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In the Chaotic Space-time Sea and space, silhouettes of time are reflected, and a torrent of space sweeps across. A rusty and broken giant axe hangs outside the secret realm, while the Sky-Supporting Pillar is blasted straight through it.

"Wow, that might be the Sole Dao Bone left behind by the Undying Heavenly Phoenix. It flew past carrying the Nirvana Fire, a sea of crimson!" Wu Tian exclaimed in amazement.

Wang Xuan couldn't sit still any longer; he decided to become a young man who chased after phoenixes.

The breach created by the giant axe and the bronze pillar was almost stabilizing, and the two were ready to rush in at any moment. In their past, they had fought for opportunities many times, but never before had their eyes been so eager.

"Look at that! It's a classic text that can actually fly on its own!" Wang Xuan exclaimed in surprise.

In the secret realm, in a distant fiery area, dazzling papers burst forth from the brilliant underground fire veins, swirling with Divine Script, before flying away on their own.

The two men looked at each other in surprise, their blood boiling and their agitation growing stronger, impossible to calm down. This was clearly a place left by a great figure for his close disciples.

However, the secret realm is still "closed for business," and the "blessing" from the great figures, or even the "care" from the true saints, may be misplaced today.

Wu Tian said, "Unexpectedly, this is extraordinary. This secret realm must have a special arrangement, very ingenious, and is probably prepared for the core disciples and their descendants."

Over the years, he had entered and exited many secret realms, but he had always fought and battled with others to seize opportunities. He had never felt so comfortable as he did today, having the whole place to himself!

"The entire secret realm is 'closed,' it's shut down, only we can go in," Wang Xuan summarized with a deep and wistful expression.

He felt incredibly comfortable, and it would be a shame not to properly "tour the scenic spots" for a while, given the special nature of this trip.

Wu Tian was in high spirits and exclaimed that this place was destined for him! He smiled and said, "VIP treatment, only for the two of us."

"What kind of monster is coming out?" Wang Xuan took two steps back. From the huge hole that had been pierced through the secret realm, a huge eye was observing the outside.

"Tianfeng? Come here!" Wu Tian was fierce, reaching out to grab him. This showed his true strength. Even when he saw Tianlong and Dapeng, he still dared to raise his hand to capture them.

Puff!

A spray of blood erupted, splattering onto his palm. The enormous beak had pierced through first, but it snapped off in an instant, accompanied by a "cluck-cluck," its final lament.

"I..." Wu Tian realized that it was a hen, not one he had killed. Instead, Light of Killing Dao emanated from the gap, crushing its head and breaking off its beak.

Its vibrant colors suggest it is the Brocade Feather Chicken recorded in the Supernatural Realm. Its eggs are said to possess a spiritual quality, and it is raised free-range by prominent sects primarily to ensure high productivity.

"There's a serious problem. Could this killing formation be capable of killing Super Peerless? It's such a powerful formation. Perhaps it really is the True Saint's Backyard. Even the Sky-Supporting Pillar can enter it, but we may not be able to walk in safely."

The two took out the "Fishing Net" and then moved the broken giant axe, intending to use these two items to clear a path and officially enter this "blessed and auspicious land".

"The giant axe cannot enter; it must remain outside to provide support. Be careful, both of you. Even if the secret realm has been breached, the runes near the Realm Wall are extremely terrifying, Strangling All Spirits." The Wooden Boat glowed, and Bai Hong's voice came through.

The two looked inside and indeed, the area within a ten-foot radius of the secret Realm Wall was devoid of life, devoid of vegetation, resembling a "moat" and forming a place of annihilation.

"Walk!"

Wang Xuan and Wu Tian voluntarily "fell into the net," their special performance, the "closing" secret realm, was officially approached by the black Fishing Net covering them.

"The killing power is so strong, especially against the primordial spirit!" Wu Tian quickly placed the pure white skull in front of his brow, emitting a pure white halo to protect his spiritual realm.

Indeed, the gaps are harmful to the body, but the textures cannot pass through the "grid" because of the Fishing Net.

However, the Realm Wall possesses an astonishing power, capable of shaking a person's primordial spirit even through Fishing Net.

Wang Xuan's wide robe sleeves billowed, dispelling the intimidating fluctuations aimed at the spiritual level, allowing him to smoothly enter the secret realm.

Mythical material light rained down from the sky, colorful and vibrant. This place was undoubtedly a sacred place for cultivation, so it was not surprising that it could nurture all kinds of Good Fortune Item.

"It... got away!" The two were startled. The black Fishing Net had been silent just moments before, but now, after they entered, it suddenly glowed, began to expand rapidly, and rushed into the distance.

In the distance, on a large mountain, a medicinal field is enveloped in auspicious clouds, where Immortal Medicine take root, Exotic Fruit are fragrant, and beams of light spread across the landscape.

As a result, the large netting fell behind, and the entire medicinal herb field was left empty.

"Quickly, this is a formidable competitor!"

Both of their expressions changed; if they were any slower, the large black net might snatch away all the treasures.

"The scriptures are flying over there! Quick, intercept them!"

The scriptures we saw earlier, covered with dense sacred runes, made the void rumble. Now, they once again swept across the world where Mythological Factor rained down.

With a bang, Wu Tian shone the skull in his hand like a precious mirror, its beams dazzling. He snatched the scriptures from the tiger's mouth, knocking them down from the black net.

The net shines, and we go to collect it again.

Wang Xuan made his move, his sleeves billowing with killing intent. He combined this with the powerful magic of the Sleeve Universe to obscure the void in front of him and collect the falling scriptures.

"Let's discuss this together after we get out," Wang Xuan said, and then he began to seize other opportunities.

The scripture bounced back and forth in his sleeve, its words mysterious and possessing astonishing power. After a moment, it quieted down, and he quickly glanced at it a few times.

Could this have been written by a true saint? It's only three pages long, but there are patterns that seem to be Dao-imperialized, and some humanoid creatures are engraved on it.

From this one chapter alone, he knew that the trip had been worthwhile!

"Lightning Apricot, there's an acre of land there!" Wu Tian flapped his wings and soared out, his glowing black wings sweeping across the sky as he disappeared into a place of thunder.

Wang Xuan was not to be outdone; this stuff couldn't be missed. It was an important ingredient for brewing medicinal wine and couldn't be omitted during the fermentation process.

Fortunately, there were more than a dozen silver apricot trees in the one acre of land. The area was a Thunder Marsh marshland, with lightning bolts striking it densely. From the leaves to the branches, the Lightning Apricot were silvery and brilliant, absorbing the electric light and containing an unusually rich amount of mythical substances.

If this were outside, the appearance of even one of these trees would cause many powerful individuals to fight over it, but here there are more than a dozen of them, forming a forest.

Whoosh whoosh!

Wang Xuan grabbed three plants and pocketed them.

He was not greedy and did not delay, but hurried to the next place. There were too many good things here, and he absolutely could not give up an entire mountain range for a small forest.

"Let's split up and exchange what we have once we're out," Wu Tian said. He grabbed a few plants and ran off without daring to linger.

Because that Fishing Net was too powerful; it left nothing but barren land in its wake. It truly lived up to its reputation as a once -Super Contraband Item. If they hadn't lost their "true spirit," they wouldn't have had a chance this time.

Wang Xuan chose a direction and quickly collected several rare and wondrous items along the way, such as the Yellow Bud Divine Tree, which was covered with tender buds that would never turn into leaves. It was said to be a top-grade treasure that could enhance flavor. It could make delicacies more delicious, elevate the aroma of fine wine, and most importantly, it was nourishing and a great tonic.

"Um?!"

A glowing mountain, with runes flowing from its summit to its foot, exuded an ancient and profound charm, immediately attracting Wang Xuan's attention. This place was extraordinary.

He moved with lightning speed, leaping to the mountainside. At the summit was a high platform with a scarecrow on it, holding a rotten wooden sword.

In fact, the scarecrow was also dilapidated and about to fall apart.

However, this high platform exudes an astonishing Daoist aura, clearly indicating that this place is exceptionally sacred and worth exploring.

Sure enough, after standing on the platform and looking at the scarecrow, he saw various symbols flowing. Then, one after another, glowing Little Person leaped up, displaying various sword moves, which was a manifestation of the true meaning of swordsmanship.

By now, Wang Xuan has seen all kinds of scriptures. He has read most of the renowned classics of the Mother Universe. These are not just one lineage, but the accumulation of brilliant civilizations.

But he was still drawn to this place; the sword intent here was unfathomable, destined to be a brilliant chapter, something that would leave its mark on history.

Now that he had seen it, he couldn't miss it. Wang Xuan felt a spiritual resonance and devoted himself wholeheartedly to understanding and absorbing the essence of the heritage here.

Because this might be the sword path left behind by a being who has attained the status of Dao-imperialized; missing it would surely leave a regret.

Whoosh!

As he practiced, he got the hang of it, unleashing astonishing sword light from himself; he had grasped the essence of it.

Because he had mastered the Dao Slaying Sword and mastered the supreme sword wheel from the Golden Bamboo Slip, he was definitely one of the most advanced people in the realm of True Immortals.

As the practice progressed, the tattered scarecrow actually moved, slowly raising its hand and gesturing for him to ascend the high platform with its decaying wooden sword.

"Is this a different kind of inheritance, and have I gained recognition?" he guessed.

In fact, the scarecrow on this high platform would not move for a long time. Only those who have comprehended the true meaning of swordsmanship can bring it back to life and it will not make any move.

When Wang Xuan took the stage, the scarecrow followed a fixed Daoist rhythm and immediately made its move.

"I...!" Wang Xuan was shocked. Blood slid down his face, and when he opened his mouth, he tasted the blood that had fallen from his own body.

Then, he felt a sharp pain, as if his skull had been shattered. A sword flashed past, and he was unable to dodge it.

Soon, he saw his skull fall, covered in blood and some grayish-white liquid, dripping down before his eyes.

He quickly grabbed it in his hand, confirming that it was his own skull, which had been blown off by the scarecrow's sword.

"I'm shocked!" This kind of competition and guidance horrified Wang Xuan; it was... too stimulating.

Brain matter splattered from his head, flowing down his face, making him feel cold and uneasy. If he wasn't a true immortal, he would be dead, beheaded with a single sword strike.

In an instant, the textures on his body intertwined, his flesh glowed, his injuries healed, and his blood and other bodily fluids rapidly reversed. At the same time, he also put his skull back in place.

He fought with the scarecrow, and with a soft thud, his heart was pierced.

Then, a dazzling sword light flashed and cleaved him in two, splitting his primordial spirit apart. This immense danger caused his eyes to dim briefly.

But at the last moment, his sword wheel also shredded a piece of the wooden sword in the scarecrow's hand.

This time, some inexplicable runes resonated here, helping him restore his physical body and primordial spirit. Surprisingly, he felt that he had not suffered any major damage to his vital energy, but rather that his cultivation had improved somewhat, as if he had been tempered once again.

His expression was solemn. This was an unimaginable place where a great figure had prepared a testing ground for his core disciples, and he had "crashed" in.

At the same time, after he severed the tip of the wooden sword, the scarecrow glowed and a page of scripture flowed out, which was an acknowledgment of him and a reflection of the Daoist principles on him once again.

Wang Xuan quickly wrote it down. He hesitated, wondering if he should continue, unsure if there were any more scriptures.

However, if we continue to delay, we will miss out on various wonders in other places.

In this world, the problem isn't a lack of opportunities, but rather an abundance of them, which makes it difficult to make choices.

"Quickly, disrupt the black Fishing Net! The most important ingredient for the medicinal wine is there. It has already taken one plant; we absolutely cannot miss this one." A violent fluctuation of Divine Sense came from afar.

Wu Dalang was chasing a giant Void Golden Lotus, while at the same time, a huge black net covered the sky and swooped down from the sky to catch them all.

There was no other choice; Wang Xuan had to help Wu Tian first, as both of them wanted to brew the supreme medicinal wine that could help people Dao-imperialized.

"The True Saint's Backyard is full of too many opportunities, it's really giving me a... headache!"

If outsiders found out, they would surely want to kill the person who uttered such a sentiment.