Dao Wuhen, Breaking the Seal

[Detected: Ye Xinran advanced to Spiritual Power Realm, Host advanced to Heavenly Stem Realm]

Hearing the system's pleasant chime, Ye Chang'an felt quite satisfied inside.

"As expected of the Profound Spirit Treasure Spring, but even if Xinran used the resources I gave her, she wouldn't be much slower. Oh well, more is better."

On the other side, within the space beneath Profound Heaven Lake.

Sensing Ye Xinran's breakthrough, Jin Xiaoya and the other two all wore expressions of shock.

Wait, you're breaking through to the Spiritual Power Realm just like that?

At this moment, the same thought ran through all three of their minds.

None of them could understand why Ye Xinran could break through so quickly.

But when they saw the speed at which Ye Xinran absorbed spiritual energy, they all let it go.

Others absorbed slowly, but she was directly channeling spiritual energy into her body!

How could they compare? What could they even use to compare?

Although she had broken through, Ye Xinran showed no intention of stopping.

After all, the Profound Spirit Treasure Spring hadn't been fully absorbed yet.

The Trial Secret Realm was open for a total of two months, so they still had time.

Seeing this, Jin Xiaoya and the other two continued their cultivation as well.

Even if they couldn't catch up, they couldn't fall too far behind.

Meanwhile, deep within a forbidden area in the Northern Domain of the Heavenly Desolation Continent.

There lay a jade stone the size of a person, and within that jade stone slept a Black-Robed Youth.

The sleeping youth's eyes were closed, and his eyelids twitched unconsciously.

As if sensing in the depths of his being that something of his had been touched by another.

Soon, a crack appeared on the jade stone.

The next moment, the crack suddenly widened.

A sudden explosive sound rang out as the jade stone burst apart.

The Black-Robed Youth's eyes snapped open, his gaze firm and his aura sharp.

He appeared to be around fifteen or sixteen, yet his cultivation had already reached the Heavenly Spirit Realm.

"Is the great era of this age about to arrive?"

Dao Wuhen surveyed his surroundings, recalling some past events.

"First, I'll go find what Big Brother left for me."

With that, the youth produced a compass, channeled his spiritual power, and activated it.

In an instant, the compass pointed in a direction.

Dao Wuhen looked toward that direction.

It was precisely where the Heavenly Extremity Sacred Land in the Eastern Domain lay.

Target locked, Dao Wuhen immediately set out.

But he never imagined that everything had already deviated from their original plan.

In the blink of an eye, nearly a month had passed.

Within the space beneath Profound Heaven Lake.

Ye Xinran had now reached the seventh level of the Spiritual Power Realm, and Ye Chang'an had naturally reached the seventh level of the Heavenly Stem Realm.

Jin Xiaoya, Lin Tianci, and Xuanyuan Hao had all reached the eighth level of the Heavenly Spirit Realm.

Among them, Xuanyuan Hao had reached the peak of the eighth level.

But the secret realm's time was almost up, and they all had to stop.

"No way, there's still so much of this Spirit Spring left. I can't just leave it."

Stopping her cultivation, Ye Xinran looked at the remaining Profound Spirit Treasure Spring. How could she let such good stuff waste away here?

She immediately took out an orange-yellow gourd and activated it, watching as the Spirit Spring began to be drawn into the gourd.

This gourd was naturally one of the resources Ye Chang'an had given her.

Seeing Ye Xinran do this, Jin Xiaoya and the other two didn't just stand there stupidly. They immediately took out their Storage Spirit Artifacts and began loading up crystals.

By the time Ye Xinran had completely transferred the entire Profound Heaven Treasure Spring, the three had just finished filling their Storage Spirit Artifacts.

That day, they had struck it rich beyond measure.

The four exchanged glances and immediately left the place.

Only after everyone had left the secret realm did Ye Chang'an begin to make his move.

He brought Shangguan Shi and Yang Yi to hover above Profound Heaven Lake.

Looking down at the lake's surface, Ye Chang'an stomped his foot.

Instantly, the lake surface stirred.

A formation array covered in runes appeared on the water.

Clearly, this was the seal imprisoning the Flood Dragon.

Crack!

The moment the formation manifested, a cracking sound rang out.

The entire array shattered before Ye Chang'an and the others' eyes.

Sensing the formation's destruction, the Flood Dragon's eyes lit up with excitement and elation, and it burst straight out of the lake.

The Flood Dragon emerged from the sea, soaring to the sky!

Hearing the Flood Dragon's roar, Ye Chang'an chuckled lightly. "Alright, go follow my daughter, be her sparring partner and protect her. I'll go to the Heavenly Realm to handle this matter."

With that, Ye Chang'an vanished with Shangguan Shi and Yang Yi in an instant.

Heavenly Realm.

Holy Heaven Sect.

On a towering, cloud-piercing peak thick with spiritual energy.

A middle-aged man was meditating cross-legged.

Suddenly, his eyes snapped open.

"Hm? How is this possible? How was the seal broken!"

Dao Wuying's tone carried some shock, but far more anger.

"Courting death! How dare someone covet what I left for Wuhen!"

As he spoke, he immediately prepared to use a Soul Projection to descend to the lower realm.

Just then, three figures appeared before him.

"Oh? You're looking for me?"

The white-robed man at the head of the three looked at Dao Wuying with a playful smile.

Their sudden appearance startled Dao Wuying, but he quickly recovered.

"You're the one who broke the seal I left on the Heavenly Desolation Continent?"

As he spoke, Dao Wuying sized up Ye Chang'an, a chill creeping into his gaze.

"No need to look. I'm at the seventh level of the Heavenly Stem Realm, you're at the third. I only need one finger. Come on."

Reading Dao Wuying's intent, Ye Chang'an said with a faint smile.

His face radiated absolute confidence.

He possessed the one and only supreme talent in the world. Not to mention those below his realm—even those above it didn't warrant a second thought.

Hearing Ye Chang'an's words, Dao Wuying, already aggrieved, now erupted in fury.

Too insulting! Too contemptuous!

"Fine, fine, fine. You'll pay for your arrogance. Today I'll teach you not to underestimate the world! Die!"

With that, Dao Wuying threw a ferocious punch.

The force of the blow was terrifying, warping space itself.

Seeing this, Ye Chang'an curled his lips slightly, a mysterious and unfathomable aura surging from him, then he pointed a finger.

The next moment, the unadorned finger met the mighty fist.

A thunderous crash rang out, and a figure was sent flying backward.

Watching his rapidly disintegrating arm, Dao Wuying's face was filled with terror as he hurtled through the air.

He already regretted it.

But there was no time.

Because as the arm completely shattered, his body followed.

Soon, Dao Wuying's entire form crumbled, scattering into dust on the air.

"Don't underestimate the world either."

Ye Chang'an withdrew his finger, his tone flat as he gazed at the spot where Dao Wuying had vanished.

He felt no pity for Dao Wuying's fate.

If anyone was to blame, it was the killing intent the man had just directed at him.

"Hall Master, you killed him. Someone should be coming soon, right?"

Shangguan Shi looked at Ye Chang'an and asked.

Hearing this, Ye Chang'an nodded, the corner of his mouth still lifted.

"Mm, they're here."

The moment the words fell, eight figures appeared above Ye Chang'an and his two companions, surrounding them from all sides.

These eight included both men and women, some middle-aged, some elderly.

"How dare you! Killing an outer sect elder within our Holy Heaven Sect—you're courting death!"

The leader, a middle-aged man in a purple robe, spoke with an icy tone.

"Sect Master, a mere Heavenly Stem Realm dares to act insolent. Let me destroy him."

A gaunt, rat-faced elder looked at Ye Chang'an with a sinister glint in his eyes.

Hearing this, the purple-robed middle-aged man nodded.

"Brat, accept your death!"

The elder sneered, slapping a palm toward Ye Chang'an.