Just then, Xu Yi swept his hand, and a keyboard appeared. Words sprang out—the timeless masterpiece "Ascending Heights" by Du Gongbu. In an instant, the narrow space transformed into another world.
The sky stretched high and wide, the autumn wind blew bleakly, and fallen leaves rustled. Xu Yi seemed to stand beside the surging Yangtze, listening to the mournful wind and gazing at the desolation, his heart filled with grief and sorrow.
"Good lad, he's really risking his life here." Desolate Charm Old Ancestor was stunned. How could he not know Xu Yi was trying to break into the Mysterious Intent Realm? He'd long known Xu Yi had this in mind. Before breaking into the Third Realm of Profound Infant, Xu Yi had pored over the notes of that unlucky fellow who'd failed to break into the Mysterious Intent Realm. That had been a sign. But Desolate Charm had always thought Xu Yi would wait until after he advanced to the Third Realm of Profound Infant. He hadn't expected the lad to be so reckless.
"No, this really is a good opportunity. Good lad, you've certainly thought this through." Desolate Charm cried out again. He suddenly realized Xu Yi's choice wasn't reckless at all, but bold and decisive.
Choosing this moment had two advantages. First, the will of Heaven had descended, so the Heavenly Gate had opened of its own accord; there was no need to force it open. Second, after advancing to the Third Realm of Profound Infant, Xu Yi was at the peak of his strength. The infant fire that tempered him would let him endure for longer, too.
The only drawback was probably that his Dao Heart might not be steady. After all, he had only just broken through, and his cultivation had leaped to a new