91: Chapter 91 Arrival of all parties

Outside the Secret Realm of Luoxia Valley, a faint purple mystical light, like a thin veil, lingered above the valley, and Spiritual Qi overflowed through the gaps in the light patterns.

Even the surrounding wild grass grew exceptionally lush.

Xiao Ruobai and Fang Hanyu mingled in the crowd, disguised by the mystical art of Cannot See Through Me; their appearances as a rough man and a timid youth were inconspicuous, while Little Black, having restrained its Aura, perched on Fang Hanyu's shoulder, resembling an ordinary grey sparrow.

Looking up, the high ground around the Secret Realm had already been occupied by various major powers.

Most conspicuous were the teams from the major Sects of Xuan Province; the banners of the Myriad Law Pavilion, Burning Heaven Palace, Formation Breaking Sect, and other Sects fluttered in the wind, each team possessing a magnificent Aura.

The green bamboo banner of the Myriad Law Pavilion, the crimson flame banner of the Burning Heaven Palace, the formation pattern banner of the Formation Breaking Sect... beneath each banner were dense throngs of people.

The most eye-catching were the teams from the Myriad Law Pavilion and the Burning Heaven Palace.

Yun Canghai, the Sect Leader of the Myriad Law Pavilion, wore a moon-white brocade robe, toying with a jade Ruyi scepter carved with formation patterns; the Spiritual Qi around him was solid as mist, and even the sway of his robe carried a steady rhythm.

Behind him followed twelve Elders, the lowest of whom were in the Cave Heaven Realm, their sleeves embroidered with the characters "Myriad Law" glowing softly in the morning light.

Further back were a hundred Disciples, seventy percent of whom were in the Late Stage Foundation Establishment Realm, and there were also more than twenty Core Formation Realm Disciples.

"The Myriad Law Pavilion has really gone all out this time."

Fang Hanyu lowered his voice, his gaze falling on the white-robed youth beside Yun Canghai.

That youth had sharply arched eyebrows and a dark jade pendant carved with the characters "Chief" hanging from his waist; the fluctuation of his spiritual power had already reached the Peak Core Formation Realm. He was none other than Liu Chengfeng, the Chief Disciple of the Myriad Law Pavilion.

When he swept his gaze over the Disciples of other Sects, his chin was slightly raised, and the arrogance in his eyes almost overflowed, as if the people around him were unworthy to be in the same place as him.

Just now, a Core Formation Early Stage Disciple from the Formation Breaking Sect had accidentally blocked his path; he merely gave a faint glance, and that Disciple was forced to retreat repeatedly by an invisible Sword Intent, almost falling down the stone steps.

The team from the Burning Heaven Palace was equally not to be underestimated.

Sect Leader Lie Tianxiong stood at the front of the team, with six Grand Elders standing behind him, each exuding a powerful Aura.

A group of Disciples were scattered around the Elders.

At the very back of the team were three black-robed old men.

A powerful flame Aura emanated from their bodies, making those who approached them feel as if they were being scorched, full of oppressive force.

Lie Tianxiong stared intently at Yun Canghai; having been beaten four times in two days previously, he was filled with anger towards Yun Canghai.

He wished he could rush up now and fight three hundred rounds.

But thinking about it, he probably still couldn't defeat Yun Canghai, so he could only glare at him fiercely.

Yun Canghai seemed oblivious to Lie Tianxiong's gaze, still calmly looking towards the Secret Realm.

To Yun Canghai, Lie Tianxiong was just a brainless brute, posing no threat; instead, the three black-robed old men made Yun Canghai feel a subtle sense of threat.

Just then, within the Burning Heaven Palace team, a red-haired youth suddenly stepped forward, a faint flame spiritual light rising around him. It was Lin Lie, the Chief Disciple of the Burning Heaven Palace.

He stared at Liu Chengfeng's back, clenching his fists until they cracked, his knuckles white from the effort.

After being injured and bedridden for a month last time, the Burning Heaven Palace had invested a large amount of resources in him, forcibly pushing him from the Middle Stage Core Formation to the Late Stage Core Formation, all to gain an advantage over the Myriad Law Pavilion.

"Liu Chengfeng!"

Lin Lie's voice carried a deliberately heightened Battle Intent, like a thunderclap exploding in the crowd.

"Last time I came to visit, you hid and wouldn't fight me. This time, if we meet in the Secret Realm, I hope you won't disappoint me!"

"I'll see if your title of 'Myriad Law's Number One' is true skill or just something your Sect propped you up with!"

Liu Chengfeng turned at the words, a cold sneer playing on his lips, the disdain in his eyes unconcealed: "You? You don't even have the qualifications to make me draw my sword."

"You!"

Lin Lie's eyes widened in fury, the flames around him suddenly flaring up several times, but he was held back by the Burning Heaven Palace Sect Leader's raised hand.

The Burning Heaven Palace Sect Leader's face was grim as he looked in the direction of the Myriad Law Pavilion Sect Leader, gritting his teeth and saying,

"Yun Canghai, your Disciple's tone is as big as yours, but I wonder if his strength can match it!"

Yun Canghai toyed with a jade Ruyi scepter in his hand, his expression unperturbed.

"Once the wound is healed, the pain is forgotten. Strength isn't spoken of; the truth will be revealed in the Secret Realm."

Lie Tianxiong's face flushed crimson with anger, his chest heaving violently. Just as he was about to erupt, he was pulled back by Grand Elder Yan Cangyun, who was beside him.

Yan Cangyun leaned close to his ear and whispered,

"Sect Leader, the Secret Realm has not yet opened. Acting now would only allow forces like the Formation Breaking Sect and Azure Profound Sect to reap the benefits. Our goal this time is the ancient Legacy within the Secret Realm; we cannot lose sight of the bigger picture for a small matter."

Only then did Lie Tianxiong forcefully suppress his rage, glaring fiercely at Yun Canghai, the hatred in his eyes almost solidifying.

He still remembered the taste of being bedridden after being beaten by that "Palm Art Descending from Heaven," but he had to find an outlet for this pent-up frustration.

As the two conversed, the Sect Leader of the Formation Breaking Sect stood nearby, his eyes resentfully fixed on the teams of the Myriad Law Pavilion and the Burning Heaven Palace.

Chen Tieshan, the Sect Leader of the Formation Breaking Sect, stood to the side, watching the two major powers clash, his eyes filled with resentment.

He clenched the formation-breaking awl in his sleeve, his knuckles white, cold sweat seeping from between his fingers.

Last time, when the Burning Heaven Palace and the Myriad Law Pavilion fought in the Forbidden Ground of the Formation Breaking Sect, they ended up firmly accusing the Formation Breaking Sect of "colluding with the enemy," forcing him to compensate with thirty percent of his spiritual mines and five furnaces of "Divine Pills" to settle the matter.

The already not-so-wealthy Formation Breaking Sect was made even worse off; even the Body Tempering soup for the Disciples had to be brewed with ordinary herbs. This time coming to the Secret Realm, he only brought fifty Disciples, only a dozen or so in the Late Stage Foundation Establishment Realm, and only three Core Formation Realm Disciples, not even a fraction of the Myriad Law Pavilion's number.

"Hmph, two old foxes, only good at bullying small Sects like ours."

Chen Tieshan grumbled to himself, his gaze sweeping over the sparse figures in his own team, then looking at the massive formations of the Burning Heaven Palace and the Myriad Law Pavilion. The frustration in his heart grew, and even his breathing became heavy.

"Oh, isn't that the old fire ghost from the Burning Heaven Palace? You can actually get out of bed and walk around?"

A rough voice suddenly rang out as Shi Wanshan, carrying a dark iron sword, led a team of nineteen from the Azure Profound Sect over.

He scrutinized the Burning Heaven Palace Sect Leader, his tone full of mockery.

"Last time you were beaten black and blue, I thought you'd be in bed until next year."

Lie Tianxiong's face instantly turned liver-colored, and his already pent-up temper instantly exploded.

"Shi Wanshan! Don't be so sarcastic! My Burning Heaven Palace's affairs are none of a fat man like you's business!"

But when he saw the Azure Profound Sect's team, with only three Elders and a dozen Disciples, without even a proper formation, he sneered again.

The mockery in his voice almost overflowed.

"I see the Azure Profound Sect truly has no one left, sending just a few 'cats and dogs' like this? You might as well give up your position among the Seven Sects sooner rather than later; don't just sit on the toilet without doing anything!"

Shi Wanshan's eyes turned cold. He stared at the Burning Heaven Palace Sect Leader, then a look of disdain appeared on his lips as he softly uttered two words.

"Idiot..."