A quarter of an hour later, the Blue Flying Boat descended near a Crimson Peak. The air was filled with a pungent sulfurous odor, and multicolored escape lights flew in from the distance.
Wang Tianqi stepped off the Blue Flying Boat with two clansmen and hurried toward a cave not far away.
After a while, Wang Tianqi returned to Wang Ruyan's side, looking somewhat excited.
"Great-grandmother, it really is a Secret Realm. However, we don't know what it's like inside. I saw a Core Formation Cultivator enter."
Wang Ruyan pondered for a moment before ordering, "Our opportunity has arrived. Since we've encountered it, we naturally can't let it pass. Since even a Core Formation Cultivator has entered, you shouldn't join in the excitement. I can't look after you. Go back first!"
There were too many unknowns in an unknown Secret Realm. Wang Ruyan was at Core Formation Layer 6 and had a Third-Order Spirit Insect, along with several immensely powerful Magic Treasures. As long as she didn't encounter a Nascent Soul Cultivator or get besieged by multiple Core Formation Cultivators, she would have no problem retreating unscathed, but she couldn't look after Wang Tianqi and the others.
Wang Tianqi hesitated briefly before agreeing. "Yes, Great-grandmother."
She was better at gathering intelligence and not skilled in combat. Moreover, a Core Formation Cultivator had entered the Secret Realm. If she encountered another Core Formation Cultivator, she definitely wouldn't be a match.
"A Secret Realm? It seems my luck is pretty good." A somewhat indifferent male voice suddenly rang out.
A huge mass of black clouds descended from the sky and landed in front of Wang Ruyan.
A Black-robed Youth stood there with a coffin strapped to his back. He was Fang Mu of the Corpse Yin Sect, and he had already reached