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"Hmph! You guys, aren't you planning to come out now?" Zhou Wangchuan snorted coldly, looking at several places on the seabed intentionally or unintentionally and said.

His eyes were sharp, as if he had seen through everything.

"Hahaha, Fellow Daoist Zhou, Fellow Daoist Meng, and Fellow Daoist Zhong are so powerful that they broke this energy shield so quickly." Hearing Zhou Wangchuan's words, Haida, the great elder of the Hanhai Sect who was hiding in the dark, emerged and laughed.

His laughter was hearty, but with a subtle hint of sinisterness.

With the appearance of Haida, Ying Lao and Shenyang also slowly appeared in front of everyone.

Their expressions were calm, but there was a deep glint in their eyes.

"Hmph! If you all had taken action, you would have opened the secret realm long ago. Why wait until today!" Zhou Wangchuan said dissatisfiedly as he watched the three people walk out.

His tone was full of doubt and anger towards the three people.

Different from the reactions of Meng Zihua and Zhou Wangchuan, Zhong Wude walked up to Xia Aoran and Ying Lao, bowed slightly to them, and said:

"Your Highness, this is Master Ying." His voice was deep and powerful, but it did not contain much respect.

"This is not in the palace, Marquis Xiba, you don't have to be polite." Xia Aoran said with a smile. He knew very well that if Master Ying had not been by his side, Zhong Wude would never have been so polite to him.

"Thank you, Your Highness!" Zhong Wude hurriedly thanked him, then looked at Zhang Chentian with a flicker of surprise in his eyes: "You must be Earl Ling Bing, right? Heroes emerge young, and you possess such strength at such a young age."

Zhang Chentian looked at Zhong Wude and was secretly alert in his heart. This person's expression and tone seemed very sincere, but he always felt that things were not that simple.

"Your Excellency the Marquis, I am too kind. It was just a bit of luck." Zhang Chentian said modestly.

"Hahaha, luck is also a part of strength. I also heard about what that good-for-nothing son did a few days ago. I apologize to you on his behalf." Zhong Wude bowed deeply to Zhang Chentian and said sincerely.

Zhang Chentian dodged the apology by moving his body to the side and said with a smile, "Don't worry, Marquis. This matter is over, isn't it?"

"Okay! Stop chatting there, let's quickly determine what the restrictions are for entering the secret realm!" Seeing that several people still wanted to continue chatting, the grumpy Zhou Wangchuan spoke up.

"I wonder if Brother Zhou has any plan?" Meng Zihua asked after hearing Zhou Wangchuan's voice.

"Simple~"

As he spoke, Zhou Wangchuan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a wicked smile on his face. This smile made everyone around him feel a little uneasy.

"It's you!"

Zhou Wangchuan swept his eyes over and landed on a middle-aged man at the peak of the Condensation Realm. He then condensed a giant spiritual hand and grabbed him.

The middle-aged man's face changed. He didn't expect Zhou Wangchuan to suddenly attack, and his target was him.

But before he could react, he was grabbed by the giant spiritual hand.

The sea water surged, and the middle-aged man was instantly grabbed by a giant spiritual hand. He had no power to resist, and was then thrown towards the entrance of the secret realm.

"what!"

Following a shrill scream, everyone saw that the middle-aged man had just touched the entrance when his body was instantly cut into two parts as if by an invisible force. Blood and internal organs spilled on the ground, forming a horrifying picture.

"hiss!"

Seeing this scene, all the weak cultivators in the field gasped, with horror on their faces. Some of them even turned pale and their legs went weak with fear.

But none of them dared to speak out, after all, no one wanted to be the next victim.

This is the greatest sorrow of the weak.

Faced with such a powerful existence, they could only choose to remain silent and dare not resist.

"That ant is 110 years old this year. From this, we can conclude that cultivators over 100 years old cannot enter."

At this moment, Zhou Wangchuan spoke indifferently, as if he had not committed the murder just now. His eyes were cold, as if he did not care about life at all.

"Next, it's you!"

Zhou Wangchuan looked at a cultivator in the late Qi Condensation stage with a cold expression.

The giant spiritual hand picked it up like a chicken and threw it directly towards the entrance of the secret realm.

"what!"

A shrill howl was heard, making everyone present feel horrified.

"No one over fifty years old is allowed to enter." Zhou Wangchuan said indifferently with an expressionless face.

Upon hearing these words, Crown Prince Xia Aoran's heart sank. He clenched his fists tightly, his face became extremely gloomy, and an expression of unwillingness that was difficult to conceal flashed in his eyes.

Because he is over eighty years old this year, which means he cannot enter this secret realm.

Noticing Xia Aoran's mood change, Zhang Chentian patted him gently on the shoulder and signaled him with his eyes not to be too depressed.

Xia Aoran took a deep breath, slowly loosened his fist, and nodded slightly at Zhang Chentian, indicating that he was fine.

However, deep down he was filled with helplessness and reluctance, and felt deeply sorry for losing this opportunity.

Regarding Zhou Wangchuan's actions, people from all major forces chose to remain silent and wait and see, and did not take any action to stop him.

After all, they couldn't let members of their own faction attempt such a dangerous thing personally.

Although those wandering cultivators were filled with fear, none of them were willing to leave.

Because the secret realm is a rare opportunity for them, and they can obtain precious chances.

Even facing the threat of death, no one is willing to give up this opportunity easily.

This is human greed and the desire for power.

Just as everyone was lost in thought, another figure was thrown towards the entrance.

However, unlike before, this person did not scream, but successfully entered the secret realm.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Wangchuan showed a proud smile:

"It seems that only monks under the age of fifty can enter this secret realm!" His voice spread throughout the venue, causing a commotion.

Hearing this, many people began to whisper.

They realized that age became a key factor in entering the secret realm.

As a result, some of the older monks began to feel frustrated, feeling that they had lost this opportunity.

Some young monks secretly rejoiced, with hope and expectation welling up in their hearts.

As for the cultivator who went in, the major forces were not worried about him getting the opportunity. He was just an ant in the Qi Condensation Realm and could be crushed to death with ease.

"Everyone, it seems that this secret realm can only be explored by the younger generation." Meng Zihua swept his eyes over the spiritual realm cultivators in the field and spoke slowly.

His voice was calm, but the pressure contained in it was hard to ignore.

Everyone was silent for a moment, and then Haida, the Grand Elder of the Vast Sea Sect, spoke first. "It should be so. Whether they live or die in the secret realm, no force can pursue their claims after they emerge. I wonder if you all agree with this proposal?"

His eyes were sharp, as if they could penetrate people's hearts.

"It seems that Brother Hai is very confident in his younger generation, but this suggestion is also what I want to say." Zhou Wangchuan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a smile, and his tone revealed a hint of confidence.

"Agree!"

"Agree!"

Other powerful people in the spiritual realm expressed their opinions one after another, and seemed to have no objection to this decision.

As for the opinions of other forces and independent cultivators in the field, they don't care.

Because the weak have no right to resist!