108: Huh? Senior Ling Qiong, how come you're still alive?

After everyone in the Secret Realm had left, Xiao Ruobai turned to look at Fang Hanyu, a hint of excitement flashing in his eyes.

"Now that there's no one in the Secret Realm to get in the way, it's the perfect time to collect all the treasures here and give Master a surprise."

Fang Hanyu immediately understood, nodding with a smile.

"Senior Brother is right! Before, we were so busy fighting that we didn't even have time to see how many good things were hidden in this Secret Realm."

The two immediately sprang into action. Xiao Ruobai, using the connection between the Tongtian Pagoda and the Secret Realm, could clearly sense the treasure points where Spiritual Veins converged, as if he held a precise treasure map.

Fang Hanyu followed closely behind. When they encountered treasures hidden behind Restrictions, a light swing of his sword could cleave the Restriction open, his movements swift and decisive.

In the Spiritual Plant garden deep within the Secret Realm, thousand-year-old Spiritual Plants covered the area in vast patches, a dazzling sight.

In the ore vein area, High-Grade Spirit Stones, rich in Spiritual Qi, were piled up like small mountains. Sunlight, filtering through cracks in the Secret Realm, refracted brilliant light off the Spirit Stones.

Profound Iron, embedded in the rocks, gleamed with a cold, hard black light, while Cold Copper emitted a faint blue halo. Both were excellent Materials for refining High-Grade Magical Artifacts.

At the same time, Moluo and Xue Wushang fled from the Secret Realm in disarray.

Moluo was severely injured, his aura weak. Of all the Demon Heaven Sect members who entered the Secret Realm this time, none survived except Moluo, a truly tragic outcome.

Xue Wushang was no better; he had an arm directly severed, a miserable sight. His Storage Ring was also lost in the Secret Realm and not brought out, all his accumulated wealth turning to naught.

Only a handful of Blood Soul Sect remnants managed to escape.

"This hatred is irreconcilable!"

Moluo clutched the wound on his chest, gritting his teeth.

"Those two not only ruined our plans but also killed so many of my Demon Heaven Sect Disciples. If I don't kill them, I, Moluo, swear I am not human!"

"I've already sent a message to the Sect's Old Ancestors!"

A fierce glint flashed in Moluo's eyes, his voice urgent.

"The Old Ancestors have been in seclusion for hundreds of years and are already at the Peak of the King Realm. Moreover, they have the Sect's sacred treasure, the 'demon subduing cauldron,' in hand!

As long as the Old Ancestors act personally, and with the power of the sacred treasure, even if those two can control the Tongtian Pagoda, they will be no match!"

Xue Wushang's eyes were equally filled with hatred.

"My Blood Soul Sect's Old Ancestor is also at the Peak of the King Realm. His 'blood soul banner' is an ancient sacred treasure capable of gathering the power of tens of thousands of wronged Souls. As long as we can trap those two, we can surely grind them to dust!"

The two exchanged glances, seeing greed and venom in each other's eyes.

The Spirit Stones and Spiritual Plants in the Secret Realm were already an immense fortune, and with a peerless treasure like the Tongtian Pagoda, even without previous grudges, they would never let Xiao Ruobai and Fang Hanyu leave alive.

Now, with new and old hatreds compounded, they wished to tear the two to shreds immediately.

No sooner had Moluo and Xue Wushang finished their harsh words than the forces of various Sects, who had already turned to leave, stopped in their tracks.

Lie Tianxiong of the Burning Heaven Palace looked in the direction of Moluo and Xue Wushang, his face full of hesitation, wanting to see the ensuing excitement but also fearing more trouble.

People from Cold Moon Valley and Tianyan Sect also quietly retreated to a distance, their gazes darting between Moluo, Xue Wushang, and the Azure Profound Sect team, clearly wanting to watch the show.

Shi Wanshan stood at the front of the Azure Profound Sect team, listening to Moluo and Xue Wushang clamoring about inviting "Peak King Realm Old Ancestors" and "sacred treasures," his eyes suddenly turning cold.

These two Demonic Cultivators truly didn't know when to stop, even at death's door. After suffering such a great loss, they were still coveting Xiao Ruobai and Hanyu's Tongtian Pagoda Legacy; they were simply courting death!

He subtly scanned the Azure Profound Sect Disciple queue, his gaze falling on an unremarkable young man at the end of the line.

He quietly transmitted a message: "Old Ancestor, these two Demonic Cultivators want to invite their Sect's Old Ancestors and sacred treasures. Are you confident you can handle it?"

The young man wore an ordinary Azure Profound Sect Disciple uniform, with plain features and an aura stable at the early Core Formation Realm. Blending into the crowd, he was inconspicuous, and he was none other than the Azure Profound Sect's Fifth Ancestor, disguised as a Disciple.

The Fifth Ancestor slightly raised his eyes, a faint golden spiritual light flashing within, then quickly returned to his honest appearance, transmitting a reply.

"A piece of cake. They're just two small demons at the Peak King Realm, plus two sacred treasures. They can't stir up much trouble. Don't worry, with me here, Xiao Ruobai and Hanyu will be fine."

Shi Wanshan felt a sense of relief, completely putting his mind at ease.

Although he was currently also at the Peak King Realm, facing five Peak King Realm Cultivators plus two great sacred treasures by himself would still be somewhat strenuous.

During this Secret Realm trip, Xuan Yangzi, fearing for the Disciples' safety, specifically chose the Fifth Ancestor to accompany them disguised as an ordinary Disciple.

These Disciples were the Sect's precious darlings. Whenever there were activities like outdoor training or Secret Realm explorations that might involve danger, high-level Cultivators would definitely be arranged to secretly protect them.

Like this Secret Realm trip, on the surface, Shi Wanshan led the team, but in reality, the Fifth Ancestor was hidden... Xiao Ruobai and Fang Hanyu were still unaware of what was happening outside. Their minds were focused on collecting treasures in the Secret Realm, and two days passed in a flash.

Xiao Ruobai and Fang Hanyu now had more than a dozen Storage Rings piled in front of them, each one packed to the brim.

"That's about it. Most of the valuable things in the Secret Realm are here."

Xiao Ruobai clapped the dust off his hands, and just as he was about to stretch and catch his breath, he suddenly frowned.

He could clearly feel that the mark connecting the Tongtian Pagoda to the Secret Realm was weakening. The surrounding Spiritual Qi was rapidly dissipating like receding tide, and even the ground beneath their feet was trembling slightly, as if it could crack open at any moment.

"What's wrong, Senior Brother?"

Fang Hanyu also sensed that something was amiss and quickly put away his smile, asking.

"This Secret Realm won't last much longer."

Xiao Ruobai said in a deep voice.

"The Tongtian Pagoda was originally the core of the Secret Realm. Now that I've refined it, the Secret Realm is like a body without its backbone. Before, Senior Ling Qiong used the Secret Realm's power to set up Restrictions, suppressing the cultivation of so many people, which also consumed a lot of the Secret Realm's Spiritual Qi."

"Now, the Spiritual Qi is rapidly dissipating. In less than two hours, this place will sink into a spatial rift. We need to get out as soon as possible."

Fang Hanyu's expression hardened, and he immediately gripped his sword hilt: "Then let's go quickly!"

"Wait a moment, let's put away the Tongtian Pagoda first."

Saying this, he closed his eyes, and his consciousness, following the mark in his Sea of Consciousness, slowly sank into the interior of the Tongtian Pagoda.

When he had refined the Tongtian Pagoda before, he only had time to feel the vast space and Legacy within the tower, and hadn't meticulously explored every corner.

But this time, as soon as his consciousness entered the tower, he was stunned by the sight before him.

In the core of the tower, which should have been empty, floated a wisp of a translucent remnant Soul. The remnant Soul was enveloped in a faint golden halo.

Yet it was as weak as a flickering candle in the wind, each flicker seeming as if it would extinguish. It was Ling Qiong, who at this moment was struggling even to maintain his Soul body.

When he saw Xiao Ruobai's consciousness enter, he barely managed to lift his eyelids, his voice a hoarse whisper, like a dying breath: "You... you're back."

Xiao Ruobai's consciousness condensed into a human form, and he walked forward in surprise: "Huh? Senior Ling Qiong, how are you still alive?"

He had previously thought that after Ling Qiong handed over the Tongtian Pagoda and its Legacy, his Soul would have long since dissipated along with the Secret Realm's Restrictions.

After all, in those storybooks he used to read, didn't the powerful figures always "retire after accomplishing their mission" and have their Souls annihilated after passing on their Legacy?

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