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396: Chapter 395 Entering the Secret Realm

As time slowly passed, the raging purple lightning around the spatial crack, over ten zhang wide in the distant sky, gradually calmed down.

Many Cultivators present watched the scene intently, quietly waiting for the Secret Realm to officially open.

Mu Wanqing's gaze swept over the various forces standing around, her heart already filled with uncontrollable excitement. The last time she had experienced such a Secret Realm trial was back in the Lesser Exquisite Grotto-Heaven.

As for worry?

With her Revered Master by her side, she never had the slightest concern.

Gu Yunshen stepped forward at the right time and handed several storage rings to Mu Wanqing and the others. "Senior, what is this?"

Pavilion Master Shen explained from the side, "The rings are already prepared with various life-saving Talismans and healing Medicinal Pills to prepare for any unforeseen circumstances in the Secret Realm. Yu Qingyan and the other Disciples are all prepared; you should also take them for emergencies."

Yun Xuanxuan and the others instinctively looked at Chen Xuan. Seeing their Revered Master nod slightly, they respectfully accepted them.

Seeing this, Dongfang Li said softly, "The Secret Realm is full of unpredictable dangers. Although Opportunities are important, life is more precious. Remember to protect yourselves first before seeking Opportunities."

"If you encounter someone fighting over an Opportunity, fight if you can win, and yield if you can't. Just remember the other party's Sect and influence, and we'll settle the score slowly after leaving the Secret Realm."

She rambled on with many instructions.

Suddenly—

Someone abruptly cried out in surprise, "It's open!"

Everyone's eyes turned toward the sky in unison. The spatial crack had fully extended, spiritual light surged, and the gateway to the Secret Realm burst open. The Cultivators who had been waiting for a long time swarmed in like a school of fish crossing a river, vying to be first. For a moment, streaks of light pierced the air, and figures flickered in a noisy and grand scene.

Mu Wanqing watched this scene and said softly, "Revered Master, it seems this Secret Realm is much better than the one in the Lesser Exquisite Grotto-Heaven; no one dares to come out and act as a roadblock."

Recalling the last time the Secret Realm opened, when several major Sects of the Eastern Region arrogantly blocked others from entering, a hint of indignation flashed in her eyes.

Chen Xuan shook his head slightly. "That may not be the case."

The Lesser Exquisite Grotto-Heaven was a fixed Secret Realm that opened every twenty years, which was why people would engage in such monopolistic behavior.

But this Secret Realm had appeared by chance, and the word 'Opportunity' was inherently mysterious and unpredictable.

If top-tier forces forcibly monopolized it, it would instead cause the Opportunities to become thin, and in the end, they would have made a trip to the Secret Realm for nothing, wasting their efforts.

It was better to let all destined people enter. Rather than letting resources stay locked in the Secret Realm, it was better to use everyone as bait to draw the Opportunities out into the world. In the future, by some twist of fate, they might even flow back into their own hands.

Dongfang Li gazed at the entrance of the Secret Realm and said softly, "This Secret Realm will likely last for about a month. Let's go in as well."

Dongfang Li made some arrangements, leaving several capable Disciples to guard the flying boat.

Then, together with the three Pavilion Revered Masters including Chen Xuan, she led Yu Qingyan and over ten other Disciples, and with a light tap of their toes, they sped toward the entrance of the Secret Realm.

Seeing this, the people from the Ten Thousand Formations Sect and the Qingxiao Sword Sect followed suit. Amidst the interwoven spiritual light, the group of figures quickly merged into the spiritual light of the Secret Realm's gateway.

After these top-tier forces entered one after another, the remaining Cultivators who had been waiting for a long time could no longer hold back. They formed small groups of twos and threes, or went in alone, all rushing into the Secret Realm.

Among them were the Mount Zhenyue Tower Master and Fairy Hanyan from the Rain God Continent.

Meanwhile, in a remote cliff grotto by the sea in the Heavenly Tribulation Continent, a woman dressed in a purple gauze dress was looking out from the cliff. Her gaze seemed able to penetrate thousands of miles of the sea of clouds, landing in the direction of the Secret Realm.

She had a graceful figure with exquisite curves. Her jet-black hair was loosely tied into a cloud bun, with a few strands falling over her shoulders, highlighting her slender and fair neck.

The curves of her chest were full and proud, enough to captivate any man in the world. The slit purple gauze dress fluttered slowly with the sea breeze, and her fair, jade-like legs were faintly visible between the hem of the skirt, exuding a natural charm.

Purple Sandalwood slowly closed her eyes.

The next moment, a hazy phantom quietly emerged from the Void Realm, its body shrouded in a faint purple-gold halo, its specific appearance unclear.

"Revered Master, the Secret Realm has opened. Various forces such as the Medicine Hut, Tiangong Pavilion, Ten Thousand Formations Sect, and Demon Abyss Pavilion have all stepped into it,"

She spoke respectfully, her voice ethereal. "The Dao Seeking Sect, which you specifically investigated earlier, has also entered the Secret Realm along with the Tiangong Pavilion."

Nine fluffy and beautiful fox tails of the phantom unfolded silently, swaying gently. "Very good. Is the layout outside all settled?"

"Reporting to Revered Master, the arrangements outside are already in place; we only lack the response from within the Secret Realm."

"In that case, you go in first."

"As for me, I also need to inform those few fellows to prepare to receive the guests."

"As you command, Revered Master!"

Purple Sandalwood opened her eyes again, her figure flashed, she changed her clothes and appearance, and then rushed into the Secret Realm... Inside the Secret Realm!

Just as they stepped into that surging spiritual light, Chen Xuan, Dongfang Li, and the others all paused together, their expressions changing slightly.

An invisible and majestic pressure suddenly swept in from all directions, like the heavens and earth crashing down, weighing heavily on everyone's hearts. The circulation of spiritual energy in their bodies instantly became sluggish, their Meridians felt a faint swelling pain, and even their bodies couldn't help but bend slightly.

The laws of heaven and earth in this Secret Realm instinctively rejected all outsiders—this was a suppression power originating from the level of the Great Dao. The higher the cultivation base, the stronger the perception of this sense of rejection.

"Revered Master, what's wrong?" Mu Wanqing and Yu Qingyan spoke at the same time.

Yun Xuanxuan's brows furrowed tightly. The spiritual energy at her fingertips circulated secretly, but she only felt an abnormal sluggishness around her. She asked in confusion, "Revered Master, why is there such a strange pressure in this Secret Realm?"

Chen Xuan nodded slightly, straightened his body, and said softly, "No need to worry. This should be a restriction of the Secret Realm's own rules, not specifically targeting us. Once we slowly get used to it, it won't affect us too much."

Yun Xuanxuan was already at the ninth layer of the Soul Emergence stage, yet she could still clearly feel that strange sensation.

It was like wearing heavy clothes soaked in water; every time her spiritual energy circulated, it carried a sluggish weight, an indescribable feeling of frustration.

Chen Xuan reached out and pressed Mu Wanqing's head, shaking it gently. "No wonder you are always slack in your cultivation; it turns out you had already calculated that there would be a situation like today."

Mu Wanqing immediately pouted and complained, "Revered Master... what you said is too hurtful to your Disciple."

Meanwhile, Pavilion Master Shen and Gu Yunshen glanced at the Revered Master and Disciple who were still joking.

Their faces were now solemn. They simply sat cross-legged on the scorching sand, closing their eyes to focus and slowly regulating their turbulent breath.

"Peak Master Chen, Junior Sister Dongfang," Pavilion Master Shen opened his eyes. "Why don't we rest here for a moment? It won't be too late to take further action after we adapt to the Dao suppression of this world."

Gu Yunshen also nodded in agreement. "The suppression power here is no small matter. Forcing our way may lead to unforeseen variables. It's better to steady our minds and adapt first."

Hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement.

Only now did they have the energy to look around. As far as the eye could see, it wasn't the expected landscape of strange mountains, beautiful waters, or places where Spiritual Veins gathered, but an endless desert!

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