137: The secret realm ended, Chen Yaofeng

Li Yi's brows twitched slightly. He felt this Legacy's aura was somewhat familiar, but it wasn't very obvious.

The Tianxuan Sect Peak Masters and the others also stood up from before the Bronze Monument at this moment, their bodies entwined with various ancient rune chains.

Those runes sometimes transformed into fierce tigers and sometimes condensed into black turtles; clearly, they had obtained some kind of ancient secret transmission.

An Elder of Red Refining Mountain looked toward the Sword Hall, a flash of envy in his eyes that was quickly restrained.

When the high monk Wise Ability stepped out of the Buddha Hall, his twelve prayer beads had already transformed into twelve golden Arhat phantoms, forming the Vajra Demon Subduing Array behind him.

The middle-aged monk's face was peaceful, but the swastika Buddha Seal between his brows emitted a heart-palpitating pressure.

Li Yi glanced at everyone and nodded slightly. "Let's go!"

With his command, everyone simultaneously crushed their teleportation jade pendants.

At the moment their figures began to fade, the Sword Hall where Murong Xue was located exploded, and nine dragon-shaped Sword Qi soared into the sky!

They turned into specks of starlight and disappeared within this Secret Realm.

After the crowd flew out of the Linxian Secret Realm, the entire realm disappeared before their eyes.

Even the surrounding floating islands were nowhere to be seen.

"Everyone, I hope you convey the matters of the Secret Realm to your respective Sects. In seven days, my Qingyun Sect will go to the three major Sects to demand an explanation. I hope you will pass this on," Li Yi said to the crowd with cupped fists.

"Amitabha." Wise Ability pressed his palms together with a kind expression. "Please rest assured, Benefactor Li. My Dragon Elephant Temple will certainly go together with the Qingyun Sect."

Hearing this, the corners of the mouths of the Elder of Red Refining Mountain and the Dao Cloud Sect Elder twitched simultaneously. However, since it concerned the Sea Race's conspiracy, they couldn't favor their own Sects.

"Please rest assured, Senior Li. I will certainly inform my Sect upon my return," the Elder of Red Refining Mountain said.

"I will also inform my Sect. Please rest assured, Senior Li," the Dao Cloud Sect Elder echoed.

Hearing this, Li Yi cupped his fists in gratitude. "This concerns all Human Race Cultivators. I hope all Sects will stand united."

"Please rest assured, Senior Li. We are all witnesses," the crowd cupped their fists together.

Li Yi nodded slightly and looked at Murong Xue, Lü Yang, and the others. "Junior Sister, Junior Brother, let's go."

Murong Xue, Lü Yang, and the others bowed to the crowd and followed Li Yi toward the islands below.

When Li Yi and the others came out, he had sensed Jiang Yan's weak aura.

Although he didn't know why his Disciple's aura was so weak, the fact that he wasn't dead meant there was still hope.

Li Yi sped down on his sword, a blue sword light cutting through the sky.

Murong Xue followed closely behind, the Nine Dragons Sword Qi flowing around her and faintly emitting the sound of dragon roars.

Lü Yang and the others also brought out their respective Magic Treasures, following as streaks of light.

Seeing the people from the Qingyun Sect depart, the Elders and Peak Masters of the other Sects looked at each other. They knew very well that from now on, the rise of the Qingyun Sect would be unstoppable!

Perhaps the hatred from over fifty years ago would be rewritten by Li Yi!

"Amitabha." Wise Ability pressed his palms together and said with a smile, "It seems Li Three Essentials is about to appear again."

Hearing this, the crowd glanced at Wise Ability before turning into streaks of light and disappearing into the horizon.

Just after the experts left, Heartless instantly appeared before Wise Ability. "Disciple greets Precepts Junior Martial Uncle."

"Amitabha." Wise Ability pressed his palms together and said calmly, "It seems the Abbot and the others have finally come around."

"Amitabha." Heartless pressed his palms together and said with a smile, "Dragon Elephant Temple is in decline. Without Junior Martial Uncle, I cannot support it alone. I hope Junior Martial Uncle can return with me."

Wise Ability nodded and observed Heartless carefully. "Not bad. Although you aren't as wicked as I am, you possess a different Buddha Aspect."

Heartless pressed his palms together. "Thank you for the praise, Junior Martial Uncle. I have learned a lot from that Jiang Yan."

Hearing this, a sharp light flashed in Wise Ability's eyes, and the prayer beads in his hand suddenly stopped turning. "Oh? That Disciple of Li Yi's?"

Heartless smiled slightly and nodded. "Precisely the Disciple of Li Three Essentials."

Saying this, Heartless brought out the Merit Box, which contained over a hundred Storage Pouches.

Seeing this, Wise Ability laughed loudly. "Everyone says I am a wicked monk of my generation, yet they do not know the cruelty of the cultivation world."

"Junior Martial Uncle, can we return to Dragon Elephant Temple now?" Heartless asked with a smile.

"Let's go!" Wise Ability's smile faded. "In seven days, I will take you to plunder the three Sects!"

"Amitabha." Heartless pressed his palms together and hurriedly took out a Voluntary Donation Form from his robes and handed it to Wise Ability. "Junior Martial Uncle, we aren't robbing them; we are doing good deeds."

Wise Ability glanced at the Voluntary Donation Form and shook his head with a smile. "Right, we won't rob anymore. We should do good deeds!"

As the two bald monks disappeared into the horizon with wild laughter, this journey to the Secret Realm drew to a close... Qingyun Sect, Hua Ling Peak Square.

When the light of the teleportation array lit up, the Elders of each peak walked out with the Disciples who had participated in the Great Sect Secret Realm.

As the injured or unconscious Disciples were sent for treatment, several Peak Elders quickly approached Sect Master to report.

After hearing about what happened in the Secret Realm, Sect Master and several Peak Masters nodded repeatedly.

But they were shocked to hear that when the floating island collapsed, it was Jiang Yan who turned the tide and opened a 'rift' for everyone.

Just as Sect Master and several Elders were discussing the aftermath, Li Yi, Murong Xue, and the others walked out of the teleportation array.

"Greetings, Sect Master," Li Yi and the others said respectfully with cupped fists.

"It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back." Seeing Li Yi and the other second-generation disciples unharmed, Sect Master's eyes filled with tears, and his face was covered in smiles.

His first concern wasn't the situation in the Secret Realm, but rather these mainstays of the Sect.

With trembling hands, Sect Master helped up Li Yi and the others.

When he saw the Nine Dragons Sword Qi flowing around Murong Xue, a look of relief flashed in his eyes. Seeing an ancient talisman seal at Lü Yang's waist, he nodded repeatedly.

Just as Sect Master was about to speak, Jiang Yan was carried past them on a stretcher by two Disciples.

"This..." Sect Master looked at the unconscious Jiang Yan and hesitated.

"Rest assured, Sect Master. My Disciple is just exhausted. He will recover after two days of rest," Li Yi said.

Hearing this, Sect Master actually laughed three times, his voice shaking the temple tiles. "Good! Good! Heaven blesses my Qingyun Sect!" He suddenly lowered his voice. "Go quickly to Spirit Sword Peak. The Grand Elder's time is likely running out."

Hearing this, Murong Xue's pupils shrank. The thing she feared most had finally happened!

Li Yi nodded. After bowing to Sect Master and the several Senior and Junior Martial Uncles, he took Lü Yang and the others to accompany Murong Xue to Spirit Sword Peak.

On Spirit Sword Peak, before the Sword Wielding Cliff, the cold wind was biting.

Murong Xue's steps were heavy, each one feeling like it was treading on her heart.

Outside the lonely thatched hut at the summit, several withered trees stood in the wind and snow, their branches stretching toward the sky like bone claws.

"Senior Brother Li Yi... is the general trend really unstoppable?" Murong Xue's voice trembled slightly, sounding like a question yet also like she was asking herself. "Although we obtained many resources in the Secret Realm this time, can it really work? If it is unstoppable, can I really make a choice?"

"Junior Sister Murong."

Li Yi looked toward the thatched hut. There, a hunched figure was leaning on a wooden sword, standing quietly by the cliff's edge.

"If you don't want to do it, no one can stop you. If you don't choose, I, your Senior Brother, am willing to block all of it for you."

Li Yi's voice was low and firm, like an unsheathed sword ringing in the wind and snow.

His words seemed light, but anyone who truly understood his meaning would know just how heavy they were.

"When you first entered the Sect to learn the sword, what did the Grand Elder say to you?" He turned to look at Murong Xue, his eyes burning. "The way of a Sword Cultivator lies in the true self. Since you don't want to go yourself, why bother with these worries?"

Just as Li Yi's voice fell, the hunched figure by the cliff suddenly moved.

Chen Yaofeng slowly turned around, his wooden sword dragging a shallow mark in the snow.

His cloudy eyes looked toward Murong Xue, and he actually revealed a slight smile. "The Nine Dragons Sword Legacy's choice of master... has never been an accident."

Leaning on his wooden sword, Chen Yaofeng walked toward her step by step.

The marks left in the snow were shallow, yet they seemed like some ancient runes, faintly exuding Sword Intent.

"You fulfilled your three-year agreement with this old man, so why worry?" The old man's voice was hoarse, yet every word was like a sword. "The marriage alliance was merely for the Sect's future consideration. Seeing your growth today, this old man has no regrets. Even if I must die and have my Dao dissipate, I will make you understand that your choice was not wrong!"

Li Yi stood silently to the side, the wind and snow brushing past his brows and condensing into frost.

They knew very well what the Qingyun Sect was about to face. The three major Sects were merely a low wall; the hidden sects behind them were the true source of disaster!