The violently shaking secret realm finally fell still, like the sea after a storm—so calm it made the heart uneasy.
The Kunpeng Origin power that had once filled the secret realm dissipated like smoke scattered by the wind, leaving nothing but emptiness and deathly silence.
The God-level Expert had torn away the palace that once sealed the Kunpeng Extreme Speed Origin. Amid the ruins, only the prodigies who had been studying the Extreme Speed Origin remained, standing frozen in place.
A trace of bewilderment lingered in their eyes, as though they had yet to recover from the sudden upheaval.
They stood stunned for a moment before snapping awake as if from a dream.
"The Kunpeng Origin has been stolen!"
"How did they get in here?"
"Damn it! I'd just entered a state of insight. I was about to grasp something and gain an opportunity, but someone stole it!"
Some muttered in disbelief; others cursed in fury.
Lan QiMing stood among them, cursing along with everyone else. Yet the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, and a barely perceptible gleam of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.
Inside, he was overjoyed, like a cunning fox watching its prey stumble into a trap he had laid with care.
None of them would ever imagine that he, a boy of just fourteen, had orchestrated everything from behind the scenes.
From this day on, the two Kunpeng Origins would belong to his Household alone. Everyone else would lose the chance to study them forever, while he could study the Origins without restraint and soar to the heavens in a single flight.
But just as he was secretly celebrating, something caught his eye. His smile froze.
His pupils contracted sharply, reflecting the figure of a white-haired man.
At the sight of him, Lan QiMing's heart sank,