" The Xuanyuan Mystic Realm?" Ye Xuan couldn't help but frown slightly. "What kind of secret realm is that? Are there many good things inside?"
Han Bingning nodded seriously. "A lot, many."
She raised her pointed chin. "In the Eastern Wasteland, there are three great secret realms: the Sword Mountain Mystic Realm, the Mount Mang Mystic Realm, and the Xuanyuan Mystic Realm."
"Among them, the Sword Mountain Mystic Realm opens once every ten years. Within it, Sword Qi crisscrosses, containing various Sword Intent, making it suitable for sword cultivators to comprehend and cultivate."
" The Mount Mang Mystic Realm opens once every fifty years, containing countless spiritual herbs and precious medicines, suitable for cultivation by any cultivator."
"This Xuanyuan Mystic Realm opens once every hundred years. It not only contains a large number of spiritual pills and herbs, but also many cave ruins, making it a place of countless opportunities."
At this point, her already serious expression became even more earnest:
"Do you know why, over the past tens of thousands of years, my Ancient Desolate Holy Land has gradually declined, overtaken by the Jade Pool and Carefree Holy Lands, and even showing a trend of being surpassed?"
Ye Xuan asked solemnly, "Could it be that it's because of this Xuanyuan Mystic Realm?"
Han Bingning nodded seriously:
"That's right. The reason why my Ancient Desolate Holy Land has fallen to this state is not solely due to this Xuanyuan Mystic Realm Xuanyuan Mystic Realm, but it is indeed closely related to it."
Without waiting for Ye Xuan to interrupt, she continued, "Over the past tens of thousands of years, the Xuanyuan Mystic Realm has opened hundreds of times."
"It is precisely because of these hundreds of openings that too many powerful Tianjiao and geniuses of my Ancient Desolate Holy Land have perished in that Xuanyuan Mystic Realm, while obtaining very few opportunities, which has led to its gradual decline to this state."
"As a result, in recent millennia, even the number of the Xuanyuan Mystic Realm spots that our Ancient Desolate Holy Land can compete for has been decreasing."
Upon hearing this, Ye Xuan's expression turned serious. "How could this be? Wasn't the Ancient Desolate Holy Land the strongest back then?"
"Under normal circumstances, shouldn't the strong get stronger and continue to become even more powerful?"
"Could it be that for the past tens of thousands of years, my Ancient Desolate Holy Land has been targeted?"
Han Bingning nodded. "That's right, exactly! The biggest culprit in all of this is the Carefree Holy Land!"
Upon hearing this, Ye Xuan's expression suddenly turned grim.
He finally understood why the Carefree Holy Land had targeted him so ruthlessly.
They don't want to see the Ancient Desolate Holy Land rise again!
Seeing that Ye Xuan was about to ask more questions, Han Bingning waved her hand and said, "Alright, there's no point in pursuing those matters now."
"The reason I'm telling you all this is just to warn you to be wary of that Carefree Holy Land. The most urgent matter is right now."
"In three months, the Xuanyuan Mystic Realm will open, and half a month later, all the major powers in the Eastern Wasteland will send their top Tianjiao to compete for the spots to enter."
"If you want to get in, you'll need to compete for a spot. Only those with a spot will have the right to enter."
She paused slightly, a hint of helplessness and sorrow appearing on her delicate and flawless face:
"However, you're currently too aggressive, and your strength isn't enough. If you participate in the competition for spots, I'm afraid you'll be targeted."
Looking at Han Bingning's worried face, Ye Xuan felt a warm current flow through his heart and said in a deep voice, "Master, rest assured, I, Ye Xuan, am not afraid of being targeted!"
His expression was resolute, and a murderous glint flashed in his eyes:
"How can one become strong without experiencing life and death? Anyone who dares to target me, anyone who dares to block my path to becoming stronger, I will kill them!"
By the time he finished speaking, the killing intent emanating from him had completely boiled over!
Seeing Ye Xuan like this, Han Bingning sighed.
"In that case, you shall participate in this competition for the spots."
" The Xuanyuan Secret Manual is open to cultivators at or below the Nascent Soul stage. Therefore, the competition for this spot is also limited to cultivators at or below the Nascent Soul stage."
"Although your combat strength is comparable to the Nascent Soul Early Stage, that's just ordinary Nascent Soul Early Stage. If you were to face a veteran Nascent Soul Early Stage, you wouldn't stand a chance."
"If one were to face a veteran Nascent Soul Middle Stage, or even a veteran Nascent Soul Late Stage, there would be absolutely no chance of survival."
"At that point, you'll have to be careful yourself."
The opening of the Xuanyuan Mystic Realm has no age limit, only a limit on cultivation level.
This will put even more pressure on Ye Xuan.
He defeated Huo Qingyi, whose combat power was comparable to that of Nascent Soul Early Stage, after she used forbidden techniques.
Even Huo Qingyi, who was comparable to the Nascent Soul Early Stage, was just an ordinary Nascent Soul Early Stage.
If it were a seasoned Nascent Soul Early Stage like Huo Qingyi using forbidden techniques, she wouldn't stand a chance.
Because those people are all unable to break through to this level; they are all powerful individuals who have accumulated experience over many years.
Over the years, unable to break through, they practiced many martial arts techniques and achieved considerable success in them.
In this situation, it is naturally far superior to that of Nascent Soul Early Stage.
This is only the Nascent Soul Early Stage; the same principle applies to veteran Nascent Soul Middle Stage and Nascent Soul Late Stage cultivators.
Ye Xuan nodded. He also felt some pressure, but he wasn't afraid.
His cultivation level improves very quickly; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say he changes every day.
In this situation, he has the absolute advantage to crush all his powerful opponents.
"Since you have made your decision, I will take you to the Mystic Origin Mountain Range Mystic Origin Mountain Range tomorrow. The competition for the Xuanyuan Mystic Realm will take place there."
Ye Xuan nodded.
Next, Han Bingning explained in detail the competition for the quota and the Xuanyuan Mystic Realm before leaving.
The Mystic Origin Mountain Range are the most mysterious mountain range in the Eastern Wasteland, bar none.
Normally, the Mystic Origin Mountain Range is completely closed off and is shrouded in mist year-round, making it impossible for anyone to enter.
Only when the Xuanyuan Mystic Realm opens once every hundred years will the mist over the Mystic Origin Mountain Range gradually loosen, revealing a crack that resembles a spatial portal.
Disciples from various factions would enter through the crack in the portal to search for and compete for the jade tokens for their places.
This jade plaque is quite peculiar.
Some are just thrown on the ground, easily accessible.
Some can be obtained from powerful demonic beasts; they can only be obtained by killing these beasts.
Some are even found in the poisonous fog-shrouded swamp, a place fraught with danger, making them extremely difficult to obtain.
The powerful figures Tianjiao various factions all relied on their own luck and abilities to find those quota jade tokens.
The number of jade tokens each faction can obtain determines the number of people they can send into the Xuanyuan Mystic Realm.
As for competing for this spot, there is no specific limit to the number of people; as long as you meet the requirements and are not afraid of death, you can enter to compete.
You should know that the jade token for that spot is unclaimed and can be stolen. Even if you get it, you'll need the corresponding strength and means to protect it.
Therefore, the greater one's power, the greater one's advantage.
Therefore, the competition for the Xuanyuan Mystic Realm slots, which takes place every hundred years, always erupts into a bloody battle.
Countless Tianjiao and powerful figures perished among them, making it an extremely perilous journey.
Ye Xuan sat cross-legged on the bed, digesting the substances while absorbing Spiritual Qi to cultivate.
Soon, the night had passed.
When the first rays of dawn pierce through the thick clouds and fall upon the earth.
Ye Xuan, who had been meditating cross-legged, finally opened his eyes slowly and exhaled a breath of turbid air.
He should set off!