The authoritative and domineering voice fell silent, plunging the scene into a deathly stillness.
Even in the void, no one responded anymore.
The great battle and storm have yet to erupt again.
Hearing that voice, Ye Xuan also felt a surge of excitement.
He recognized the voice; it was the voice of the Ninth Ancestor.
This old patriarch usually looks slovenly and unreliable, but who would have thought he was such a formidable character?
Ye Xuan returned to his room and resumed his cultivation.
He knew that with this incident, the Ancient Desolate Holy Land and the Carefree Holy Land had completely broken off relations.
Slaughtering a patriarch of the Carefree Holy Land certainly served as a deterrent to all sides, making other forces hesitant to turn against the Carefree Holy Land.
However, a life-or-death struggle has already begun between the Carefree Holy Land and the Ancient Desolate Holy Land.
Upon entering this secret realm, any encounters between the younger generations of both sides will inevitably result in a fight to the death!
It's either you die or I die!
And he, as the Holy Son, will inevitably suffer from the relentless targeting of the Carefree Holy Land.
In the blink of an eye, several more days have passed.
On this day, Han Bingning appeared in Ye Xuan's room.
Upon seeing Han Bingning, Ye Xuan asked with concern, "Are you alright? How are the ancestors and the others?"
He was unaware of and did not witness the battle that day.
No elder came looking for him afterward.
Therefore, he was actually still somewhat worried.
Upon hearing Ye Xuan's words, a hint of tenderness appeared in Han Bingning's icy eyes.
She parted her red lips slightly and whispered, "Don't worry, everything's fine."
As she spoke, she stretched out her jade-white right hand, which flashed with light, and two talismans appeared instantly.
Han Bingning handed two talismans to Ye Xuan, saying, "These two talismans, one is an attack talisman and the other is a defense talisman, which can save you twice."
"If you fail to secure that spot after two attempts, then you can only blame your bad luck."
Although her voice was calm, Ye Xuan clearly sensed a hint of worry in her beautiful eyes.
Ye Xuan felt a warmth in his heart, took the talisman, and said with a smile, "Master, don't worry, I will definitely be fine."
"Mm." Han Bingning nodded gently. " The Mystic Origin Mountain Range will open tomorrow. You should go there by yourself. I won't accompany you."
"Remember, once the fog dissipates and the portal opens, you may enter. Once inside, proceed with caution."
After saying that, she looked at Ye Xuan one last time, sighed helplessly, and then disappeared from the room.
Ye Xuan held the talisman, feeling the lingering warmth within it, a warm current flowing through his heart.
However, he quickly put away the talisman, and a cold glint appeared in his eyes.
" The Carefree Holy Land? I might not be able to afford to offend the old ones now, but the younger ones... heh heh, you'll soon find out that I, Ye Xuan, will be your nightmare!"
In the blink of an eye, one night passed, and as the second day arrived—
Xuanyuan City.
Tianjiao talented and powerful individuals emerged from their rooms and swarmed towards the Mystic Origin Mountain Range like locusts.
The Mystic Origin Mountain Range is about to open, and the competition for spots is about to begin.
If we can secure a spot, if we can enter the Xuanyuan Mystic Realm,
They are very likely to take off, transform from carp into dragons, and soar into the sky!
This once-in-a-century competition for a spot, the opening of the secret realm, is an unparalleled opportunity for many, and no one wants to miss it.
Ye Xuan also pushed open the door, left the restaurant, and headed towards the Mystic Origin Mountain Range.
Countless people around saw Ye Xuan; some admired him, while others feared him.
Originally, many people wanted to befriend Ye Xuan, or even challenge Ye Xuan.
But now, not a single person dares to step forward and speak to Ye Xuan.
Ye Xuan didn't care. He walked among the crowd, still dressed in white, exuding elegance.
Before long, Ye Xuan arrived at the Xuanyuan Mountain.
Looking up, one could see that the entire Xuanyuan Mountain was shrouded in a thick layer of mist, making it impossible to see through.
Moreover, the mist also exuded a subtle pressure, forcing everyone to release their aura to resist.
Ye Xuan sensed it.
He discovered that the cultivators who came to this place, even those with the lowest cultivation level, had already reached the Golden Core Realm Late Stage, while those with the highest cultivation level had even reached the Nascent Soul Realm Peak Stage.
His Wheel Sea Realm, however, stood out so conspicuously from the crowd, appearing somewhat out of place.
However, even though his cultivation level was only at the Wheel Sea, the lowest in the area, no one dared to underestimate him.
On the contrary, they all learned of his identity because of his cultivation level.
Ye Xuan ignored these things and turned his head to look around.
As far as the eye could see, there was a dense mass of heads, at least tens of thousands.
However, there are only two thousand spots available, making it a highly competitive market with far more applicants than available places.
Ye Xuan did not see any disciples of the Ancient Desolate Holy Land, and had no choice but to give up the search.
He looked once more at the Mystic Origin Mountain Range shrouded in mist, a strange light appearing in his eyes as his Divine Eyes activated.
In an instant, his vision pierced through the layers of mist, allowing him to see clearly what was inside.
When Ye Xuan saw the situation inside, he was suddenly startled.
Within the mist, at the very outer edge of the mountain range, towering, fiery red monsters roared and howled to the sky!
Their scarlet eyes were fixed on the people outside, as if they were looking at food.
"These demonic beasts can see out from inside?" Ye Xuan wondered, and was about to take a closer look.
Suddenly, he sensed an extremely strong killing intent.
And that murderous intent appeared right behind him.
Nascent Soul Late Stage?
Ye Xuan's eyes were icy cold, but he did not turn around.
Because through his Absolute Domain, even without turning around, he could clearly see the person's appearance.
He was a middle-aged man with a hooked nose.
Meanwhile, the person was silently approaching him.
"Kill me here?"
Ye Xuan was puzzled; did the other party have such audacity?
However, he didn't let the other party get close; instead, he started moving around as well.
"He could sense my murderous intent?"
At the same time, Jin Hu couldn't help but frown slightly.
Although his killing intent was strong, it was fleeting. How could Ye Xuan, who was merely at the Wheel Sea realm, possibly sense it?
Most importantly, Ye Xuan didn't even turn around, so how could he maintain a distance of more than ten meters from him the whole time?
Is this a coincidence, or is there some other reason?
Ye Xuan was greatly annoyed by the relentless pursuit of the Jin Hu.
Just as he was about to stop and see what this guy was up to, and whether he dared to kill him here—
"Look, the portal has appeared!"
"Ah, charge!"
Countless excited voices suddenly rang out.
The next moment, a series of whooshing sounds filled the air.
Ye Xuan looked up and saw countless cultivators already soaring into the air, their eyes red as they rushed towards the mountain range ahead.
The thick fog that had been swirling around the mountains had also dissipated considerably, and a portal had even appeared in one of the locations.