51: Section 51

It was about a zhang tall, like a Celestial Gate, its surface shimmering with brilliant golden light, appearing exceptionally dazzling.

“The Secret Realm entrance has stabilized and can last for about a month. If you cannot exit within this period, you will have to wait for the next opening, so we must seize the time!”

“Additionally…”

“Entering the Secret Realm might result in random teleportation. Remember to immediately gather towards Your Highness the moment you enter. Do you all understand?”

The old man in green robes sternly shouted.

“Understood.”

Everyone replied in unison.

Seeing this, the old man’s expression softened slightly, and then he ordered, “Good, everyone enter the Secret Realm in sequence.”

Those Martial Artists, who were ready, entered in an orderly fashion along the passage.

Soon.

Only Chu Mo and Ling Baishuang remained.

“Let’s go!”

“We’ll go in too!”

Chu Mo stepped inside.

Ling Baishuang followed closely behind him.

After both of them had entered, only Elder Shaoguang and the old man in green robes, along with Ling Baishuang’s other guards, remained outside.

They did not relax in the slightest due to the departure of the two; instead, they became even more vigilant.

They strictly guarded this Secret Realm entrance, preventing anyone from intruding.

The moment Chu Mo stepped into the Secret Realm, he felt as if he had passed through some kind of barrier, and then his vision went black.

When he could see clearly again, he found that the world had changed.

He first immediately sensed his surroundings to confirm that there was no danger before Chu Mo began to survey the area.

This was a dense forest.

There was a faint mist shrouding the surroundings, and in the distance, a setting sun hung in the west, casting a blood-red hue across the world.

Besides that.

Chu Mo noticed that the Spiritual Qi within this Secret Realm was extremely dense. There were many towering ancient trees in the dense forest that blocked out the sky, and looking around, any single tree was at least several zhang thick, appearing to have grown for thousands of years or more.

And on the ground, there were countless lush plants and vines.

Faintly, he could also hear the roars of some Yao Beasts.

A wild, untamed aura assailed him.

“This Secret Realm is actually a Small World.”

Chu Mo was somewhat surprised.

He didn't know much about Secret Realms; all his knowledge came from the Holy Land's ancient texts.

The so-called Secret Realms are mostly Immortal Caves opened by powerful individuals, such as the Immortal Caves or mausoleums of great powerful individuals. These Secret Realms can operate entirely by the support of the powerful individuals' magical power.

Another type is a Small World.

It contains living beings and various natural Heaven And Earth Treasures.

Such Small Worlds are generally fragmented worlds that drift in the Void Realm, are then absorbed by the Eastern Wang Dao Domain, and are then accidentally discovered by Martial Artists.

Generally speaking.

The gains from such Small Worlds are not significant, far inferior to the Immortal Caves or mausoleums of powerful individuals.

But…

Nothing is absolute.

If one is lucky, one can also gain immense benefits from a Small World.

Bang!

While Chu Mo was still pondering, a brilliant ray of light suddenly exploded in the distant sky.

This was precisely the signal agreed upon by Ling Baishuang before entering the Secret Realm.

“It seems they have confirmed their safety and are gathering!”

“I should hurry over too!”

Chu Mo collected his thoughts and headed in the direction of the signal.

Chapter 46: Ling Baishuang’s Strength, Sword Slashes a Tongxuan Realm Peak

He did not travel at full speed, but rather remained constantly vigilant of his surroundings, as this Secret Realm was fraught with unknown dangers, and there might be some peril lurking in the shadows.

If he were to advance at full speed.

If he were to run into something, he might not have enough time to dodge.

After traveling for a moment.

Chu Mo did not encounter any danger, but he suddenly discovered a treasure.

Not far away.

A brilliant Spiritual Plant grew, its leaves crystal clear, sparkling like stars, emitting dense Spiritual Qi.

“A thousand-year-old Purple Soul Grass!”

Chu Mo recognized it at a glance.

This is a rather rare Spiritual Plant that can help Martial Artists condense their Divine Soul and forge their Soul Palace.

In the Holy Land’s market, a hundred-year-old Purple Soul Grass requires over ten thousand Spirit Stones, while a thousand-year-old Purple Soul Grass is worth at least five hundred thousand Spirit Stones.

Five hundred thousand Spirit Stones!

This was a fortune that a Loose Cultivator Martial Artist in the Soul Palace Realm could never accumulate in a lifetime.

And Chu Mo, after arriving in the Secret Realm for only a short while, had already encountered it.

“The Secret Realm is indeed rich in resources!”

“No wonder once a Secret Realm is revealed, many factions and Loose Cultivators go crazy for it; the wealth contained within is truly astonishing!”

Chu Mo was somewhat emotional.

He did not immediately act to collect it, but first warily observed his surroundings.

Generally, where there are Heaven And Earth Treasures, there will be Vicious Beasts guarding them.

As expected.

As Chu Mo was surveying, he soon discovered a Yao Beast lying not far away.

It was a Qinglin Beast, several zhang tall.

Its head and horns were prominent, its aura formidable, at least comparable to the strength of a Tongxuan Realm Fifth Layer or higher.

“Roar!”

At this moment.

This Qinglin Beast also discovered Chu Mo and let out a roar, intending to drive Chu Mo away.

However, Chu Mo not only did not retreat but instead advanced slowly.

The Qinglin Beast could no longer tolerate it.

“Awooo!”

Finally, it could no longer bear it. With its four hooves galloping, its figure like lightning, it pounced towards Chu Mo.

While still mid-air, its sharp claws had already extended.

Under the sunlight, its sharp claws appeared deep red, shimmering with a flickering luster.

Undoubtedly.

If this were to hit, an ordinary Martial Artist would be severely injured even if they didn't die.

But Chu Mo merely dodged the attack with a flash.

The Qinglin Beast missed and tried to turn back to continue its attack.

But…

There was no longer an opportunity!

“Clang!”

As the sound of a sword being drawn suddenly rang out, a brilliant, sharp sword light shot into the sky, streaking across the firmament like aStreamer, instantly landing on the Qinglin Beast’s neck.

Pfft!

Boom!