Python Swallows White Mist

"The Wu She Secret Realm was remarkable. It wasn't fixed in one place; every time it opened, it disappeared again, and its entrance could appear anywhere in Spirit Spring County, making it hard to find. You could only rely on luck. They said the last time the Wu She Secret Realm opened was six hundred years ago."

"Six hundred years!"

"Exactly. That's why those martial artists reacted so strongly. They had no imperial court to back them up, and cultivation was already extremely difficult for them. None of them wanted to miss such an opportunity."

At this, Ye Kang suddenly thought of something. "It's been ten thousand years. The Wushe Divine Sword still hasn't been found?"

Wang Chi shook his head. "It's only a legend. Nobody knows whether the Sword Demon left the Wushe Divine Sword behind. But even without the sword, the ruins of a sacred site left by a Dao Integration Great Power would be a treasure trove without equal."

Ye Kang nodded. That was true. Dao Integration Strong Persons were simply too powerful, and the legacies they left behind were sure to be astronomical. Even though the Wu She Secret Realm had opened so many times, it could still immediately draw so much attention.

As the two were talking, a figure suddenly came over, looking awkward.

"Brother Ye, thank you for saving me today..."

Yang Yan smiled and cupped his hands, his eyes darting away.

Ye Kang and Wang Chi both darkened their expressions and said coldly, "If the secret realm hadn't appeared, I wouldn't have let you off today. And I won't in the future, either. You'd better watch yourself."

Ye Kang didn't care at all about their fellowship as fellow disciples. He openly broke with Yang Yan.

The man was so hypocritical that he was