As he sped onward, Chen Fan also gathered quite a bit of news about the journey into the secret realm.
When the secret realm had opened, many people had been unaware of it. Only after the many entrants returned did the news spread.
More than a month had now passed since the secret realm closed, yet the whereabouts of the supreme treasure remained a topic of conversation among countless cultivators after their meals.
Some mourned the fellow cultivators who had fallen within the secret realm. Others believed the Burning Earth Art had never existed at all, that it was merely a trap. But most of all, they talked about the blue-robed youth.
Fortunately, there were as many people dressed in blue robes in the Kingdom of Wu as stars in the sky. No one would pay attention to Chen Fan's own blue robes.
"I hear that youth obtained the Burning Earth Art. What a pity—the eighty-one entrances and exits are all under strict guard, and he offended so many proud geniuses and outstanding figures. He simply doesn't dare come out. He can only spend the rest of his life inside, and the Burning Earth Art will be lost because of it," someone said.
But someone immediately stepped forward and shook his head. "No. I heard that after that late Spirit Refining Stage Monster Beast slaughtered all the cultivators, it went and killed the blue-robed youth as well. Otherwise, why wouldn't he come out? Everyone knows that once the secret realm closes, not even a Human Emperor can open it again."
"Actually, no one has ever seen this so-called Burning Earth Art. If you ask me, that blue-robed youth never obtained it. Or perhaps the golden book page he threw out was the Burning Earth Art—but he ultimately fell within the