"Yes, I've looked into it to some extent."
Han Xuanji nodded; he was naturally familiar with the specific rules.
"Okay, let's set off then."
Leng Qianshuang didn't say anything more, but instead activated the token, and a beam of light enveloped her.
Then Han Xuanji activated the token as well, and felt a the Unseen force sending him to the Nine Mysteries Saint Realm.
"Buzz..."
Han Xuanji felt a cacophony around her. She opened her eyes and looked around. It was a vast plain.
"This physical body doesn't require any adaptation..."
Han Xuanji felt that she was not experiencing "possession," but rather that her power had regressed to what it was in the past.
His current physical appearance is exactly the same as his appearance in the outside world, and his aura is no different, except that he is much weaker than his appearance in the outside world.
He wasn't surprised, of course, because he already knew this information.
"For the sake of 'fairness,' the creator of the Nine Mysteries Saint Realm restricted the physical bodies of all entrants to a single level."
Han Xuanji's original physical body was practically perfect, with a powerful physique. Although his current physical body is also at the Late-stage Eternal True Lord, it is vastly different from his external physical body.
"The original purpose of creating this secret realm was for trials, to test things beyond cultivation talent."
Many of the geniuses of the Eternal Continent possess extremely high talent, but they lack practical combat skills and martial arts techniques, as well as a fighting spirit. This secret realm takes this into consideration.
If one abandons exceptional physical talent, can one still perform outstandingly?
"Just as the intelligence indicated, cultivators of the Dao of Principle have also been weakened."
Han Xuanji clearly sense the limitations of this world, making it difficult to harness its power for his own use.
However, it did not restrict the power of the Mystic Heaven Principle, meaning that the creator hoped that those who entered this place for trials could perfect their own Dao.
"This way, combat skills and comprehension are put to the test even more, and the mental fortitude of the trainees can also be honed."
"Cultivators with high combat skills have high combat power, while those with high comprehension can unleash even greater power and receive a legacy suited to them."
"If you die in the Saint Realm, your consciousness will be forcibly ejected back into your physical body. Although you won't truly perish, your soul will be shaken and you won't be able to re-enter for a short period of time."
Han Xuanji felt a sense of familiarity.
Isn't this a large-scale MMO?
The difference is that spending money won't make you stronger.
Han Xuanji is currently a level 1 alt account, and there are quite a few ways for him to grow stronger.
First, hunting creatures within the Saint Realm alone will earn you points. These points can be exchanged for a spot to enter the Land of Inheritance, or for special items that can only be used within the Nine Mysteries Saint Realm, such as flying boats, divine weapons and magical Law Treasure, or even treasures that aid in cultivation.
Secondly, it involves achieving accomplishments and breaking records, such as being the first to pass certain trials in the Saint Realm or completing special trials.
Han Xuanji looked around. The plain was vast and quiet, with rolling hills appearing and disappearing in the distance.
The nearby wild grass was waist-high, rustling in the wind.
As expected, the perception ability of the Divine Sense also decreased significantly.
As Han Xuanji pondered, Leng Qianshuang's message arrived even faster than he had anticipated.
The Saint Realm Token also has similar functions to the Messenger Token, allowing users to add "game friends," and Han Xuanji's only friend right now is naturally his senior sister.
As a "veteran player," Leng Qianshuang came to the Nine Mysteries Saint Realm this time primarily to help Han Xuanji familiarize himself with the environment as quickly as possible.
Han Xuanji sent over the location marker that was included in the token.
A few breaths later, Leng Qianshuang's reply arrived:
"You're in the beginner area, there aren't any high-value targets. Head north, there's a teleportation point that can take you here."
If you encounter monsters along the way, you can take care of a few to familiarize yourself with the area.
"Clear."
Han Xuanji replied, put away the token, and headed north.
It's safe to say that the beginner area is indeed a beginner area; I walked around for ages and didn't see a single secret realm creature.
He noticed the commotion as soon as Han Xuanji passed through a grove of trees.
A faint breath rippled through the grass a few dozen feet ahead, followed by a deer-like creature with a bluish-green body slowly emerging from the grass.
It was a whole size larger than a normal wild deer, and the grass trembled slightly when it trod on the ground.
What is most striking is its pair of antlers on its head, which are completely translucent, with faint arcs of electricity dancing at the tips, leaving Dao's Extremity faint scorch mark in the air with each flash.
Its pupils were amber, and Han Xuanji's figure was reflected in the vertical pupils. Its hooves pawed at the ground impatiently, clearly regarding him as an intruder.
Thunderhorn Deer.
Han Xuanji had seen records of this creature in intelligence reports. It was one of the common low-level creatures in the Saint Realm, appearing in plains and forests. Its strength was roughly equivalent to the Late-stage Eternal True Lord. It was good at using the lightning on its horns for close-range attacks. Its attacks were swift and fast, but its defense was relatively weak.
"According to the intelligence, this should be a relatively weak creature; even if we kill it, there won't be much reward."
Han Xuanji thought to himself, but since he had already encountered it, he might as well kill it to test the waters.
He did not make any rash moves. After a brief standoff, he suddenly stomped his foot lightly, and without disturbing the grass, his figure disappeared from the spot.
The Thunderhorn Deer's pupils suddenly contracted, and the arcs of electricity on its antlers suddenly intensified, crackling as it unleashed a bolt of blue lightning forward.
But Han Xuanji was no longer directly in front of it. His figure appeared like a ghost behind the Thunderhorn Deer, his right hand with its five fingers slightly spread, and he lightly pressed his palm against the side of its neck.
The all-pervasive Power of Mystic Heaven pierced through the thick fur of the Thunderhorn Deer like a fine needle, precisely penetrating its spinal joints.
With a barely audible cracking sound, the Thunderhorn Deer didn't even have time to let out a mournful cry before all four limbs simultaneously lost their strength, and its massive body crashed to the side.
Its pupils still held a trace of astonishment and bewilderment, but the breath of life had already dissipated as quickly as the receding tide.
One palm strike, a clean and swift kill.
Han Xuanji withdrew her hand, her expression remaining largely unchanged.
This Thunderhorn Deer was similar in strength to him at his current level, but the difference in their combat awareness and skills was too great.
His palm strike just now was both a demonstration of his exquisite control over his power and a test of his own strength.
It is naturally quite different from its peak strength, but it is within an acceptable range.
Immediately afterwards, a thin stream of warmth flowed from the corpse of the Thunderhorn Deer, down his palm and into his body.
The warm current was extremely weak, yet it replenished the spiritual energy he had consumed with that palm strike in an instant, even leaving a slight surplus. It also seemed to enhance the strength of his physical body.
Although the increase was negligible, it did exist.