1121: Chapter 1120 Inviting the Enemy into the Trap

"It is also possible that the junior knows she cannot hold it and wants to open it voluntarily to negotiate terms?" someone guessed.

"Negotiate terms? She is not worthy!"

The middle-aged Sword Cultivator sneered, "In my view, she is at her wit's end, merely putting up a deathbed struggle! This passage is so unstable; it is clearly the result of forced activation. If we do not enter now, then when?"

His words ignited the greed in many people's hearts.

The passage was open; the Legacy was right before their eyes!

Whoever entered first would be more likely to seize the initiative!

As for the danger?

Which of those present had not walked out from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood? Opportunity is sought amidst danger!

"Everyone, the passage is unstable, and there may be accidents. This old man is willing to scout ahead and lead the charge for everyone!"

Elder Chiyang said loudly. Before his voice had even faded, he transformed into a crimson rainbow and was the first to rush toward the vortex passage!

"Fellow Daoist Chihuo, wait! In such a dangerous place, it should be I, a Sword Cultivator, who charges forward!"

The middle-aged Sword Cultivator was unwilling to be left behind; his sword light flashed as he followed closely.

"Hmph! When it comes to life-saving and scouting, my Xuanming Sect has better methods!" A Tier 5 Powerhouse surrounded by black water vapor also transformed into a ghostly light and vanished into the passage.

In an instant, over ten Tier 5 Powerhouses, like sharks smelling blood, scrambled to rush into that vortex passage!

The remaining experts hesitated for a moment but could not restrain themselves, setting off one after another.

Only a few were exceptionally cautious, either relying on their status or having other plans; they remained where they were, watching coldly while their Divine Sense firmly locked onto the passage entrance.

The interior of the vortex passage was not a smooth path.

Space was extremely chaotic, with dark purple storms mixed with broken Law fragments, forming lethal cutting currents.

Even Tier 5 Powerhouses needed to be cautious here, deploying their protective spiritual light to resist the encroachment.

The passage wound downward, seemingly leading to the depths of the Secret Realm.

Elder Chiyang, the middle-aged Sword Cultivator, and the others who rushed in first moved extremely fast, spreading their Divine Sense and staying alert for any possible traps.

However, the journey was unexpectedly "peaceful."

Aside from the harsh environment, they encountered no Formations blocking them or any attacks.

This instead made some people feel even more uneasy.

"Something is wrong; it's too quiet..."

Elder Chiyang slowed down, his flaming pupils scanning the surroundings.

Just then—

"BOOM!!!"

From deep within the passage ahead, an earth-shattering roar resounded!

Immediately following, an incredibly violent energy shockwave swept along the passage, mixed with shrill screams and angry roars!

"It's the core area! A fight has broken out!"

"Did someone arrive first? Are they fighting over the Legacy?"

"Quick!"

When the experts who followed heard this, they immediately grew anxious. No longer caring to be cautious, they each displayed their Divine Abilities and rushed forward frantically.

Elder Chiyang and the others also changed expression and accelerated their flight.

At the end of the passage, the view suddenly opened up.

What appeared before them was not the imagined core palace of the Secret Realm, but a... fragmented and desolate land!

The sky was a distorted dark purple, the earth was cracked, lava flowed horizontally, and distant mountains had collapsed; clearly, a terrifying explosion had just occurred.

In the central area of the explosion, a dilapidated cyan palace, with only a small section remaining, stood tilted. The palace doors were shattered, revealing the deep darkness within.

In front of the palace, two figures were locked in a fierce battle!

One of them was indeed the graceful Galan, her light armor stained with blood!

At this moment, her aura was withered, her face pale, and blood overflowed from the corners of her mouth. The long sword in her hand was dim, and the protective cyan mist around her was shattered; she was being suppressed ruthlessly by her opponent.

And her opponent was surprisingly a four-armed alien Tier 5 Middle Stage powerhouse, surrounded by a grim Devilish Qi!

That devilish figure waved its four arms, and the Devilish Qi transformed into various hideous Vicious Beast phantoms, frantically pouncing on Galan with ruthless and lethal strikes.

Galan was parrying left and right, her situation precarious, as if she might be defeated and killed at any moment.

Further away on the ground, there were actually three or four corpses. Sensing their residual auras, they were also Tier 5 Powerhouses!

"They... had internal strife? And several died?"

The latecomers' pupils shrank upon seeing this.

"Who is that Devil Head? Such strong power!"

"Galan is injured! She is being hunted!"

"The Legacy must be in the palace! They started fighting to seize the Legacy!"

In a flash, these thoughts crossed the minds of many latecomers.

Greed instantly overrode suspicion.

Looking at the situation, it was clearly that the people who entered first had discovered the Legacy and fought each other, resulting in deaths and injuries. The strongest Devil Head was now hunting Galan, the recipient of the Legacy, wanting to take it away!

If they didn't act now, when would they?

"Devil Head, do not be arrogant! How can the Legacy be something you lay your hands on!"

A Tier 5 Early Stage Elder from a certain Righteous Path Sect shouted righteously, being the first to sacrifice his Magic Treasure, a golden light striking fiercely at that four-armed devilish shadow.

"Let's attack together! Kill this Devil Head first, then discuss the ownership of the Legacy!" someone else incited.

Although Elder Chiyang, the middle-aged Sword Cultivator, and others felt something was fishy, the scene before them was too "real"—the shattered Secret Realm land, the dilapidated palace, the injured Galan, the ferocious Devil Head, the corpses of their peers... everything fit the imagination of a "tragic struggle."

Most importantly, Galan indeed appeared heavily injured and weak, while that Devil Head's aura was powerful, making it the greatest threat.

Joining forces to eliminate the strongest first, then competing based on their own abilities, was the most logical strategy!

"Do it!"

Elder Chiyang no longer hesitated, and a fire dragon roared out.

The middle-aged Sword Cultivator's Sword Qi was like a rainbow, aiming straight for the Devil Head's back.

Other experts also took action, and the light from various Divine Abilities and Magic Treasures instantly submerged that area.

The four-armed devilish shadow seemed not to have expected so many enemies to arrive at once; it let out an angry roar, its Devilish Qi surging as it met the attack head-on.

However, two fists cannot rival four hands, let alone an onslaught from over ten Tier 5 Powerhouses?

In just a few exchanges, the devilish shadow's Devilish Qi was beaten into dissipation, and it retreated repeatedly, with several bone-deep wounds appearing on its body.

"Fellow Daoists, help me!"

Galan "barely" braced herself at this moment, her sword light rising again to cooperate with the crowd in besieging the Devil Head, yet a coldness that no one noticed flashed in her eyes.

The battle instantly entered a white-hot stage.

The experts who joined later each had their own ulterior motives; on the surface, they besieged the Devil Head, but secretly they were wary of each other, even quietly directing the aftershocks of their attacks toward potential competitors.

And that Devil Head was truly ferocious; even though it was heavily wounded, it still fought to the death without retreating, even risking several heavy blows to counter-kill a Tier 5 Early Stage old man, drawing a burst of shock and anger from the crowd.

A fierce glint flashed in Elder Chiyang's eyes. Spotting a flaw, his fire dragon suddenly coiled around one of the Devil Head's arms and tore it off ruthlessly!

"Roar!" The Devil Head howled in pain as that arm was actually torn off by force!

The middle-aged Sword Cultivator's sword light was like lightning, instantly piercing the Devil Head's chest!

Other attacks followed in quick succession.

Finally, with an unwilling roar, the four-armed devilish shadow's Devilish Qi completely collapsed, dissipating into wisps of breeze!

Everyone was stunned.

But before they could think further, another change occurred!

That dilapidated cyan palace suddenly erupted with one last blinding light, and then collapsed with a bang!

In the dust of the collapse, a cyan light sphere, enveloping an ancient Jade Slip and several items flashing with spiritual light, soared into the sky!