The land was scarred as far as the eye could see, charred black in patches.
Many of the mountains stood crooked, clearly Hanging Peaks that had fallen from the sky.
Not far away lay the remains of a village. It and everyone in it had been wiped away, leaving only desolation.
"This is the Kunlun Secret Realm!"
Chen Cuo narrowed his eyes. A sigh rose in his heart, and he went on guard.
Qingxiangzi and Dianyunzi hurried forward. The former looked as though he had lost his soul, while the latter seemed distracted.
Once their initial shock had passed, both searched around, trying to find traces of the past in this place they could no longer recognize.
Before long, they discovered several stone tablets beside a broken wall. Their faces changed at once.
"Red End Peak? This is Martial Uncle Red End's cultivation ground!"
They exchanged a glance, their expressions darkening further. Dianyunzi hesitated, then formed a Hand Seal after all. He meant to use a Secret Art to connect with the Secret Realm's Grand Formation, investigate what had happened, and contact his fellow disciples.
Boom!
The Hand Seal took shape, and Brilliant Light soared into the sky. But once it merged with the firmament, bursts of cracking rang out. The Grand Formation glowing overhead revealed itself, riddled with fractures and broken in countless places. It was impossible to investigate through it clearly!
"Even the mountain-protecting formation is in this state? What sort of Divine Ability could have done this? Even if it truly was the Thirteen Incomplete Dao Masters, such a feat is beyond belief!"
His senses and Divine Sense seemed filled with mist, making it hard to discern the changes in the Secret Realm. Qingxiangzi hurried to Chen Cuo. "True Person, please lend us your aid. See what