From the real transcendent power

On the icy plains, the Black-Robed Person advanced indifferently.

A tall, white-haired old man, leading a group of disciples in black, diligently protected him from front to back, a smile plastered on his face.

The fawning on his face was so thick it almost condensed into droplets.

"Senior, may I know your esteemed name? It would be helpful for us juniors to have a proper way to address you."

The Black Serpent Sect's Grand Elder had probably never been so humble in his life, but at this moment, he relished it.

Are you kidding? A Sanyin Realm expert capable of casting a Imperial-Grade Profound Skill—others would kill for such an opportunity.

As the Black-Robed Person walked, he calmly uttered two words.

"Hei Bai."

The name clearly wasn't a real human name, but the Grand Elder was still overjoyed.

"So it is Lord Hei Bai! This junior will surely engrave your esteemed name in his heart, grateful day and night…"

Although currying favor with this Lord made the Grand Elder very happy, he was still somewhat confused.

Which part of what he said just now had struck a chord with this Lord?

Just now, to please Hei Bai, the Grand Elder had spared no effort in flattery, promising almost everything he could.

He truly couldn't figure out what Hei Bai was interested in.

But it wasn't that important; in short, fawning was the way to go.

Being able to cling to the leg of such a powerful expert was worth any price.

He dared to say that even if this Lord Hei Bai took a fancy to his Dao Companion, he would not hesitate to wash her clean and send her over.

Along the way, they encountered fierce beasts several more times, but with Hei Bai's casual strikes, whether Tianxuan Realm or Sanyin Realm beasts, they were as fragile as mere straw.

Even an ancient formation, accidentally triggered, was easily shattered by Hei Bai with a single palm strike.

While the Grand Elder and others were shocked, they were also increasingly ecstatic.

With the strength displayed by this Senior, he was enough to sweep across the White Wind Plains; what did they have to fear?

At the same time, the image of that figure, like a god or demon, which had become a psychological shadow for him, involuntarily appeared in the Grand Elder's mind.

Now that he had an expert like Lord Hei Bai by his side, did he still need to fear that fiend?

The Grand Elder's mind stirred, and he leaned forward.

"Lord Hei Bai, our sect, upon entering the White Wind Plains this time, was originally strong and well-equipped."

"But halfway through, we encountered an adversary."

"That adversary seized our sect's treasures and ruthlessly slaughtered our disciples without reason. Alas, the majority of our forces, and even our Sect Master, fell into his hands."

The Grand Elder feigned a few mournful cries: "This person is extremely vicious, relying on his strength to act without restraint."

"Such a person will surely cause trouble in the White Wind Plains."

"I wonder if Lord Hei Bai would be willing to take action and capture him?"

Hei Bai remained as cold as ever, his steps unceasing, and he spoke calmly.

"As I said, if necessary, I will act."

Upon hearing Hei Bai's words, the Grand Elder's heart immediately rejoiced.

They were now also heading towards the Mystic Realm, and that fiend, possessing the Mystic Realm iron token, would naturally also reach the Mystic Realm.

This meant that the two sides would definitely meet again.

With Lord Hei Bai there, wouldn't avenging this blood feud be effortless?

Although that fiend's strength was also extremely formidable, even their own Sanyin Realm Sect Master had almost no power to resist him.

But Lord Hei Bai had mastered a Imperial-Grade Profound Skill; he was simply not comparable to a cultivator like Gongsun Liao, who had just entered the Sanyin Realm.

Imperial-Grade Profound Skills were considered invincible among those of the same level.

This was the common understanding of countless cultivators in the Southern Domain and even the entire continent.

"Hmph, brat, you'd better pray you don't run into us too soon."

The Grand Elder sneered inwardly.

"Sooner or later, this blood feud, I will repay it all!"

Of course, he wasn't just seeking revenge.

As long as he could kill that fiend, he could obtain the two Mystic Realm iron tokens on him, and then he could gain the greatest fortune within the Mystic Realm.

Even if he didn't get it himself, offering the iron tokens to Hei Bai might earn him the other party's favor.

Moreover, with Gongsun Liao dead, the Black Serpent Sect would be entirely under his control.

Getting rid of one Gongsun Liao and currying favor with a Hei Bai who was a hundred times better—this was a bloody profit, no loss.

In his opinion, the other party, being able to master a Imperial-Grade Profound Skill, probably came from some transcendent force, and naturally wouldn't care for the Black Serpent Sect's status; at that time, the position of Sect Master would still be his.

Instead, he could gain various benefits by flattering this extraordinary Lord.

If he could receive guidance from Hei Bai and break through the Sanyin Realm, he would only be stronger than when Gongsun Liao was present!

Harboring various thoughts, the Grand Elder's face once again donned a fawning smile, and the group, surrounding Hei Bai, advanced straight towards the Mystic Realm.

...

Although the Grand Elder had misunderstood Hei Bai's origins, what everyone didn't know was that at this moment, at the Mountain Pass on the border of the White Wind Plains, a figure not belonging to the four major sects slowly walked onto the plains.

The figure stood in the wind and snow, gazing at the vast white world ahead.

In the eyes of the young man with long, disheveled hair, bare feet, and a handsome face carrying an indescribable temperament, profound runes seemed to flow.

Wherever his gaze fell, it seemed as if all the laws of heaven and earth were seen through and understood by him, with nowhere to hide.

"Not bad. Having arrived on these plains, I can perceive that aura more clearly."

Then his gaze turned towards the depths of the White Wind Plains, seemingly piercing through endless space to see certain existences.

"It's a pity that separated by the Mystic Realm space, I cannot truly see what is inside."

"Zhan Yue Sect, Frost Sword Sect, Black Serpent Sect, Mirror Heart Lake."

"Although they are just a few lower domain forces, they might still be of some use, after all, there are at least a few Sanyin Realm cultivators."

The young man murmured, "I hope you don't die too quickly before the Mystic Realm opens. You might, more or less, allow me to see some things clearly."

Then the runes in his eyes rotated, and he seemed to see something, frowning slightly.

"The aura seems to have diminished greatly, and some are even starting to return. Could they be so useless?"

He shook his head and sighed softly.

"It seems I cannot place too much hope on these lower domain cultivators; I still have to approach it myself."

After shaking his head, he took a step and entered this silver-white world.

The severe cold wind and snow failed to erode him in the slightest.

Instead, his figure seemed to gradually merge with the entire world as he walked, becoming a part of this snowy plain.

Even if one could see his figure with the naked eye, they couldn't perceive the slightest aura belonging to him.

Only a low voice echoed in the wind and snow.

"Let me see what exactly lies deep within the Baifeng Secret Realm."

"If there can be some gain, it won't be a wasted trip to this lower domain."