The Secret Realm Emerges, Longevity Dao Rhyme Unveils Hidden Mysteries

At the summit of the Hongmeng Mountain Range's main peak, clouds and mist swirled all year round, while gale winds howled without cease. Ordinary cultivators, even experts of the Great Dao Realm, found it difficult to remain here for long. Yet at this moment, Shen Hao stood proudly atop a massive boulder on the peak, his robes fluttering in the wind, utterly unmoved no matter how the gale winds battered him. His gaze was fixed on a region deep within the mountain range, where the mist was denser than elsewhere and an ancient, mysterious aura faintly seeped out, there yet not there.

Since his breakthrough, Shen Hao's soul power had grown ever stronger, nearly enough to cover the entire Hongmeng Great Land. Just yesterday, when his soul power swept through the depths of the Hongmeng Mountain Range, he had detected an anomaly. It was an aura intimately connected to the Hongmeng Origin, yet carrying a trace of unfamiliarity, as though a secret realm buried beneath the dust of countless ages was slowly awakening.

Zi Xuan and Elder Mu Chen followed close behind. The two stood behind Shen Hao, likewise looking toward that mist-shrouded region. Zi Xuan's brows furrowed slightly as she asked softly, "Brother Hao, is that the unusual place you mentioned? Why can't I sense anything at all?"

Elder Mu Chen also shook his head, his expression grave. "This place's aura is far too strange. It is as though an invisible barrier has cut it off from outside probing. If the Common Lord's soul had not broken through, I fear no one would have been able to detect the mystery here at all."

Shen Hao nodded and swept a hand. A strand of pure Longevity Dao Rhyme transformed into a golden stream of light and shot toward the mist.