89: Chapter 89: Sacrifice of Good and Evil Opens a Secret Realm; Tang Xun Steals the Motions!

The Azure Cloud Sect's frontline camp has been operating for many years.

All kinds of defensive Formations are fully equipped.

With dozens of Core Formation Elders sitting in command and thousands of Disciples stationed there.

Even if the Heavenly Demon Valley were to pour out its entire force, attempting to break through by force would inevitably result in heavy casualties.

The final result would only be mutual destruction.

"Tang Xun!"

Liu Ruyan looked at the silent Tang Xun, feeling a bit panicked in her heart.

She subconsciously grabbed his hand.

"Don't panic."

Tang Xun held her cold hand in return; the warmth transmitted from his palm made Liu Ruyan's chaotic thoughts settle slightly.

"Something is wrong."

Tang Xun narrowed his eyes.

His brain worked at high speed.

"This reckless fighting style of the Heavenly Demon Valley doesn't look like it's for conquering territory at all."

"Instead..."

"Like what?"

"Like they are throwing their lives away."

Tang Xun said, word by word.

Liu Ruyan was stunned.

Throwing their lives away?

Who would launch such a large-scale attack just to throw their lives away?

"I don't know what they are up to."

Tang Xun took a deep breath, forcing himself to stay calm.

"But now is not the time to think about this."

He looked at Liu Ruyan, his expression becoming extremely serious.

"Senior Sister, listen to me."

"No matter what happens outside, even if the sky falls, you must absolutely not leave the Alchemy Division for even half a step!"

"The Core Formation set up by the Sect is here; it is the safest place in the entire camp."

"Do you understand?"

Looking at Tang Xun's unquestionable gaze, Liu Ruyan nodded heavily.

"I understand!"

She knew now was not the time for romantic feelings.

Although she was worried about Tang Xun, she was even more aware of her responsibilities.

"What about you?"

She still couldn't help but ask.

"Me?"

Tang Xun curled the corner of his mouth into a faint smile.

"I am just a small Foundation Establishment Stage Disciple; of course, I will stay in the safest place and help Elder Liu with chores."

That was what he said.

But Liu Ruyan read a hint of hidden meaning in his eyes.

Before she could think further, anxious shouting came from outside.

"Elder Liu! Elder Liu!"

"Urgent order from the Sect! All managing Elders, assemble at the Council Hall immediately!"

Liu Ruyan took one last look at Tang Xun.

Her eyes filled with concern and entrustment.

"Be careful in everything."

"Don't worry."

Liu Ruyan walked quickly out of the Alchemy Chamber.

Outside was already a scene of chaos.

Countless sword lights rose from all parts of the camp.

Gathering into torrents of light, they surged toward the front defense line.

The alarm bells, the shouts of Cultivators, and the humming of Magical Artifacts being activated were deafening.

Tang Xun stood at the entrance of the Alchemy Chamber.

He looked at the sky stained red by Devilish Qi.

He always felt that a huge conspiracy was hidden behind this.

A plot that exceeded his imagination.

He did not like this feeling of being unable to control things.

"It seems I have to find an opportunity to go to the front line and see."

He muttered to himself.

He turned around and walked back into the Alchemy Chamber, closing the stone door behind him.

The next second.

Thousand Faces (Green) activated.

His figure blurred, and silently, he turned into an inconspicuous Utility Disciple responsible for transporting medicinal materials.

Two Realms Mountain had become a living hell.

The sounds of killing shook the heavens and earth.

The brilliance of spiritual power collided madly with the black mist of Devilish Qi.

Each collision exploded into a splendid and deadly firework.

Severed limbs and arms splattered everywhere like fallen leaves swept up by a gale.

Blood stained the ground beneath their feet, gathering into sticky little streams.

The air was filled with a thick smell of blood.

And the burnt smell after spiritual power was detonated.

It was so choking that it made people want to vomit.

The Disciples of the Azure Cloud Sect formed various sword Formations.

Struggling to resist the tidal attacks of the Demonic Path Cultivators.

These demonic Cultivators were like madmen.

They completely disregarded their own lives.

They would even directly detonate their own Dantian.

Just to blast a small gap in the Azure Cloud Sect's defensive line.

This life-for-life fighting style was tragic to the extreme.

In less than an hour of battle.

The Azure Cloud Sect had already suffered hundreds of casualties.

And on the side of the Heavenly Demon Valley, the number of fallen corpses was too numerous to count.

The Blood Slaughter Immortal Master hovered expressionlessly behind the Demonic Path army.

He watched the battlefield below, which was like a meat grinder.

His fists, hidden in his sleeves, were clenched tightly.

Just a moment ago.

He had once again sent a message to the high-level Sect members, requesting to pause the offensive and reformulate tactics.

Using human lives to fill this gap was meaningless!

Even if they could exhaust the Azure Cloud Sect to death in the end.

Their Heavenly Demon Valley would definitely suffer a heavy blow to their Origin Qi, and they wouldn't be able to recover without hundreds of years of recuperation.

However.

The reply he received was a cold, emotionless secret command.

"Continue the attack, regardless of casualties."

"This is a death order; violators will have their Soul lamps extinguished."

The heart of the Blood Slaughter Immortal Master sank to the bottom of the valley.

He didn't understand.

He didn't understand at all.

What exactly did the high-level Sect members want to do?

Could it be that these Disciples fighting for their lives on the front line were just a series of cannon fodder that could be discarded at any time in their eyes?

He looked up.

He glanced at the other Core Formation Elders nearby who also looked grave.

They had clearly received similar orders.

This war had been filled with an indescribable strangeness from the very beginning.

Tang Xun was currently mixed in with a group of logistics Disciples.

He was transporting boxes of newly refined Medicinal Pills to the front line.

He had changed into a plain and unremarkable face.

His cultivation was also suppressed to the Qi Refinement Stage.

He perfectly blended into the noisy and chaotic environment around him.

His Divine Sense, however, had long since spread out.

Like an invisible ghost, he watched this bloody war coldly.

The more he watched, the deeper his doubts became.

"They are... sacrificing?"

An absurd and horrifying thought suddenly emerged in Tang Xun's mind.

Using the blood and lives of tens of thousands of Cultivators to sacrifice?

What exactly are they aiming for?

Just then.

"Dang—!"

A clear, ancient bell sound, as if coming from the dawn of time, rang through the entire world without warning.

This bell sound did not seem to come from any direction.

Instead, it rang directly in the depths of everyone's Soul.

The moment the bell rang.

The entire battlefield.

The noisy sounds of fighting.

The violent sounds of spiritual power colliding.

Actually, in an instant, eerily, subsided.

All the Cultivators who were fighting, whether of the Righteous Path or the Demonic Path.

They were like people who had been pressed on a pause button.

Their movements suddenly stiffened, and they raised their heads in astonishment.

The expressions on their faces were still frozen in the ferocity and madness of the previous second.

Time, as if at this moment, stood still.

Immediately after.

"Crack—!"

A loud noise as if the sky had cracked open.

Came from the highest peak of Two Realms Mountain, that main peak shrouded in clouds and mist all year round.

Under the gaze of tens of thousands of eyes.

That towering mountain peak actually slowly cracked open a huge gap from the mountainside!

Dark and deep rays of light seeped out from that crack.

Within the light, countless ancient and mysterious runes could be faintly seen slowly flowing.

A vast, ancient, and boundless aura that could not be described in words.

Swept out from that crack like a tsunami.

Instantly enveloping the entire battlefield!

In the face of this aura.

Whether it was a Foundation Establishment Cultivator or a Core Formation True Person.

Everyone felt that they were as small as dust.

"That... what is that?"

A young Azure Cloud Sect Disciple asked with a trembling voice.

No one answered him.

Everyone was completely shocked by this miracle-like scene before their eyes.

Secret Realm?

Tang Xun's pupils constricted slightly.

A shocking thought instantly exploded in his mind.

He understood!

Everything was connected!

This damn war!

These dead Cultivators!

Their blood, their Soul!

It was all to open this ancient Secret Realm!