Su Quan spread out his divine sense to inspect the area. After confirming that the Secret Realm controlled by his family had vanished—or, more precisely, had left its original location—he frowned, raised a hand to calculate, then sighed inwardly and prepared to return to the family.
The onlookers were growing anxious. Unable to glean anything from True Lord Su Quan's expression, one True Lord who was fairly familiar with the Su family spoke up:
"Fellow Daoist Su, was the Secret Realm's disappearance caused by human interference?"
Su Quan shook his head.
"This Secret Realm detached itself from its original location. The resources inside were likely plundered too thoroughly, so it sealed itself away and entered a period of recuperation."
"So that was it. What a pity indeed."
Su Quan's expression remained unchanged as he said:
"It is not much of a pity. The Su family has controlled this Secret Realm for over two hundred years. It truly is time for it to rest and recover for a while."
"Fellow Daoist Su is right."
Someone immediately echoed him, and Su Quan cupped his hands in farewell.
After he left, the cultivators who had come rushing over also departed in twos and threes. However, they were doubtful of Su Quan's explanation. A Secret Realm belonging to them had simply vanished—how could the Su family possibly not be worried at all? It felt somewhat false.
With the main party gone, the cultivators who had come to watch the excitement also vanished from the area. The Secret Realm was gone, after all. It was not until midnight that a black figure silently approached the empty entrance to the Secret Realm. After lingering there for half an incense stick's time, it disappeared back into the darkness.
Inside an Immortal Cave deep within Wuyou Mountain
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