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Chapter 78: Return to the Wugui Secret Realm
Chapter 78: Return to the Wugui Secret Realm
A month later, at Skull Mountain.
Lv Yang soared through the skies on a streak of light, unchallenged and unhindered. With his current strength, even cultivators who had achieved the Perfection of Refining Qi posed no threat to him.
Though he now existed solely as a Yin Soul refined from a single soul fragment, his higher Status Rank made dealing with Refining Qi experts as simple as a flick of his sleeve—unless, of course, his opponent possessed great divine abilities like Yun Miaozhen once had, or wielded rare treasures capable of challenging his power.
Of course, this advantage only applied to weaker foes.
Deprived of his physical body, Lv Yang’s strength was at its lowest ebb. Encountering even a cultivator of the same Status Rank would force him to retreat hastily.
Soon, he halted mid-flight.
In the distance, a black mountain range shrouded in Yin energy piercing the heavens loomed into view.
"Good. It seems True Man Yinshan hasn’t arrived yet."
Lv Yang probed the Karmic Causality, confirming the Wugui Secret Realm had yet to manifest. The Divine Martial Gate cultivators hadn’t arrived either. With a flick of his sleeve, he transformed into a gust of wind and slipped into the mountains.
In his previous life, he’d memorized the location of the Wugui Secret Realm during its emergence, making it easy to find this time around. Soon, he reached a cave entrance. After stepping inside, the passage initially narrowed before opening into a vast underground lake after dozens of steps.
"This is the place."
Gazing at the lake, Lv Yang sensed intense spatial fluctuations but hesitated at the entrance. Though his present circumstances had changed, his Dao heart remained unshaken.
"Slow down to stay whole, take your time to stay safe. No rush—let’s play around first."
With a wave of the Ten-Thousand Spirit Banner, Chen Xin’an’s phantom emerged. Without hesitation, Lv Yang cast him into the Secret Realm’s entrance.
He hadn’t forgotten the Golden Core-level Sword Qi lurking inside.
In his previous life, he’d escaped its deadly strike because he hadn’t practiced the Holy Sect’s cultivation technique. This time, however, he’d mastered the Sage Body Theft Cultivation Technique—a Body Cultivation method from the Holy Sect.
Who knew if the Sword Qi would spare him now?
Better safe than sorry—let Senior Chen scout ahead first.
"Chen Xin’an…"
Boom!
The next moment, ripples surged across the underground lake. Through Chen Xin’an’s eyes, Lv Yang observed the scene within.
A dazzling Sword Qi blazed into view—but instead of striking, it locked onto Chen Xin’an as if marking him, then surprisingly allowed him to enter.
"Already?"
Eyebrows raised in shock, Lv Yang prepared to recall Chen Xin’an with a hand seal.
Clang—!
Almost instantly, the dormant Sword Qi trembled violently. As Chen Xin’an attempted to retreat, his form exploded into a cloud of white mist.
Lv Yang’s brows lifted. First, he checked Chen Xin’an’s True Spirit within the Ten-Thousand Spirit Banner, ensuring he could be revived later. Exhaling in relief, he tossed in another banner spirit to test the realm, repeating the process multiple times.
"Allowed entry, but no exit…"
"The Sword Qi’s purpose is to eradicate the Sorcerous Ghost Dao lineage, so it won’t let anyone escape."
"As for allowing entry… Dammit, it’s setting a trap!"
Realization struck. "This Secret Realm is a snare—luring Martial Dao cultivators inside to hunt treasures, then annihilating them all together!"
The Orthodox Dao’s hearts are black indeed!
Though uncertain if his guess was correct, Lv Yang knew he’d do the same in their position. By extrapolation, he felt his deduction was spot-on.
With this in mind, he grew even more cautious.
He waited patiently for months until his Primordial Qi Avatar achieved the Martial Dao Celestial stage, then deployed it into the Secret Realm. This time, he had no intention of leaving—only to delve deeper.
Soon, ruins emerged in his vision. Most had crumbled into skeletal remains, littered with shattered Magic Artifacts.
Surveying the area, Lv Yang noted the realm’s stark contrast to the outside world. No spiritual energy lingered here—only an overwhelming surge of Earthly Malevolence Yin Qi. Without the proper cultivation technique, cultivators couldn’t even absorb energy here. Prolonged exposure would corrode even flesh.
"Who would cultivate in a place like this?"
As he mused, movement caught his eye. A cityscape unfolded around him.
Suddenly, a suppressed cry rang out:
"Fool! What are you doing?!"
Lv Yang turned to see a face emerging from the rubble, hissing, "You want to die? It’s nightfall already!"
The face hesitated, then gritted its teeth. Moments later, a boy no older than fifteen crawled from the ruins. Rushing over, he grabbed Lv Yang’s arm to drag him away.
Lv Yang raised an eyebrow but didn’t resist.
The next moment, the boy froze. Turning back, his handsome face twisted in despair:
"I shouldn’t have saved you… We’re doomed…"
Thud. Thud. Thud.
Footsteps echoed across the ruins. Lv Yang turned to see a yellow-robed elder approaching. The man’s eyes were gray and lifeless, his unfocused gaze fixed on them. With each step, a visible darkness spread toward them, reeking of decay.
"Huangyi!"
The boy followed Lv Yang’s line of sight, paling at the elder’s yellow robes.
Behind the boy, Lv Yang watched with interest. He didn’t understand the youth’s words, but the sudden appearance of Huangyi intrigued him.
The next moment, Lv Yang pressed his palm onto the boy’s head.
No time to waste on conversation. As a Holy Sect disciple, direct soul-searching suited him better.
"You!?"
The boy screamed as Lv Yang’s Spiritual Awareness pierced his mind.
Instantly, torrents of information flooded Lv Yang’s consciousness—language, culture, worldview, and all secrets of the Wugui Secret Realm.
Hundred Ghosts Parade, the mortal realm turned hell!
The Sword Qi hanging above the realm forbade cultivation for all but one path—devouring ghosts to appease Yanluo for survival: White-Robed Ghosts, Yellow-Robed Ghosts, Black-Robed Ghosts, Red-Robed Ghosts…
Tingyou Sect, Ghost Enforcers…
Lv Yang absorbed the knowledge, his curiosity piqued.
"This isn’t how the Secret Realm was in my past life."
Last time, the Wugui Secret Realm was empty—True Man Yinshan destroyed it without encountering a single soul. Now, Wugui Dao survivors thrived, forging an unconventional cultivation path.
"Could it be the Sword Qi?"
Recalling the Golden Core Sword Qi, a chill ran down his spine. "Did it slaughter everyone?"
Yet, doubt crept in.
The Sword Qi had remained dormant for years. What catastrophe would trigger it to annihilate the entire realm?
(End of Chapter)
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