350: Chapter 350 Five thousand four hundred and seventy-three points?

"They're out! It's the people from the Liuli Xuan Sect!"

"Look! It's that Ye Tian! His... his aura... heavens! The Sea Transformation Realm!"

"He really broke through! Did he achieve the Breakthrough inside the Thunder Pool?!"

"Where are the people from the Nangong Family? Where is Bei Minghong? The Ghost Girl and Li Xuanxiao have both come out, so why aren't they visible?"

"Look at those two being carried by the Liuli Xuan Sect Disciples... it's Nangong Chi and Nangong Yu! How did they..."

"Defeated! They were all defeated! The Nangong brothers are heavily injured and near death, Bei Minghong retreated, and the Thunder Hall Legacy... it seems it has fallen into this Ye Tian's hands!"

"Hiss... this Ye Tian is going to soar to the heavens! bronze thread rank? What a joke! This time's Supreme Ranking will likely have another god of slaughter!"

In an instant, the deeds of "Ye Tian defeating Bei Minghong with a single sword strike, heavily wounding the Nangong brothers, and seizing the Thunder Emperor Legacy" spread across the platform with astonishing speed. Before long, it would surely spread throughout the entire Eight-Child Secret Realm, and even... the Imperial Capital.

However, Ye Tian turned a deaf ear to the surrounding discussions, only saying to Feng Xuan, "Senior Brother Feng, let's find a quiet place to rest for a bit, then head to the Secret Realm exit. Calculating the time, the seven-day limit is almost up."

Feng Xuan nodded. "That is exactly what we should do."

The group didn't linger and headed towards the general direction of the Secret Realm exit.

They found a stone forest near the edge of the Secret Realm that indicated the direction of a safe outpost and temporarily settled down.

Ye Tian sat cross-legged on a giant rock and said to Feng Xuan and the others, "I need some time to stabilize my Realm and gain some insights. I'll trouble Senior Brother and my fellow Disciples to act as my Protectors."

"Junior Brother Ye (Senior Brother), don't worry!" everyone responded in unison, spontaneously spreading out to form a security perimeter. Every face was solemn; they felt honored to be able to act as Protectors for this fellow Disciple who had just created a miracle.

Ye Tian closed his eyes, sinking his mind into his body.

Within his Dantian, that nebula-like vortex of Chaos-colored thunder-attributed True Essence rotated. With every rotation, it spontaneously refined the dense Spiritual Qi within the Secret Realm.

Next, he separated a strand of his mind and probed into the Jade Slip in his hand containing the first volume of the Chaos Thunder Emperor Sword Scripture.

He didn't immediately go to receive those sword moves, Mind-Cultivation Techniques, or secret arts. Instead, he went to experience the intent of "something formed in Chaos, born before heaven and earth."

This was a wonderful sublimation compared to the 'severing' of the 'Gu Hong' Sword Intent he had previously comprehended and the 'life and death' of the 'Ten Thousand Sword Thunder Art'.

After an unknown amount of time, Ye Tian slowly opened his eyes; his Realm had preliminarily stabilized.

With a slight thought, the layer of gray luster on his body's surface completely withdrew, and his released aura also retracted to a level similar to an ordinary Sea Transformation First Layer Cultivator, no longer attracting so much attention.

The wind will surely destroy the tree that stands out in the forest; it was necessary to appropriately hide one's edge.

"Junior Brother Ye, how do you feel?" Feng Xuan had been acting as a Protector nearby and stepped forward to ask upon seeing this.

"I'm fine now." Ye Tian stood up and stretched his muscles and bones. The sound of thunder echoed from within his body, making one's heart palpitate. He looked toward the direction of the Secret Realm exit. "It's time to leave."

Everyone gathered their spirits and prepared to set off.

Suddenly, a gentle ripple that covered the entire Secret Realm came from the distant sky. At the same time, the identity spirit pendants in everyone's bosoms automatically emitted a faint light, transmitting a mental message:

"The seven-day period has arrived. All participants, immediately head to the nearest Secret Realm exit teleportation formation. In fifteen minutes, the Secret Realm will be completely sealed. Those who do not leave in time will face the consequences."

Finally, the Secret Realm trial had ended.

Following the guidance of the spirit pendant map, Ye Tian's group sped towards the nearest exit.

Along the way, they encountered many Cultivators who were also in a hurry. Upon seeing them, especially Ye Tian, everyone couldn't help but stare, but since they were all eager to return, no one caused any further trouble.

Soon, they arrived at a small teleportation formation located in a valley at the edge of the Secret Realm. Several black-clad deacons sent by the Imperial Family were already guarding the formation, verifying the spirit pendant points of those leaving.

When it was Ye Tian's turn, he handed over his spirit pendant. The deacon placed the spirit pendant on a compass-like Magical Artifact. Instantly, the spirit pendant burst with light, and a shocking number appeared: five thousand four hundred and seventy-three!

"Five... over five thousand?!" The deacon's hand shook, almost dropping the compass. He stared at Ye Tian wide-eyed and stammered, "Ye... Ye Tian? Liuli Xuan Sect?"

He had clearly heard some rumors as well.

Not just him, but the Cultivators queuing behind and many who had already passed through but hadn't gone far all saw this number, instantly causing an uproar!

Over five thousand points! How many experts must he have defeated, and how many powerful Yao Beasts must he have hunted? It was likely that the first place in Secret Realm points for this trial would belong to him!

Ye Tian took back his spirit pendant, gave the deacon a slight nod, and stepped into the teleportation formation.

Feng Xuan and the others followed closely behind. Their points were also quite high, especially Bai Ling and Bai Shaoyi, who had gained many points because they traveled with Ye Tian, far exceeding the advancement line.

The light flashed, and a sense of weightlessness followed.

In the next moment, the scene before their eyes changed, and the air was filled with a hubbub of voices.

They had already returned to the Imperial Capital's Huangji Square!

After seven days of life-and-death struggle in the Secret Realm, over a thousand young Cultivators who considered themselves geniuses had entered, but of those who could stand here now, there were fewer than seven hundred.

Those with missing limbs, withered auras, or faces as pale as golden paper were everywhere. Those with only minor injuries were already in the minority, and those who could be like Ye Tian, completely unscathed, were as rare as phoenix feathers or unicorn horns.

Every time the teleportation formation's light flashed, it brought out a group of participants who were either survivors of a catastrophe, full of ambition, or looking as dead as ash.

On the high platforms, pavilions, and even the temporary viewing stands around the square, elders, managers from various forces, and Imperial Capital residents who were purely there for the spectacle were already seated.

Their gazes scanned the crowd, searching for their own Disciples, and evaluating the gains and losses of others.

And the moment Ye Tian stepped out of the teleportation formation, he felt countless gazes from all parts of the square, especially from those high platforms and pavilions, instantly converging on him!

Whether it was fellow Disciples, rivals, spectators, or those big figures whose joys and sorrows were not shown on their faces, at this moment, they all coincidentally focused on the youth dressed in tattered green robes.

He was too conspicuous.

It wasn't because of how handsome or flamboyant he was.

On the contrary, his expression was calm and his aura was restrained, even possessing a bit more serenity than before he entered the Secret Realm.

But it was precisely this serenity, combined with that glaring number of five thousand four hundred and seventy-three floating above his identity spirit pendant, that created an extremely impactful sense of contradiction.

"It's Ye Tian of the Liuli Xuan Sect!"

"He... he really did break through to the Sea Transformation Realm! This aura cannot be faked!"

"Five thousand four hundred and seventy-three points?! Good grief, did he rob every Yao Beast and person in the Secret Realm?"

"More than that! I heard that in the Chixiao Thunder Hall, he forced back the Young Lord of the Beiming Family, Bei Minghong, with one sword strike. The Nangong Family's Nangong Chi and his brother were beaten so badly they were near death and had to be carried out! The Thunder Emperor Legacy has likely fallen into his hands!"

"Hiss... for real? Bei Minghong is a genuine Sea Transformation Realm expert with the Eternal Silence Ice Soul! Nangong Chi was also at the True Martial Tenth Stage Peak, and he was with Nangong Yu..."

"It's absolutely true! I saw the people from the Nangong Family carrying them out earlier like stray dogs; their faces were incredibly ugly! Bei Minghong left alone afterwards, and his face was cold enough to freeze someone to death!"

"This time the Kuitian Pavilion really misjudged him. bronze thread rank? I think the golden gate list is more like it!"

Ye Tian had long been accustomed to such scenes and naturally chose to ignore them.

He simply took back his identity spirit pendant calmly, gave a slight nod to the still-dumbfounded black-clad deacon, and stepped forward.

Feng Xuan, Bai Ling, and the others followed closely behind, each straightening their backs with faces full of pride.

They passed through a path that the crowd spontaneously opened. Wherever they went, the sound of discussion involuntarily lowered. Many people subconsciously avoided them, their gazes sweeping across Ye Tian's face with complexity before quickly looking away.

"Senior Brother Ye!" "Senior Brother Feng!"