Secret Realm Collapse

"Qingfeng, my son."

The voice was like a spring breeze brushing across his face, like a clear stream flowing gently, filled with boundless love and longing.

Situ Qingfeng trembled violently, his eyes instantly reddening as two streams of hot tears rolled down uncontrollably.

"Mother, is it really you?"

His voice was hoarse. His hands reached forward unconsciously, only to pass straight through the woman's phantom.

Pain filled the woman's eyes as she spoke softly.

"When Mother fell all those years ago, you were still swaddled in blankets. Your little face was all wrinkled, like a baby monkey that had not grown into itself yet."

As she spoke, she covered her lips and smiled softly, though tears glimmered in her eyes.

"Who would have thought that in the blink of an eye, you would grow into such a handsome young man?"

Situ Qingfeng choked up, unable to speak. Countless words clogged his throat. The woman's expression suddenly turned solemn, and her slender jade finger lightly touched his brow.

"Time is pressing. Accept the inheritance first."

A point of golden light blossomed from her fingertip. Situ Qingfeng's gaze immediately grew blank, his body slowly rising into the air as a golden cocoon of light wrapped around him.

Gu Sheng stood quietly to one side, taking in the entire scene.

He noticed that when the woman performed her technique, the golden light contained an ancient aura far beyond anything an ordinary cultivation method could possess.

The woman turned toward Gu Sheng and unexpectedly gave him a solemn bow.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist, for saving my son's life."

Gu Sheng raised an eyebrow slightly. He had not revealed his Soul Power, so how had this woman seen through him?

As if noticing his confusion, the woman smiled sweetly.

"Before I took human form, my