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Chapter 189: Secret Realm Emerges!
Chapter 189: Secret Realm Emerges!
On the Stormbreaker Warship of the Dao Court’s fleet, Ying Tongshou wiped sweat from his brow as he watched Ye Xingfeng stand at the bow, his gaze fixed on the heavens.
Though Ying had risen to the rank of Four-Star General—comparable to a Foundation Building Mid-Stage cultivator, technically the same tier as Ye Xingfeng—he knew his own limits. The gap between them wasn’t just heaven and earth; it was more like sky and mud. He maintained a deeply respectful demeanor.
“Are you certain he fled into a Secret Realm?” Ye Xingfeng asked, turning his head with a frown. “I’ve already swept the area with my Sword Intent. I saw no trace of a Secret Realm.”
“Sky Punishment True Man,” Ying replied hastily, “we’ll need a little more time. If that man truly is Yuan Tu, the Bloodthirsty Fiend of Jiangbei’s Demon Sect, I’m convinced he’s hiding within the Blood Demon Isle.”
“The Divination Bureau once foretold a profound karmic connection between that fiend and the Blood Demon Isle. Otherwise, His Majesty wouldn’t have ordered me to abandon my post in Jiangdong and rush here personally. Rest assured, True Man—the Secret Realm will manifest within three days at most.”
“If you lie to me,” Ye said coldly, “I’ll behead you.”
“True Man, have no worries!” Ying declared, patting his chest. He pulled out a trigram disk. “This is the Star-Chart Compass gifted to me by the Divination Bureau before my departure. With it, I can pinpoint the Blood Demon Isle’s descent location.”
“You recognize fine treasures—you can see I’m not bluffing, yes?” He pointed at the device. “The descent point—it’s here, in the Starlight Sea.”
The next moment, Ying’s eyes widened.
“The position… shifted?”
A razor-sharp Sword Intent locked onto him like a blade at his throat. His hair stood on end as he scrambled to salvage himself. “Just a minor technical adjustment! A small deviation—nothing to worry about.”
He gestured frantically. “True Man, observe—the distance to Starlight Sea is still negligible. Divination techniques aren’t perfect; slight errors are inevitable.”
Then, drawing on decades of bureaucratic expertise in deflecting blame, he added smoothly, “If I’m not mistaken, that Lv Yang must’ve altered the Realm’s descent trajectory, hoping to escape. But he didn’t anticipate my Star-Chart Compass! His efforts were wasted. Following this device’s guidance, we’ll corner him effortlessly!”
He nearly convinced himself as he spoke.
Ye Xingfeng nodded slowly, the Sword Intent dissipating. “Then let’s follow its lead.”
At once, Ying barked orders to the Dao Court soldiers below. The Stormbreaker Warship roared to life, its sails unfurling toward the Chaotic Currents Sea, where the Emerald Sun Cultivation Realm awaited.
In the Grand Hall of the Immortal Alliance Headquarters, twelve Grand Harmony Cultivators silently infused their life-forces into the Imperial Decree of Golden Inscription—a sacred artifact binding their fates.
Their realm might be secluded, but they weren’t ignorant of the outside world. The term “Foundation Building True Man” carried bitter memories.
Suddenly, Elder Lin—the eldest and graying of them all—opened his eyes. He’d received a transmission:
“A strange phenomenon at the sea’s edge—turbulent Ethereal Maelstroms, radiant auras illuminating the skies, and Spiritual Tides surging across eight directions. A high-grade Secret Realm is emerging, possibly at the Foundation Building level.”
His expression darkened.
The news spread quickly, igniting murmurs among the cultivators.
“Elder Lin, could this Realm contain a way to break our curse?” one asked. “For millennia, this Imperial Decree has devoured countless cultivators. I refuse to die as its next sacrifice!”
“I say we investigate!”
Debate swirled, but Elder Lin’s gaze sharpened as he caught a faint whisper in his mind.
“Everyone, leave,” he commanded abruptly.
The others obeyed without question—such sudden dismissals weren’t uncommon for him.
As the hall emptied, Elder Lin lifted his head toward the imperial decree at the chamber’s heart. “Speak,” he intoned. “Why reveal yourself now?”
A soft chuckle echoed as golden inscriptions shimmered, forming a faintly luminous face.
“I’m acting for your own good,” the voice crooned, its lips echoing Elder Lin’s movements as it spoke through him. “A massive karmic disturbance approaches Chaotic Currents Sea—a man so vile that heaven itself seeks his destruction. His karmic debt is terrifying. He might even be a prodigy of the Primordial Sacred Sect. Either way, his arrival gives me a chance to break free.”
“Break free?” Elder Lin’s voice trembled. “The Primordial True Sage sealed you. Even the Fortune Immortal couldn’t rescue you!”
“Don’t panic,” the golden face said smoothly. “My liberation benefits you too. Without me, you’ll perish under his karmic backlash. Consider this—a test of how desperate heaven will become before it’s forced to unleash me to kill him.”
Elder Lin hesitated. “What do you want?”
“Take me to the Secret Realm,” the entity said. “Bring the Imperial Decree. It might even protect you… if I feel generous.”
The cultivator’s mind raced. The decree was their realm’s foundation—their very souls were bound to it. Yet the Realm’s danger was undeniable. With the artifact’s protection, they might survive. And if the Primordial Sacred Sect’s True Man truly emerged…
“Very well,” he said at last, tucking the decree into his robe. “But remember your promise. We only seek liberation, not to become this cursed thing’s eternal food.”
The golden face smirked as its voice faded. “We’re all sacrifices in the end. The only question is… who’s next?”
(End of Chapter)
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