly heard shouts coming from the forest.

"People?" Ye Tian's eyes flashed. He quietly approached and hid behind a giant rock to look.

He saw four young people in uniform cyan martial attire in the forest, fiercely battling a "Mammoth Steel-Back Pig" covered in black bone armor with fangs like scimitars, whose aura had reached the Third-Stage Peak (Seventh Stage of True Martial Realm).

Among the four, two held swords to lead the attack, drawing the Yao Beast's attention; one held a shield to defend against charges; and another roamed the perimeter, waiting for opportunities to interfere with Talismans or hidden weapons.

However, the Mammoth Steel-Back Pig had thick skin and flesh, infinite strength, and rammed wildly, pushing the four into precarious situations. The one holding the shield already had blood spilling from the corner of his mouth and had suffered internal injuries.

Judging by their attire, they were not from the Liuli Xuan Sect, nor were they familiar faces from Tianhu Gate, the Nangong Family, etc. They must be Disciples from some medium-sized Sect. Their cultivation was mostly between the True Martial Fourth Level and the Sixth Stage.

"Senior Brother Liu, this beast is too tough! My sword cannot break through its bone armor!"

"Hold on! It is also consuming a lot of energy! Junior Brother Wang, use the 'Entangling Silk Talisman' to restrict its movements!"

"Watch out for its charge!"

The four struggled to hold on, but their defeat was only a matter of time. A Third-Stage Peak Yao Beast was equivalent to a Seventh Stage of True Martial Realm Cultivator, and with its thick skin and flesh, it was not something these four could defeat.

Ye Tian watched quietly, having no intention of intervening. They were neither friends nor relatives; in the Secret Realm, everyone was a competitor. He did not want to meddle in other people's business, and even less did he want to expose himself.

However, just as the Mammoth Steel-Back Pig rammed the shield-holding Disciple, causing him to vomit blood and fly backward, and was about to gore the chest of another sword-wielding Disciple, several sharp sounds of breaking air rang out from another direction!

Several streaks of black light shot over, precisely hitting the Mammoth Steel-Back Pig in the eyes and anus!

"Awoo!"

The Mammoth Steel-Back Pig let out a miserable howl. The intense pain caused it to spin wildly in place, losing its target of attack.

The four cyan-clad Disciples, having survived a brush with death, hurriedly retreated, looking toward the source of the black light with uncertainty and suspicion.

They saw five figures walking out unhurriedly from the other side of the withered forest.

The person in the lead was wearing black martial attire, with a ferocious tiger head embroidered on his chest. He was a Disciple from Tianhu Gate! His cultivation had shockingly reached the True Martial Eighth Stage!

The four people behind him also all had cultivation at the True Martial Fifth or Sixth Stage, and everyone was clutching short spikes or flying darts in their hands. The black light from just now had been launched by them.

"Tsk tsk, Junior Brothers from the Qingyue Sect, why are you in such a sorry state? You can't even handle a stupid pig?" The leading Tianhu Gate Disciple, named Zhao Shukuang, who was Zhao Mao's cousin, said with a sarcastic laugh.

Those four cyan-clad Disciples were exactly the Qingyue Sect Disciples who had previously had a conflict with Tianhu Gate in front of "Pinyun Pavilion"!

The elegant young man in the lead changed expression and cupped his hands, saying, "So it is Senior Brother Zhao Shukuang of Tianhu Gate. Many thanks for your help. We will leave this Mammoth Steel-Back Pig to you, Senior Brother. We shall take our leave."

He knew things were not looking good and just wanted to escape as quickly as possible.

"Hey, don't be in such a rush to leave." Zhao Shukuang's figure flickered, blocking the retreat path of the Qingyue Sect Disciples, smiling without warmth, "After helping you with such a big favor, a simple 'thank you' is enough?

We naturally want the points for this pig. However… I see that you Junior Brothers fought hard just now, and you must have consumed a lot. This Secret Realm is dangerous, and carrying the Spirit Talisman is also a burden.

Why not… hand over your Spirit Talismans? We guarantee we will send you 'safely' out of the Secret Realm. How about it?"

"You!" The four Qingyue Sect members were both shocked and angry. This was blatant robbery of their Spirit Talismans!

Once they lost their Spirit Talismans, not only would they be eliminated, but half of the points they had worked hard to accumulate (though not many) would also be taken away!

"Zhao Shukuang! Don't bully people too much! Our Qingyue Sect is not to be trifled with!" the elegant young man said angrily.

"Qingyue Sect? Hahaha!" Zhao Shukuang and the few people behind him laughed wantonly, "In this Eight-Child Secret Realm, strength is the truth! With just the likes of you crooked melons and split dates, do you even deserve to mention your Sect?"