288: The exit of the secret realm has opened.
"Still nothing..."
Lin Qingxue's ice-blue eyes were a tapestry of worry and deep-seated hatred.
After days of searching, they had encountered several waves of Yao Beasts and harvested some rare Spiritual Plants and Ores, but regarding Xiao Chen and Meng Bi, there was no news, as if they had vanished into the sea.
"That Xiao Chen was taken away by Ghost Shadow. Ghost Shadow is proficient in concealment and escape techniques; if he is determined to hide, it is indeed difficult to find him," Han Yun said in a deep voice, cold light flickering in her eyes. "As for Meng Bi... he used a Space Displacement Talisman, making his location even harder to determine."
They did not know that at this moment, Xiao Chen had long been hidden by Ghost Shadow in a deep, extremely secret cave filled with natural Restrictions.
Xiao Chen was severely injured and unconscious, his aura weak. Ghost Shadow himself, having burned his Lifespan and Origin to escape, had suffered great damage to his Origin Qi, his face as pale as paper.
He could only set up a simple concealment Formation, healing his wounds while anxiously waiting for the Secret Realm exit to open.
He knew that only by returning to the Moyang Sect and seeking the protection of Hall Master Mo would he have a glimmer of hope for survival.
As for Meng Bi, he was much luckier than him.
The Space Displacement Talisman had randomly teleported him to a relatively safe area in another part of the Secret Realm, where he happened to encounter a Moyang Sect team exploring an ancient ruin.
Leading them was none other than Li Chen, the heir to Duke Rens Estate, along with his younger sister, Li Linger.
"Meng Bi?"
Li Chen frowned slightly as he looked at Meng Bi, who had appeared suddenly, his aura withered and in a disheveled state.
He naturally knew that Meng Bi had an engagement with his sister, but Li Linger was extremely resistant to this marriage and remained obsessed with Yao Delong, who had once saved her.
"Brother! Why do we have to take him with us?"
Li Linger pouted upon seeing Meng Bi, her face full of reluctance, her clear eyes holding unconcealed detachment.
Li Chen felt helpless in his heart, but the two families were family friends after all, and the Zhenyuan Marquiss Residence held significant power in the imperial court.
Meng Bi was also a Disciple of the Yin Yang Sect. If he were left alone while severely injured, it would damage the reputation of Duke Rens Estate if word got out.
"Linger, do not be rude. Brother Meng is severely injured; how can we refuse to help? When we encounter people from the Yin Yang Sect, we will return him."
He comforted his sister, having decided in his heart to get rid of this trouble as soon as possible.
Meng Bi kept his head down, a look of malice flashing in his eyes, but he dared not show it.
He sneered in his heart: "Yao Delong... Lin Qingxue... just you wait! Once I return to the Sect, I will make you pay!"
He only said that he had been attacked by a powerful Yao Beast and had barely escaped.
The Secret Realm was vast, and Lin Qingxue and her group did not encounter Li Chen's team.
Time flew by in searching and waiting.
Finally, the one-month deadline arrived.
In the core area of the Secret Realm, a massive spatial portal emitting a soft white light slowly condensed in the Void Realm!
Arcane runes flowed over the portal, emitting stable spatial fluctuations.
The Secret Realm exit had opened!
"The exit is open!"
"Let's go! This is no place to stay for long!"
"Haha, the harvest this time is not small!"
The Disciples of the two Sects, whether from the Yin Yang Sect or the Moyang Sect, all wore exhausted expressions, but there was more joy at having obtained Opportunities and relief at surviving the ordeal.
Everyone turned into streams of light and rushed toward the exit.
At the edge of the Death Basin.
"No! I'm not leaving! Senior Brother hasn't come out yet!"
Lin Qingxue looked at the open exit, her ice-blue eyes filled with stubbornness and despair, staring fixedly into the depths of the gray fog, as if she wanted to see through it.
"Junior Sister! Calm down!" Han Yun grabbed her arm, her tone anxious.
"Once the Secret Realm closes, who knows how many years it will be until it opens again! This place is infested with high-level Yao Beasts and lingering ghosts; if you stay behind alone, you will surely die!"
"Sister Clear Snow, Senior Sister Han is right! The Boss... he is a person of good fortune, he will definitely be fine! If we stay here, we will only become a burden to him!"
Little White Flood Dragon Qiong Shuang also anxiously advised, her ice-blue vertical pupils full of worry.
"That's right, Senior Sister Lin! It's too dangerous after the Secret Realm closes!"
Xiao Huohuo and Lin Shishi hurriedly echoed.
Liu Ruyan looked at Lin Qingxue's haggard yet incredibly determined profile, sighing in her heart, knowing that words were useless.
A hint of decisiveness flashed in her eyes, and she gave Han Yun a look.
"Junior Sister, forgive me!"
Han Yun understood, gave a low shout, and her cultivation at the Mid Nascent Soul Stage erupted instantly.
A stream of pure spiritual power was instantly injected into Lin Qingxue's body, temporarily sealing her Meridians!
"Senior Sister Han! You... let me go!"
Lin Qingxue's body stiffened, unable to move, and she could only shout in grief and indignation, tears finally rolling down.
"Go!"
Han Yun picked up the restrained Lin Qingxue, and Liu Ruyan, Qiong Shuang, Xiao Huohuo, and Lin Shishi followed closely behind.
They turned into several streams of light and rushed into the massive spatial portal without hesitation.
Outside the Secret Realm, the encampments of the two Sects.
Lights flickered, and one figure after another flew out from the exit, either disheveled or excited.
On the Yin Yang Sect's side, the leader, Thunder Marsh Peak Master Lei Zhenzi, was tall and sturdy, with a resolute face and lightning faintly flickering around his body, scanning the returning Disciples with eyes like torches.
When he saw Han Yun holding the restrained, tearful Lin Qingxue, as well as Liu Ruyan and the others, but did not see Yao Delong, his heart suddenly sank.
"Han Yun! What happened? Where is Yao Delong?"
Lei Zhenzi's voice was like a bell, and he took a step in front of Han Yun, the powerful pressure causing the surrounding Disciples to feel suffocated.
Han Yun put down Lin Qingxue, her expression heavy, and quickly reported what had happened:
"Junior Martial Uncle Lei! Luo Tianying is a mole planted by the Demon Sect in our Sect! She actually broke through to the Half-step Soul Transformation in the Secret Realm! In the Death Basin, she tried to capture Junior Brother Yao! Xiao Chen and Meng Bi led the Moyang Sect Elders to attack us. To save us, Junior Brother Yao lured Luo Tianying away alone. Now... he is missing, suspected to be trapped in the core of the Death Basin!"
"What?! Luo Tianying is a Demon Sect mole?! Half-step Soul Transformation?!"
Lei Zhenzi's tiger eyes widened, his beard and hair bristling, and a violent aura of thunder erupted uncontrollably, with fine electric snakes appearing on the ground around him!
The image of that low-key female Disciple at Spirit Plant Peak and diligent one at the Scripture Pavilion flashed through his mind, and a monstrous fury at being fooled rushed to the top of his head! What shocked him even more was Yao Delong's situation!
This kid was a talent that even the Sect Head valued highly!
"Xiao Chen! Meng Bi! You two wicked beasts!" Lei Zhenzi roared, his voice shaking the surroundings. "Where are they?!"
"Xiao Chen was taken away by a Moyang Sect Disciple named Ghost Shadow, and Meng Bi... is nowhere to be found!" Liu Ruyan added, her beautiful eyes filled with killing intent.
"Moyang Sect! It's the Moyang Sect again!"
Lei Zhenzi turned his head abruptly, his gaze like two thunderbolts, shooting fiercely toward the Moyang Sect's encampment not far away, locking onto the leader of the Moyang Sect this time—the Hall Master of the Law Enforcement Hall, Liang Wufeng, who was at the Void Refining Early Stage!
"Old Ghost Liang! Get out here!"
Lei Zhenzi roared, the sound rolling with the power of violent thunder, causing the Moyang Sect Disciples to change color one after another.
Liang Wufeng was thin and tall, with a sinister face. He walked out slowly, his eyes indifferent: "Madman Lei, what are you going crazy about? Shouting and yelling at the exit, what kind of decorum is this?"
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