93: Chapter 93 Within the Secret Realm, the Tragedy of the Giants

The tall Elder Zhao's face turned shades of blue and white, his Adam's apple bobbed, and finally, he squeezed a word through his teeth.

"Go."

His voice was stiff, as if ground out from stone.

The taut string in Tang Xun's heart finally loosened.

Yet, there was not a trace of joy on his face.

He simply turned his head, using that weathered face belonging to Elder Sun, and took a deep look at Elder Zhao.

In that gaze, there was no gratitude, only a stubbornness and indifference after being wronged.

He even let out a heavy "humph" before slowly, limping, and without looking back, walking into the twisted, rotating space gate.

His posture was resolute, his back lonely and proud, looking exactly like a loyal subject whose heart had been broken.

The two gatekeeping Elders left behind looked at each other, their faces unable to hold their composure.

Especially Elder Zhao, whose face swelled to the color of a pig's liver; wanting to curse but unable to, he could only spit fiercely in the direction where Tang Xun disappeared.

"What a piece of work!"

The experience of passing through the space gate was not pleasant.

Tang Xun only felt the world spinning, as if he had been stuffed into a high-speed grinding stone.

Countless bizarre colors intersected before his eyes, space was pulled into thin lines, and the concept of time became blurred.

An irresistible tearing force acted upon his mind.

If his Divine Sense had not far exceeded that of Cultivators at the same level, this alone would have been enough to turn an ordinary Core Formation Cultivator into an idiot.

That force lasted for about a dozen breaths before suddenly letting go.

Tang Xun felt his feet go empty, and his whole body was flung out from the chaotic spatial turbulence.

"Hoo—"

He breathed heavily, immediately stabilized his figure, and vigilantly surveyed his surroundings.

What met his eyes was a primitive, wild land he had never seen before.

The sky was gray.

There were no sun, moon, or stars; only huge crystals emitting a soft white light suspended in the firmament, barely illuminating this world.

Underfoot was soft, damp black soil; stepping on it, one could even feel wisps of pure Spiritual Qi drilling up from the soles of the feet.

And what was most shocking were the plants here.

Every tree could be called a sky-piercing giant, with massive canopies like giant umbrellas blocking out the sky.

On the ground, an unknown fern had leaves that stretched out larger than the house Tang Xun lived in during his previous life.

A common mushroom, with its cap spread, was simply like a small hill.

The air was filled with Spiritual Qi so dense it was almost liquefied; just taking a random breath made his whole body feel much more comfortable.

But mixed within this pure Spiritual Qi was a trace of something indescribable—an aura of desolation and deathly silence.

The whole world was terrifyingly quiet.

There was no sound of wind, no birds singing, and no insects chirping.

"It seems to be a random teleportation."

Tang Xun made a judgment in his heart.

His Divine Sense spread out like mercury pouring onto the ground; within a radius of dozens of miles, there was no one.

He hadn't encountered a single one of those Core Formation True Persons who had rushed in.

For him, this was the best news.

With a thought, Thousand Faces (Green) was activated, and he immediately changed into an unremarkable face that would definitely not be found in a crowd.

After doing all this, he completely relaxed and began to truly examine this Secret Realm.

Just then—

"Boom... Boom..."

The earth began to tremble rhythmically, without warning.

It was as if an incomparable behemoth was taking heavy steps, slowly walking toward his direction.

Tang Xun's pupils shrank; without thinking, he immediately activated Breath Concealment Technique (Purple), his entire aura instantly converging to the extreme, and his figure flashed, hiding behind the huge mushroom that looked like a small hill, peeking out only half his head to look in the direction the sound came from.

The next second, he gasped.

He saw a "person".

A "person" whose head touched the gray sky and whose feet stepped on the black earth.

That was a giant.

His height was probably not less than a thousand zhang; his towering body was like a moving mountain range, simply wrapped in the fur of some unknown giant beast.

Every step he took caused the earth to groan.

In front of him, Tang Xun was so small he couldn't even be considered an ant.

However, such a sky-supporting existence was in an extremely terrible state at the moment.

His chest had a huge hole blown through it, transparent from front to back, the edges bloody and mangled, with black blood constantly pouring down like a waterfall, staining the earth pitch black.

The wound was still lingering with an aura of cold, evil energy that made Tang Xun's heart palpitate.

The giant breathed heavily; every breath was like pulling an old, broken bellows.

His eyes, like turbid lakes, were filled with pain, anger, and... deep fear.

He seemed to be fleeing for his life.

But in the end, he didn't escape.

"Boom—!"

His huge body finally could not hold up, stumbled a few steps, and then fell straight down toward Tang Xun's direction with a boom.

At that moment, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked.

The terrifying shockwave rolled up dust into the sky, crushing the giant flowers and plants within a radius of several miles.

The huge mushroom where Tang Xun was hiding was also crushed into powder in an instant.

If he hadn't seen the situation quickly and retreated hundreds of zhang in advance, the aftermath of this fall alone would have been enough to make him suffer.

The dust settled.

That mountain-like giant had completely lost all signs of life.

He lay on the ground, his massive body still full of oppression.

Those huge eyes had now lost all luster, looking emptily at the gray sky.

The fall of the giant.

Tang Xun stood in the distance, watching this shocking scene, speechless for a long time.

Such a powerful creature died right in front of him.

What exactly was it that could hurt him like this?

Tang Xun's heart sank.

The danger level of this Secret Realm far exceeded his imagination.

He carefully swept his Divine Sense back and forth three times, and after confirming there was no sign of any living thing around, he cautiously crept toward the giant's corpse.

Fortune is sought in danger.

With such a big "treasure house" lying in front of him, not going up to touch it would really be unfair to himself.

He climbed like a gecko on the giant's skin, which was as rough as rock, and soon climbed to the position of his waist.

There, hung an incomparably huge bag sewn from the same animal skin.

Tang Xun used all his strength to untie the bag.

Opening it to look, it was empty inside, with only a strange stone the size of a human head, pitch black all over, yet emitting a soft halo, lying quietly inside.

Tang Xun took the stone out.

It felt warm to the touch, like jade.

But the moment his fingers touched the stone.

A sudden change occurred!

The black stone erupted with a blinding light!

A vast and mighty, yet full of sadness and despair, consciousness rushed into Tang Xun's mind like a bursting flood!

Countless shattered images flashed rapidly before his eyes.

He saw this giant, on a vast plain, hunting and laughing with his kin.

He saw them praying devoutly to the glowing crystals in the sky.

Then...

The scene changed.

The sky turned black.

Not the usual night.

But a kind of indescribable darkness, as if it could swallow all light and hope, rolled in from the end of the horizon.

In the darkness, endless shadows with hideous bone spurs and ominous auras surged out.

The war broke out.

One by one, the sky-supporting giants fell like wheat being pushed over under the siege of those shadows.

Their blood blackened the earth.

Finally, Tang Xun saw the last scene the giant saw before he died.

That was a...

A blurry figure sitting on a throne piled up from the bones of countless giants.

That figure slowly raised its head.