89: Chapter 89 Inviting the Enemy into the Trap, the Deadly Intent of Fallen God Valley

God-Fallen Ravine, located at the boundary between the Southern and Central Regions, is a malevolent place that has been passed down since ancient times.

Legend has it that in the primordial era, a god fell here, and endless resentment and divine blood soaked this land.

As a result, it is shrouded in a grey-black mist year-round, with howling ghostly winds that warn the living to stay away.

The entrance to the so-called ancient Secret Realm is located in the deepest part of this ominous land.

At this moment, outside the entrance of God-Fallen Ravine, it was already a sea of people.

The Cultivators from various Sects in the Southern Region numbered in the thousands.

Each of them stared with burning eyes at the crack that emitted faint spatial fluctuations.

Nangong Xue stood on the high platform at the very front, her cold gaze sweeping across the field, her voice clearly reaching everyone's ears through the enhancement of Spiritual Qi.

“Fellow Daoists, as you can see, this is the entrance to that ancient Secret Realm!”

“According to the ancient records of my Heavenly Sovereign Alliance, this Secret Realm is the place where an ancient powerhouse passed away. It contains not only the countless Heaven And Earth Treasures he collected throughout his life but also potentially his supreme Legacy!”

“Today, in the name of the Acting Alliance Leader of the Heavenly Sovereign Alliance, I, Nangong Xue, invite you all here in the hope that we can work together to open this Treasure Trove. The resources obtained will be distributed according to contribution, allowing the Righteous Path of our Southern Region to prosper together!”

Her words were impassioned and high-sounding.

They completely ignited the fire of greed in the hearts of everyone present.

“Alliance Leader Nangong is truly righteous!”

“We are willing to follow the Alliance Leader's orders!”

For a time, the sounds of flattery rose and fell.

These sanctimonious fellows were only thinking about how to snatch more treasures once they got inside; none of them considered whether there might be a conspiracy behind it.

Nangong Xue looked at the ugly display of the crowd below, a flash of undisguised disdain and mockery crossing her eyes.

Immediately, her gaze turned toward Su Yun in the crowd, flashing a hint that only Su Yun could understand, carrying a bit of heat and a commanding suggestion.

Su Yun understood perfectly.

The good show was about to begin.

He gave Leng Hanshuang and the others a meaningful look, then spoke out loudly.

“Alliance Leader Nangong is right! For such a massive Opportunity, my Mysterious Maiden Sect will naturally take the lead to scout the path for all Fellow Daoists!”

After speaking, he led the elites of the Mysterious Maiden Sect and the Wu Zhou Empire, pretending to be impatient.

He charged toward the spatial crack, “taking the lead.”

“Haha, Young Master Lin is indeed a young hero!”

“The Mysterious Maiden Sect has already entered, what are we waiting for!”

With someone leading the way, the rest could no longer restrain themselves, swarming into the Secret Realm like a school of carp crossing a river.

Watching the tide of people pouring in, the smile at the corner of Nangong Xue's mouth grew increasingly cold.

Only when the last Cultivator had stepped into the crack did she walk in unhurriedly.

The moment her figure disappeared.

Buzz—!

The spatial crack, which had been relatively stable, suddenly twisted violently, then snapped shut and vanished completely.

The entire God-Fallen Ravine returned to a deathly silence.

...

Inside the Secret Realm.

It was completely different from the scene of abundant Spiritual Qi and treasures everywhere that everyone had imagined.

This was an ancient battlefield that was desolate to the extreme.

The sky was a bizarre dark red, as if soaked in blood.

Upon the earth, ravines crisscrossed, and broken weapons and giant skeletons were everywhere.

A thick, inseparable Death Qi and resentment permeated the air, making one feel like vomiting upon smelling it.

“This... what is going on?”

“What about the promised ancient Secret... Realm? Where are the treasures?”

“Why do I feel so eerie here? It's so uncomfortable!”

The Cultivators who had charged in first were all dumbfounded as they looked at the deathly scene before them, the fire in their hearts instantly doused by a bucket of cold water.

Just as everyone was suspicious and in a state of chaos.

Rumble!

The ground of the entire Secret Realm suddenly trembled violently.

The dark red clouds in the sky began to churn frantically, forming a massive blood-colored vortex.

An aura of extreme ill omen descended from the sky, enveloping the entire world.

“Not good! It's an ambush!”

Someone finally realized, but it was already too late.

Nangong Xue's figure slowly emerged from the center of the blood-colored vortex.

Looking down from above at the “Righteous Path” Cultivators who were like headless flies, there was no longer any concealment on her face, only endless madness and cruelty.

Nangong Xue was in no hurry to strike; instead, she immediately contacted Su Yun through the Puppet Mark.

“Lin Chen, come to my side. It's time to close the net.”

On the other side, as soon as Su Yun entered the Secret Realm, he had already issued instructions to Leng Hanshuang and the others through a specialized sound-transmission treasure.

“Everyone, immediately form the Mysterious Maiden Sword Array and break out toward the southeast. Stay away from the center of the battlefield and await further orders!”

The elites of the Mysterious Maiden Sect and the Wu Zhou Empire were well-trained; while others were still in a panic,

they had already quickly formed an offensive and defensive formation, quietly breaking away from the main group and occupying a favorable terrain that was easy to defend and hard to attack.

Having done all this, Su Yun unhurriedly flew toward Nangong Xue's direction, prepared to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight.

He had no interest in personally stepping onto the field to kill these small fry.

Watching these so-called prestigious righteous Sects step into a death trap for illusory benefits, displaying their ugliness,

and finally being slaughtered in despair—that was the result of their greed. They deserved to die.

Just then, from the depths of the Secret Realm, a faint heartbeat suddenly echoed.

Thump... Thump... Thump...

The sound was extremely dull, yet it seemed to strike directly at one's Soul. It was as if something incredibly terrifying was awakening from a deep slumber.