Pure Land

Given the current situation, finding the Secret Realm's location would be difficult.

Though Peerless Continent was in ruins, it remained vast. Without a suitable method, searching for a Secret Realm would be no different from fishing a needle out of the sea.

Inside the stone chamber, Lu Ye pondered in silence while Ying Wuji was filled with melancholy.

Xu Wang quietly signaled Zui Shan from the side, but Zui Shan merely shook his head almost imperceptibly.

Earlier, Xu Wang had gone to Zui Shan and told him everything he knew about Lu Ye and Ying Wuji, especially Lu Ye's attainments in Formation Dao.

If they could recruit such a person into the Stronghold, its security would surely be greatly assured in the future. Thus, he had suggested that Zui Shan find a way to win the two of them over and see whether they could be persuaded to stay.

However, once Zui Shan learned that Lu Ye and Ying Wuji's goal was the Secret Realm, he abandoned that notion.

Their aspirations soared higher than the sky. It was perfectly natural for them to wish to join a Secret Realm—how could they possibly think highly of a tiny Stronghold like theirs? Even if he spoke up, things would surely not go as he wished.

He might as well not make a fool of himself.

"Do you have a map of this realm?" Lu Ye suddenly asked.

Zui Shan shook his head. "Over the past thousand years, the realm has fallen apart, and the inheritances of countless sects have been severed. Most of the remaining Human Race are merely struggling to survive, hiding here and there. Many people never even leave their Stronghold from birth to death. Even cultivators like us have limited ranges of activity. If you want a terrain map