94: Now is a good time to take action

Not far away, Yun Canghai, the Sect Master of Myriad Law Pavilion, also frowned. This place could at most only activate the Purple Mansion Realm level.

He looked up at the sky above the Secret Realm, where a pale purple Restriction halo covered it like a celestial curtain, clearly a rule inherent to the Secret Realm.

"Secret Realm Restriction — no matter how high one's cultivation was before, one can only exert Purple Mansion Realm strength at most."

As these words spread, the surrounding Cultivators instantly erupted into an uproar.

The Cave Heaven Realm and Heavenly Human Realm powerhouses from various Sects all showed surprise, clearly caught off guard by this sudden suppression.

They tried to circulate their Spiritual Qi, but their Spiritual Qi suddenly stagnated, as if bound tightly by an invisible鎖.

The Demon Heaven Sect Master, Moluo, was even more furious, his Devilish Qi surging wildly around him, yet he could not break through the Purple Mansion Realm's shackles. In the end, he could only kick a nearby rock violently, shattering it, to vent his anger.

"Hahahaha! This is great!"

A excited shout suddenly broke the solemn atmosphere.

The speaker was a middle-aged Purple Mansion Realm Cultivator, who had previously been inconspicuous in the crowd due to his low cultivation.

Now, seeing that even Heavenly Human Realm powerhouses were suppressed to the same level as himself, he immediately straightened his back, swinging the formation-breaking cone in his hand with vigor.

"Now those high and mighty Sect powerhouses have the same cultivation as me! We also have the right to compete for the Secret Realm treasures!"

These words were like a stone thrown into a lake, instantly stirring up a thousand ripples. Many Purple Mansion Realm Cultivators echoed him, and the originally suppressed atmosphere instantly became restless.

They had been suppressed by high-level Cultivators for years, and now they finally had a chance to compete. A fervent light ignited in their eyes, and their gaze towards the depths of the Secret Realm was filled with anticipation.

Shi Wanshan, however, was open-minded. Although his Purple Mansion Realm Spiritual Qi was not as abundant as usual, it was enough to cope.

At the edge of the crowd, Xiao Ruobai and Fang Hanyu exchanged glances, both seeing surprise in each other's eyes.

Xiao Ruobai quietly condensed a wisp of battle Qi on his fingertip, and golden Spiritual Qi burst through his Meridians like thunder, without the slightest sense of being suppressed.

His heart stirred, and he deliberately raised his aura, climbing from the Early Stage Purple Mansion Realm all the way to the Middle Stage Cave Heaven Realm. His Spiritual Qi was astonishingly stable, and not even a ripple appeared in his robes.

He suddenly turned to look at Fang Hanyu and transmitted, "Junior Brother, did you notice?"

Fang Hanyu had already been secretly probing. Upon hearing this, he immediately nodded, his eyes filled with shock.

"This Secret Realm's rules are completely useless against us!"

He paused, then suddenly clenched his fist, "Is it because of the 'Can't See Through Me' Cultivation Technique Master taught us? Did it deceive this Secret Realm's Restriction?"

Xiao Ruobai slowly released his hand from the Dragon Soul Halberd, his fingertip tracing the patterns on the halberd's shaft. His transmitted voice held a hint of sharpness.

"The Cultivation Technique Master gave us has always been extraordinary. It's most likely that."

He looked up and scanned the Great Yan Dynasty's team in the distance, a cold arc forming on his lips, "Now, this will be interesting."

At this moment, several Cave Heaven Realm elders of the Great Yan Dynasty were surrounding the Imperial Prince, having apparently also discovered the situation of their cultivation being suppressed, and their expressions were not very good.

The shock of the cultivation suppression had not yet fully dissipated, but the Cultivators from various Sects could no longer suppress their desire for Opportunity and rushed towards the depths of the Secret Realm, their actions revealing the true nature of their Sects.

The Burning Heaven Palace team was the most impatient. Lie Tianxiong's face was ashen as he clenched his fists, the lingering fire Spiritual Qi around him occasionally sparking, falling onto the Spiritual Mist on the ground, causing the mist to sizzle.

"Hurry up, all of you! Let's go to that Spiritual Plant slope first!"

He let out a low roar, taking the lead and rushing towards the distant, glowing hillside. His Disciples followed closely behind, their fire Spiritual Qi forming faint fiery rings around them, serving both as an aid for travel and a deterrent.

The most eye-catching was the Demon Heaven Sect team.

Moluo walked at the forefront, the skull heads on his skull bracelet swaying gently with his steps, the eerie green flames flickering in their eye sockets, alternately bright and dim.

Black Devilish Qi condensed into a faint mist beneath his feet. Wherever he passed, even the Spiritual Mist on the ground seemed to be forced back by an invisible chill, instinctively rolling to both sides, revealing bare, dark brown soil.

As they reached a moss-covered rock, a dozen golden Qi Condensation Ganoderma grew from its crevices.

Two Loose Cultivators were squatting there, their fingertips just touching the leaves of the Spiritual Plant. Their peripheral vision caught sight of the Demon Heaven Sect's black robes, and they frantically tried to stuff the freshly picked Qi Condensation Ganoderma into their Storage Pouches, not even bothering to brush off the mud on their knees.

Moluo did not stop, merely glancing at them sideways, a sinister smile suddenly appearing on his lips.

The next second, the Devilish Qi at his fingertips suddenly surged, no longer entangling chains, but transforming into two sharp black Qi blades that sliced through the air with a "swish," accurately piercing the backs of the two Loose Cultivators.

The Loose Cultivators' bodies stiffened abruptly, their hands paused mid-air as they tried to stuff things into their Storage Pouches. Blood seeped out along the path of the Qi blades, quickly staining the coarse cloth shirts on their chests.

They tried to turn their heads, but didn't even have the strength to twist their necks, only letting out a few faint "ho ho" sounds, their eyes fixed on the scattered Qi Condensation Ganoderma on the ground, their pupils filled with unwillingness and fear.

"Since when did this place become something you ants can touch?"

Moluo's tone remained flat, as if he had merely stepped on two ants.

He walked past the twitching bodies of the Loose Cultivators, his skull bracelet swaying gently. With a casual wave, two wisps of Devilish Qi swept around the Loose Cultivators' waists, hooking their Storage Pouches over.

As he threw them to the Disciple behind him, he also used Devilish Qi to shred the Loose Cultivators' corpses. Black and red flesh mixed with Spiritual Mist scattered into the air, leaving no trace behind.

He walked forward without looking back. The Demon Heaven Sect Disciple behind him smiled as he took the Storage Pouches, his gaze sweeping over the lingering bloodstains on the ground without a hint of emotion, as if the recent killing was just a trivial matter.

Meanwhile, several Loose Cultivators hidden behind the Spiritual Mist not far away, seeing this scene, covered their mouths in fright, not daring to even breathe loudly. Only after the Demon Heaven Sect team had completely departed did they scramble away, trembling, not even daring to approach that patch of rock.

The Loose Cultivators formed small groups of two or three, not daring to approach the routes of the major Sects, only searching for scattered Spiritual Plants in the peripheral areas. Occasionally, they would argue over a century-old Spiritual Plant, but they dared not actually fight.

After all, in front of the major Sects, their petty squabbles were truly insignificant.

Xiao Ruobai gripped his Dragon Soul Halberd, and with Fang Hanyu, used the Spiritual Mist to keep a close eye on the Great Yan Dynasty team ahead.

The Imperial Prince was protected in the middle by the Cave Heaven Realm elders. He occasionally bent down to pluck at roadside Spiritual Plants, but seeing that they were all low-grade, he frowned and waved his hand, urging the elders to go to places with denser Spiritual Qi, wanting to be the first to find better treasures.

Although the elders agreed, their steps remained orderly, always maintaining a defensive formation.

They reached the mouth of a narrow mountain valley, where the rock walls on both sides were steep, and the Spiritual Mist was denser than elsewhere.

Xiao Ruobai's eyes lit up, and he quietly nodded to Fang Hanyu — this place was easy to defend and difficult to attack, making it a good time to act.