1032: Chapter 1031 Relic Restrictions, Random Teleportation

However, at the very moment he touched that repulsive force field—

Weng!!!

At the core of the Secret Realm nebula, a rift suddenly split open in the thick, deep colors, and an invisible Wind Blade, refined to the extreme, shot out silently.

This Wind Blade was shadowless and formless, but everyone's hearts trembled violently.

The moment it appeared, every living being that perceived it—whether the high-and-mighty Tier 5 Powerhouses or the ordinary Cultivators on the platform—felt a sense of great terror and great extinction rise from the depths of their Souls!

Time seemed to be stretched out in that instant.

Everyone clearly saw that all the Magic Treasures the old man had summoned—whether the brilliantly shining shields or the jade talismans covered in runes—the moment they were touched by that Wind Blade, they melted and vanished silently like snow under the sun, leaving not a trace of residue or a wisp of smoke behind.

The protective divine light the old man had sustained by burning his life force, along with the Dharma Idol Phantom he had pushed forward with all his might, also shattered into pieces like fragile glass, dissipating into the most basic energy particles.

The determination and madness on the old man's face froze, replaced by an incomprehensible blankness and a fear that reached deep into his bones.

He opened his mouth, seemingly wanting to say something, but before any sound could be made—

The Wind Blade arrived in an instant, lightly tapping his forehead.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, no shrill cries of despair.

Starting from the point where the beam of light touched him, the old man's body rapidly became transparent and ethereal, as if the very concept of his existence was being "erased" from this Universe.

In less than a hundredth of a breath, this Tier 5 Powerhouse, who once stood at the peak of all living beings and possessed the power to move mountains and fill seas, completely vanished without a trace, along with all his Aura and marks.

The spot was empty, as if he had never existed.

Only that invisible blade of light, after completing the "erasure," quietly retracted into the nebula rift, which then closed up.

The nebula continued to rotate, the repulsive force field remained, and the ancient will of the restrictive rules continued to echo coldly in their perception.

Dead silence.

On the platform, a dead silence fell.

The other Tier 5 Powerhouses, who had been restless and attempting to break the Restriction by force just moments ago, were all silent now.

Their Dharma Idol Phantoms' light dimmed, their Aura was restrained, and their eyes stared fixedly at the place where the old man had disappeared, filled with unspeakable solemnity, wariness, and even... a hint of alarm.

Even they wouldn't dare to take the power shown by that Wind Blade head-on; besides, who knew how many more such attacks this Legacy could still unleash!

No one wanted to risk their lives to benefit others!

"Hmph!"

The Golden-Armored Phantom was the first to let out a cold snort. The giant halberd was put away, the golden light faded, and the massive phantom slowly faded out, leaving only a cold Divine Thought echoing in the minds of the relevant personnel of his faction: "Act according to the rules."

He gave up his plan to enter by force.

The other Tier 5 Powerhouses followed suit.

Black lotuses were withdrawn, sword light dissipated, holy hymns ceased, and the demonic and monstrous Auras retreated...

One by one, the terrifying projections of will and power receded like a tide, no longer attempting to challenge the ancient Restriction at the Secret Realm entrance.

Though unwilling, in the face of absolute strength, even Tier 5 Powerhouses had to bow their heads.

With the threat and interference of the Tier 5 Powerhouses completely gone, a strange "stability" returned to the order on the platform.

Those remaining were the "below Tier 5" individuals permitted to enter the Secret Realm.

After a brief silence, the crowd surged once more.

This time, there was much less coveting and pressure from the top levels, but a few more degrees of reverence for the unpredictable power of the Secret Realm itself, as well as a more fervent longing for the "Opportunity" that might exist deep within the Secret Realm—an Opportunity even Tier 5 Powerhouses craved.

Countless figures, like carps crossing a river, converged once again toward the deep dark-purple and ink-green nebula with complex emotions of nervousness, anticipation, and determination.

The energy ripples at the entrance still gently "accepted" them, as if the terrifying erasure from moments ago had never happened.

Black Dream's team also began to move again.

In the team, the Youth in Brocade Robes, the Brawny Man Carrying a Saber, and others all had solemn expressions. The scene of the Tier 5 Powerhouse being instantly erased was deeply etched in their hearts, giving them a brand new, more terrifying understanding of the Secret Realm's danger Rank.

Their previous mockery and warnings toward Li Wuji now seemed pale and powerless—in the face of Secret Realm rules that could easily erase even a Tier 5 Powerhouse, what did a small difference in personal strength matter?

The Black-Armored Man said in a deep voice, "Did you all see that? Within the Secret Realm, the danger far exceeds expectations."

"Every action must be more cautious. Let's go!"

The White-Skirted Woman remained cold and aloof, but a faint ripple seemed to pass through her gaze as she looked toward the Secret Realm entrance.

Black Dream took a deep breath, looked at Li Wuji beside her, and whispered, "Teacher..."

Li Wuji withdrew his gaze from the nebula entrance, which was constantly swallowing the experts from all sides pouring in.

His face still held that calm expression, but deep in his eyes, there seemed to be a reflection of that dark-purple beam that had erased the Tier 5 Powerhouse, and something even deeper that no one could understand.

He shook his head slightly with a smile and took the lead, stepping toward the rotating, magnificent, all-consuming entrance.

"Let's go. The greater the risk, the greater the reward. Perhaps this is the new starting point for you to fulfill your ideals."

His voice was calm and steady, blending into the noisy yet orderly sounds of the crowd around them.

Stepping through that layer of dark-purple and ink-green energy ripples, there wasn't the expected violent spatial tearing or weightlessness. Instead, it felt like passing through a cool curtain of water; his body lightened slightly, and the scene before his eyes completely changed.

Randomly scattered; the expected team gathering did not occur.

An irresistible, vast, and unpredictable power of spatial displacement instantly enveloped every entrant.

Li Wuji only felt the surrounding light and shadows rapidly distort and stretch. Black Dream's figure, which had been within reach, the Black-Armored Man's solemn face, the White-Skirted Woman's fluttering skirt, and even the entire noisy and crowded flow of people at the entrance all blurred and dissipated in an instant, like being completely scrambled and scattered by an invisible giant hand.

The next moment, the feeling of solid ground returned.

Silence reigned all around, with only the whimpering of a breeze blowing across the barren rocks.

Li Wuji stood upon a vast and desolate wilderness.

The sky was a murky dark yellow, with no sun, moon, or stars—only flowing clouds that looked like muddy paint.

The ground was scorched black, covered in cracked fissures and weathered, jagged rocks. As far as the eye could see, there was no sign of plants or water, only a dead silence of vastness.

The air was filled with a faint smell of sulfur and an even older, stale scent.

His Divine Soul power quietly spread out. Within his range of perception, there was no Aura of any other entrant from the same batch besides himself.

The spatial displacement was random; everyone had been scattered to different corners of this Secret Realm world.

"Random teleportation... it saves quite a bit of trouble."

Li Wuji muttered to himself, his face showing no sign of surprise.