Meanwhile, outside the Heavenly Mystic Secret Realm.
The central square has returned to calm.
The high-ranking officials from each faction remained seated on the suspended platform, awaiting the results in three days.
The sect competition has only just begun.
To everyone else, even if a battle had broken out inside the secret realm, it was mostly just a fight between Rogue Cultivator and ordinary disciples.
True holy sons and daughters possess the sect's trump cards, making it difficult for them to perish in a short period of time.
Within the Heavenly Sword Sect Sect's camp.
The First Elder, Nangong Hai, closed his eyes slightly, his expression calm.
Although his grandson, Nangong Wuhen, was only at the Divine Sea Realm First Level, he was protected by core disciples such as Qi Xiu and Han Qingshan, and was also carrying forbidden pills and divine soul jade that he had personally prepared.
Even if they encounter Divine Sea Realm Sixth Layer demon beast, they can escape unscathed.
If Chu Yunfei really dares to meet Wuhen, it will actually become an opportunity for his grandson.
As long as Chu Yunfei is captured, the Heaven-Slaying Sword Emperor Key, and the secret to his rapid cultivation increase will all fall into the hands of the Nangong Family.
Thinking of this, Nangong Hai's lips curled up slightly.
Click.
A very faint cracking sound suddenly came from inside his arms.
The smile on Nangong Hai's face suddenly froze.
He suddenly opened his eyes and took out a white life tablet from inside his clothes.
On the surface of the fate tablet, the name belonging to Nangong Wuhen has been split open from the center.
Immediately afterwards, the entire life tablet shattered inch by inch in his palm.
The fragments slipped through his fingers.
Nangong Hai stood there, stunned, as if struck by lightning.
"Impossible..."
His lips trembled, and his eyes gradually turned bloodshot.
The next moment, the terrifying pressure of the Divine Sea Realm Eighth Level erupted from his body.
" Wuhen!"
Nangong Hai suddenly stood up, his white hair flying wildly, his voice filled with pain and rage.
Who killed my grandson?!
Chaos erupted instantly on the high platform of the Heavenly Sword Sect.
Sect Master Meng Tianyun's expression darkened, and he looked sharply at the shattered life tablet.
Dead?
Heavenly Sword Sect Nangong Wuhen with countless resources, actually died less than half an hour after entering the secret realm...?!
The fall of the Holy Son shook the entire Heavenly Sword Sect.
The plaza below fell completely silent in an instant.
The remaining martial artists stood frozen in shock, exchanging bewildered glances, their breaths catching in their throats.
"He's really dead... and he's only been inside for a short time?!"
"Who did this? How dare they?"
"Heavens above! That's Divine Sea Realm, and the direct grandson of Elder Nangong Hai! Who dares to touch him? Who can even touch him?!"
After a brief silence, a deafening uproar erupted, turning into a tidal wave of sound that nearly overturned the entire square.
Although there were occasional frictions between the seven sects in the past, they were mostly losses among ordinary disciples. As the future of their sects, the Holy Sons held noble status and important positions, so no one dared to truly kill them.
But now, the Grand Competition of the Secret Realm has just begun, and a holy son of a top sect has been killed and perished.
On the high platforms of other sects, powerful figures from all sides also cast their gazes in that direction.
Wei Shanhe frowned slightly, and the first person he thought of was Chu Yunfei.
Yin Xiaotian slowly stopped stroking the puppet bead, a gray light flashing in his eyes.
Li Tianxing, Qin Hao, Yue Chenzhou, and others were all inside the secret realm.
The fact that Nangong Wuhen become the first to fall indicates that the siege within the secret realm has officially begun.
The Heavenly Evil Devil Sect Master Mo Yinsheng, leaned back in his large chair, a faint smile playing on his lips.
"The show... is finally starting."
His voice was very soft, and only a few elders of the Demonic Sect beside him could hear it.
In the middle of the high platform.
Ling Chengyuan looked at the enraged Nangong Hai, a smile also appearing on his lips.
Fight! Kill!
The more people die in the secret realm, the easier it will be for Father's plan to proceed.
Nangong Wuhen was just the first.
More holy sons and daughters will fall in the future.
Pill Pavilion high platform.
Wen Jiao's expression hardened slightly upon hearing Nangong Hai's roar.
Nangong Wuhen is dead.
There's no need to guess who could kill him in such a short time, and who had both the motive and the strength.
It must be Chu Yunfei.
Wen Jiao wasn't surprised at all.
From the Azure Mystic Sect to the Cangwu Mountain Range, Nangong Wuhen tried to kill Chu Yunfei several times.
How could Chu Yunfei possibly let him go?
She turned her head and asked in a low voice, "Father, has the Ancestor arrived?"
Wen Daoyuan looked at the enraged Nangong Hai and nodded solemnly.
"Don't worry, my Jiao'er, the message has been delivered."
"The ancestor should already be keeping an eye on things from the shadows. As long as someone dares to make a move after Chu Yunfei leaves the secret realm, he will naturally show himself."
Wen Jiao finally breathed a sigh of relief.
With Nangong Wuhen dead, Nangong Hai will surely go mad. When the secret realm reopens in three days, the Heavenly Sword Sect will definitely not let it go.
Even the other cases might take the opportunity to kick someone when they're down.
Faced with attacks from multiple top experts, Wen Daoyuan, who was only at the Divine Sea Realm Ninth Level, was simply unable to maintain his composure.
And behind the two of them.
Yao Yue, however, seemed extremely bored. She yawned, casually shifted her position, and had no interest in who died.
"A bunch of noisy old human men. It's just the death of a useless holy son, yet they're making such a racket like their fathers have died."
She silently grumbled to herself, then casually pressed her lower abdomen with her hand.
Buzz.
A concentrated and pure purple demonic power swam joyfully through the depths of her dantian.
A flicker of barely suppressed surprise and astonishment flashed deep within Yao Yue's purple eyes.
Divine Sea Realm Sixth Layer!
Not only has it fully recovered, but the slightly impure energy left behind from the forced breakthrough has been refined into a pure and clear state at this moment, and even the Divine Sea barrier within its body has subtly expanded outward by half a percent.
How is that possible?!
Yao Yue was completely stunned.
Her Heavenly Demon Emperor Physique was forcibly brought to its peak with the help of external resources, leaving her with considerable hidden dangers. The demonic power within her body has always carried a trace of indelible stagnation.
But now...
That slight stagnation was completely shattered and swept away by that guy's palm strikes, and his cultivation even improved slightly?!
"Could it be... that bastard's secret technique has such a special effect?!"
Yao Yue gasped, her pretty face shifting with a mixture of emotions.
If she did this a few more times... wouldn't she be able to directly cross the threshold of the Divine Sea Realm Seventh Level?!
But just thinking about that kind of method...
Yao Yue's ears instantly turned completely red.
That's so embarrassing.
The dignified princess of the Qingqiu Royal Clan was actually...
What's even more alarming is recalling the bizarre events of the latter half of last night.
That damn bastard, his hands seemed to be extremely indecent several times during the process.
"Damn bastard."
Yao Yue's pretty face flushed slightly, and she cursed inwardly, "He's clearly taking advantage of me. Next time I have the chance, I'll make it clear beforehand that he's only allowed to use his secret techniques, and no more messing around."
She nervously raised her head, trying to see if anyone around her had noticed her unusual behavior.
However, it was this extremely casual sweep that...
Yao Yue felt as if she had been struck by lightning from the heavens, and her body suddenly stiffened!
She stared intently at the entrance to a relatively quiet long street several miles away, her eyes widening until her breath caught in her throat.
"Wait... what... what is that?!"
Yao Yue even wondered if she was hallucinating due to excessive consumption of her spiritual energy.
She hurriedly raised her delicate, jade-like hand, rubbed her purple eyes vigorously, and gazed intently again.
When I could finally see that small figure clearly.
Yao Yue gasped, nearly jumping out of her seat.
"She... how could she be here?!"
Within a secret realm.
Chu Yunfei bent down and took Nangong Wuhen's storage ring, scanning it with his divine sense.
Two Rank 6 pills.
More than twenty grade-five elixirs.
The number of mid-grade spirit stones is close to two million.
There are also three Heaven-level martial arts techniques, several Earth Rank Upper Grade spirit swords, and various life-saving talismans.
Chu Yunfei gently stroked the surface of the storage ring with his fingertips, a hint of satisfaction appearing in his eyes.
"Truly worthy of being a holy son of a sect."
"He certainly has quite a few good things on him."
He didn't rush to check everything. After putting away the storage ring, he also put Nangong Wuhen's weapon into his pocket.
The Abyss-Devouring Sword can absorb weapons to increase its rank.
These things should not be wasted.
Finally, Chu Yunfei raised his hand and waved.
Nangong Wuhen's body, along with his head, disappeared from the spot and was stored in the Divine Cauldron of Heavenly Mandate.
Inside the Divine Cauldron, azure flames slowly rose, enveloping the corpses of the Divine Sea Realm that had been thrown inside.
It's time to refine it.
With that remnant soul secretly watching from within the secret realm, secretly refining and improving one's cultivation level will give one more confidence to deal with it.
While waiting for the refinement to complete, he discerned the direction of the surrounding Spiritual Qi flow, and lightning flashed beneath his feet as he sped deeper into the secret realm.
After flying hundreds of miles, Xiaoxiao Dragon in his sea of consciousness suddenly spoke up to remind him.
"Hey kid, there's a faint ripple in that direction..."