63: Chapter 63 The Secret Realm Opens

Qian Kun knelt on the ground, his entire body cold.

He was a second-level Void Piercing Realm Cultivator. Although he wasn't a major figure in the Tiangang Sect, he was at least an outer Sect Elder and held a fair amount of status within the Tiangang Sect.

If he were to sever his own cultivation and drop to the Dharma Image Realm, not only would his strength be greatly diminished, but more importantly, his cultivation Foundation would be damaged. In the future, wanting to take another step forward would be as difficult as reaching the heavens.

But could he refuse?

No.

Refusing meant returning to the Sect to receive punishment.

Given the trouble he had caused the Sect this time, at best his cultivation would be abolished and he would be expelled from the Sect; at worst, he would be killed on the spot.

Comparing the two, severing his own cultivation actually became the best choice.

"What, you're unwilling?" Senior Brother Sun Zhengyang looked down at him from above, a cold light flickering in his eyes.

"This subordinate is willing!" Qian Kun gritted his teeth and kowtowed heavily. "Thank you, Elder, for giving this subordinate this Opportunity!"

Senior Brother Sun Zhengyang's expression softened slightly as he sat back in his chair and said in a deep voice, "Rise."

Qian Kun stood up tremblingly and stood to the side with his hands lowered, his face as pale as paper.

Senior Brother Sun Zhengyang glanced at him and said indifferently, "You need not be too dejected. Even if a Void Piercing Realm Cultivator severs their own cultivation, they are still much more powerful than a Dharma Image Realm Cultivator. Among the Dharma Image Realm Cultivators entering this time, none will be your match. There are countless Opportunities within the Secret Realm. If you can find one or two Heaven And Earth Treasures, it's not impossible to repair your Foundation."

Qian Kun's eyes lit up. The price of severing his cultivation was indeed high, and normally, the hope of recovery would be slim.

But now it was different. This was a Great Emperors Secret Realm. If he could obtain some Opportunities from it, he might not only be able to repair his Foundation but even go a step further.

Furthermore, even if he severed his cultivation, his original experience and control over spiritual power would not be lost. With these advantages, even the Prodigies of the Three Great Holy Lands might not be his match once they entered the Secret Realm.

Thinking of this, his mood immediately improved, and he hurriedly bowed. "Thank you for the guidance, Elder!"

Seeing that Qian Kun's attitude had improved, Senior Brother Sun Zhengyang knew his words had worked. He continued, "This time, you will lead the team into the Secret Realm."

"Remember, after entering the Secret Realm, your primary task is to find the Great Emperors Relics. If you can obtain a Great Emperors Relic, even if you don't find a way to repair your Foundation, this Elder can ask a Grand Elder to personally take action and repair it for you!"

"If you encounter people from the Three Great Holy Lands, do not provoke them. But if you run into people from those Families in Guangnan City, there is no need to hold back."

Qian Kun's heart tightened, and he quickly responded, "This subordinate understands!"

"Alright, go and prepare." Senior Brother Sun Zhengyang waved his hand. "The Secret Realm entrance will stabilize in three days at most. Hurry up."

Qian Kun bowed and withdrew.

Stepping out of the courtyard gate, the night wind hit him, and he shuddered, only then realizing his back was soaked with cold sweat.

"Severing my own cultivation..." he murmured to himself, a trace of bitterness flashing in his eyes.

But soon, that bitterness was replaced by ruthlessness.

"Blood Rain Pavilion... if it weren't for you, how could I have ended up like this!"

He gnashed his teeth and clenched his fists so hard that his nails dug deep into his palms, drawing blood.

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Deep within the Tiannan Mountains.

The morning mist had not yet dispersed, but the valley was already crowded with people.

Cultivators from all over the Southern Region gathered here in small groups, either talking in low voices or resting with their eyes closed, but their gazes all invariably turned toward the distorted space deep in the valley.

That space was like a giant water mirror, its surface rippling with faint five-colored light.

The Secret Realm entrance.

Great Elder Yun Zhongzi stood with his hands behind his back. His aged face was expressionless, but his eyes were as sharp as a hawk's, scanning the crowd.

Beside him, Lie Yuan and Fairy Yuehua of the Tianxuan Sect stood on either side. The auras of the three were as deep as an abyss, making everyone present feel breathless.

"The Three Great Holy Lands really did come."

"Of course. Now that a Great Emperors Secret Realm has appeared, how could the Holy Lands not come?"

"I heard the people from the Three Great Holy Lands will enter first, and it won't be the Seven Great Sects' turn until an hour later."

"On what grounds? The Secret Realm doesn't belong to their families!"

"Shh! Keep it down! Do you want to die?"

Whispers spread through the crowd. Some were indignant, some were angry but didn't dare speak out, but most remained silent.

The might of the Three Great Holy Lands was not something these Loose Cultivators could challenge.

Great Elder Yun Zhongzi turned a deaf ear to these discussions, merely looking up at the sky and saying indifferently, "The time has come."

He turned around and looked at the two youths behind him.

The round-faced youth had dropped his usual playful grin, his expression unusually solemn.

The black-clad youth, Qin Mo, still had a cold face, though his hand gripping his sword tightened slightly.

"Once inside, act with caution," Great Elder Yun Zhongzi instructed. "The dangers within the Secret Realm are unpredictable; do not be overeager for success."

"Yes!" the two replied in unison.

Great Elder Yun Zhongzi nodded and waved his hand.

A streak of spiritual light surged from his palm and merged into the spatial water mirror.

The water mirror vibrated violently, and the ripples on its surface suddenly expanded, forming a massive vortex.

The round-faced youth took a deep breath and was the first to step forward, his figure disappearing into the vortex.

Qin Mo followed closely behind, his black clothes fluttering, his cold face showing no sign of emotion.

Lie Yuan and Fairy Yuehua also sent out their respective Disciples, and the three figures disappeared into the Secret Realm one after another.

The valley fell silent as everyone's eyes were fixed on the vortex, filled with envy and longing.

Holy Land Disciples truly are different.

An hour later, people from the Seven Great Sects began entering the Secret Realm one after another.

The Tiangang Sect, Wanjian Sect, Xuanyu Palace, Fentian Valley, Zixiao Temple... Disciples from one Sect after another filed in.

At the Secret Realm entrance, the spatial vortex continued to rotate slowly, emitting heart-palpitating fluctuations amidst the flowing five-colored light.

In the valley, countless Cultivators stared fixedly at the vortex, their eyes filled with greed and desire.

The people from the Three Great Holy Lands had entered.

The people from the Seven Great Sects had also entered.

"It's our turn!"

Someone shouted, and the crowd immediately became restless.

"Charge!"

"The Great Emperors Secret Realm! The treasures are all mine!"

Dozens of figures rushed out from the crowd, frantically swarming toward the Secret Realm entrance.

These people's cultivations were uneven; there were Loose Cultivators in the Soul Fire Realm, Sect Disciples in the Dharma Image Realm, and even a few Void Piercing Realm experts mixed among them, hoping to fish in troubled waters.

However—

At the very moment the first few people were about to touch the spatial vortex!

"Buzz—"

A blinding light erupted from the Secret Realm entrance!

The light was as intense as a blazing sun, stinging everyone's eyes so they couldn't open them!

Immediately following that, a terrifying pressure descended from the Void Realm, like the sky collapsing and the earth rending, making everyone present feel breathless!

"Not good!"

The expression of the Void Piercing Realm Cultivator at the very front changed drastically, and he tried his best to retreat.

But it was already too late.

The light transformed into an incomparably sharp Sword Light that swept across!

"Puchi! Puchi! Puchi! Puchi!"

Blood splattered!

The dozen or so figures at the front, including that Void Piercing Realm Cultivator, were instantly cut in half by the Sword Light!

Blood sprayed wildly, severed limbs flew, and screams of agony echoed one after another!

The remaining Cultivators were terrified, their Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, as they retreated desperately; some crawled and rolled, others collapsed directly to the ground, their faces as pale as paper.

"Wha... what is this?!"

"Formation! It's a Formation!"

"The Secret Realm entrance is guarded by a Formation!"

Terrified screams echoed through the valley.

Great Elder Yun Zhongzi stood with his hands behind his back, a solemn expression appearing on his aged face.

He stared at the slowly dissipating light at the Secret Realm entrance, his brow furrowed.

"A Saint Array."

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