When Ye Chuhan heard his words, he immediately pretended to mock him and said, "Oh, you're just lucky."

"When we enter the secret realm later, you must protect your life!"

Sect Leader Ye glared at him and told Ye Chuhan to shut up.

This stupid kid can't act, so why is he coming over here on his own initiative?

If they get exposed later, with Venerable Xuanshui here, none of them will be able to escape.

Ye Chuhan could only respond weakly.

Mingchuan rolled his eyes and ignored him.

At this moment, Jin Man turned around and glanced at Ming Chuan. The flirtatious look in her eyes was gone, and instead, it was more serious. "Let's go."

Mingchuan nodded and took the lead to walk towards the gate of the secret realm.

The moment his feet stepped into the red mist, the vortex suddenly shrank violently, wrapping him up completely!

Jin Man and the disciples who followed closely behind were also pulled by an invisible force and disappeared into the door one after another.

The moment the last disciple stepped in, the vortex gate suddenly closed, returning to its previous silent state, as if it had never been opened...

The people outside the mountain gate had not yet recovered from the scene just now.

Su Hongzhen looked at the closed door, breathed a long sigh of relief, but couldn't help clenching his fists.

Cang Ziang, you must come back safely!

Reverend Xuanshui snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves and turned around.

He still despises "Cang Zi'ang" who has not made any progress. More than 500 people have entered the secret realm one after another, and there are many among them who are stronger than "Cang Zi'ang". If they want to join forces to attack.

"Cang Zi'ang" simply couldn't make it.

He might die in there!

Thinking of this, Venerable Xuanshui shook his head.

"I'm going back to my cave to continue my retreat. If there's anything happening here, please let me know."

Su Hongzhen nodded: "Yes, you can go back and rest first."

Seeing Master Xuanshui walking away, Su Hongzhen waved his hand and dismissed the rest of the people.

Only Yaya, Chen Shu and Jinwa stood in the air below where Mingchuan disappeared for a long time without leaving.

They kept staring at the vortex as it gradually disappeared, feeling a little uneasy.

Yaya was more frank than her two brothers. She carefully placed her pair of pink little hands on her chest.

"Pray that Brother Ziang will come back alive from the secret realm..."

Chen Shu ruffled her soft hair and said, "Don't think too much. Zianghe is so powerful now, he will definitely be fine. Let's go back and wait for him."

"Yeah." Yaya nodded obediently and agreed, then turned and walked away with her two brothers.

……

Within the secret realm.

The light was eerily dim. I couldn't see the sky when I looked up. There were only layers of gray-black mist slowly flowing, emitting a faint fishy smell.

Underfoot was cold, hard rock, riddled with bottomless cracks. Occasionally, faint green light flashed through the cracks, like the eyes of some creature...

Mingchuan was awakened by a biting chill. He opened his eyes suddenly and found himself lying on a protruding rock!

"Damn it! Wasn't I just sucked into the secret realm? Why did I pass out?"

His head was still a little dizzy, so Mingchuan supported himself on the ground and sat up, rubbing his swollen temples.

Suddenly I remembered some fragments.

The pulling force that had previously drawn them into the secret realm suddenly became violent, and the figures around them were instantly torn into pieces. All they could hear were the disciples' screams and the whistling of air...

After that, he lost consciousness.

"It seems that it was forcibly dispersed by the power of the secret realm." Mingchuan muttered to himself and looked around.

Not to mention Jin Man and the disciples of Qingcheng Yufa Sect, not even a single person from other sects was seen.

Five hundred people were scattered in this unknown place. The danger probably began the moment they set foot in.

Damn it, in addition to dealing with this strange secret realm, he also has to be on guard against people from other sects who might want to kill him.

For a moment, Mingchuan was thinking, should he change his face again?

In this way, he could barely escape the pursuit of the two groups of people.

However, before this idea could be realized, he just stood up and patted the dust off his robe, and he heard a rustling sound coming from the fog not far behind him.

The sound was very light, but it carried a slippery friction feeling, as if something was crawling along the rock.

"Damn it? They're not going to show up so soon, are they?"

Mingchuan's eyes froze instantly, he subconsciously held his breath, and slowly turned sideways.

He did not release his aura immediately, but instead raised his perception to the extreme.

The thing was getting closer and closer to him, its breathing was heavy and suppressed, with a strong stench, like the smell of rotten flesh and blood mixed with soil!

The mist was stirred into a subtle ripple, and a vague black shadow slowly moved within it...

Mingchuan could even feel a cold gaze locked on him, with undisguised malice.

"come yet?"

Mingchuan sneered in his heart, and a trace of imperceptible spiritual power had already gathered at his fingertips.

The black shadow seemed to have sensed his vigilance and suddenly increased its speed, rushing out from the fog with a "swish"!

"Damn it! I just got here and I'm already doing this! Whoever comes here, I'll tear you into pieces right now!"

Mingchuan held back his anger, and the flame in his hand suddenly condensed into a long sword, which saved him the time of drawing out the Nine Dragon Sword.

And the next moment, Mingchuan finally saw the outline of that thing clearly!

It was a monster half the height of a man...

Its body is covered with dark brown scales, and its head is like a lizard's, but it has three pairs of compound eyes.

Six barbed legs scraped against the rocks, making a harsh sound.

He opened his mouth, revealing two rows of fine, sharp teeth. Saliva dripped from the corners of his mouth, corroding small pits on the ground!

Mingchuan was disgusted, "It turned out to be a low-level monster."

This thing looks intimidating, but its aura isn't even at the Foundation Establishment stage.

The monster pounced towards Mingchuan angrily!

Mingchuan did not delay and put away the fire knife in his hand.

The spiritual power condensed at the fingertips suddenly turned into a ball of flame and flew towards the monster with a "whoosh" sound!

The moment the flame hit the monster's scales, it exploded violently like oil was poured on it, and the raging flames instantly engulfed it!

The monster let out a shrill scream!

It twisted wildly in the flames, but had no ability to break free.

The flames carried a domineering burning force. In just a few breaths, it was reduced to a pile of charred ash, leaving it with no strength to struggle...

Mingchuan shook his head.

"I thought it was something powerful, but it's nothing special. Nothing to be afraid of."

He withdrew his hand and was about to turn around and leave, but he saw a wisp of light red mist suddenly float up from the pile of ashes and fly towards his palm as if it had life.

He subconsciously reached out to receive it, and the mist melted into his palm, instantly transforming into a warm current that flowed along the meridians in his arm to his dantian...

"This is……?"

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