"White-Scale Lake... that water manor has deep foundations. With the advantage of the terrain bolstering it, it is exceedingly difficult to deal with.
"Unless we can seize control of that newly emerged core secret realm and break through from within, even if we join forces with the Soaring Firmament Sect, I fear we still will not be able to uproot it within a hundred years."
Daoist Hongxi shook his head.
"Senior Brother, we have already begun vigorously fostering young geniuses. Once the secret realm opens, we can—"
Someone urgently tried to persuade him again, but halfway through, his words dissolved into a heavy sigh.
Everyone could see that Senior Brother Hongxi had made up his mind. It would likely be impossible to change his resolve.
"What a pity. The one hundred and eight Dao cities have shed blood in the True Realm for ten thousand years, and the bones of their prodigies could fill the Nether Sea... yet who knows when a mighty Earth Immortal will truly arise to shelter the human race of our realm?"
Another voice rang out, carrying threads of desolation.
The hall fell silent, with only Dao resonance rising and falling soundlessly like the tides.
Naturally, Lu He knew nothing of all that was happening in the depths of the Void Mirage Realm.
At this moment, he was climbing upward with great difficulty, one step after another.
Compared to the previous three thousand white-jade steps, the stone steps here appeared even more ancient. Every single one revealed mysterious Dao patterns, while deep Dao sounds drifted through the fog.
As his foot came down.
An incomparably heavy, invisible pressure swept over his entire body, as though ten thousand mountains were pressing upon his heart, making even his breathing hitch slightly.
Even after activating the White Ape