I tricked you into thinking you had the makings of an emperor, but you actually did it?

Shen Ming arrived early and stood with most of the people.

Aside from Xiao Panhuang, he didn't pay much attention to the other prodigies.

He fought against the geniuses of the Sixth Realm in the Endless Divine Realm.

Those who have arrived now are from the Fifth Realm.

Faced with the secret realm, the Sixth Realm was naturally tempted.

However, they were powerless to do so. This was not the Endless Divine Realm, and once they came down, they would not be able to unleash their full strength.

"The first step to revenge is to kill this little Panhuang," Shen Mingxin said.

If the people around him heard what he was thinking, they would definitely think he was crazy.

The young emperor, seated high on his chariot, looked down upon the world with disdain, unchallenged by anyone.

Of course, Shen Ming did not intend to take action now.

Emperor Xiaopan did not come alone; he was followed by the Guardian General and his army.

At this moment, the secret realm underwent another change.

At the entrance, a beam of purple-gold lightning shot straight into the sky, tearing the heavens apart, and the entire world trembled slightly under its oppressive force.

In the sky, thunderclouds rolled, and a huge thunder dragon could be faintly seen moving among them, emitting a deep roar.

The surrounding spiritual energy was so dense that it was almost tangible, yet it exuded a chilling pressure.

"Is it really the ruins of the Thunder Emperor?" Shen Ming asked.

He had already learned about the life of this Thunder Emperor from Jian Li.

None of those who become emperors are simple.

Legend has it that on the day she was born, there was a thunderstorm.

At the moment of his arrival, a bolt of lightning struck the infant Thunder Emperor directly.

The Thunder Emperor was unharmed, and his eyes shone as brightly as stars.

Since then, he has mastered the Path of Companion Thunder.

He rose to prominence, creating unparalleled thunder magic, and swept away all enemies in the world.

However, these are all things from the previous era, and Jian Li doesn't know much about them.

"To be precise, it should be called a dojo."

The secret realm is a vast area of ​​lightning, with a ground made of deep purple rocks.

A massive stone platform stood, its entire body enveloped in the power of thunder, radiating an overwhelming pressure.

This is the altar, said to be a remnant left by the Thunder Emperor when he attained enlightenment, and it is also the core of the entire secret realm.

The platform was covered with obscure thunder runes, each rune seemingly containing the profound mysteries of the Heavenly Dao.

Lightning crackled around them, forming natural lightning barriers.

Only by climbing the altar can one enter the true secret realm; getting up there is no easy feat.

Lightning occasionally strikes down from the clouds in the sky, leading many to associate it with a celestial tribulation.

To get up there, you must pass the test.

Numerous bolts of lightning resembled various ancient, ferocious beasts.

"Confirmed! The Thunder Immortal Scripture created by the Thunder Emperor exists within the secret realm!"

A sage used a secret technique to glimpse a scroll of immortal scripture exuding an ancient aura floating in the very center of the secret realm.

Its entire body is formed from crystal-clear lightning, with ancient runes faintly flowing within it.

Legend has it that the immortal scriptures record the ever-improving thunder magic of the Thunder Emperor!

"Damn it, even saints can't ascend the altar!"

A sage tried to get ahead of the curve, but almost died under the thunderbolt.

"It seems to be a training ground, and there are still tests to be done."

It is not an easy thing for someone in the Imperial Realm to ascend to the Dao Platform.

The wheels of the chariot rolled with the force of thunder, and Xiao Panhuang took the lead.

The golden dragon robe swayed slightly under the pressure of the thunder, but the aura emanating from him was as steady and unmoving as a mountain.

Suddenly, he leaped up and left the chariot.

He gently raised his hand, and a long sword immediately appeared in his palm. The sword shimmered with golden light, and the surrounding space slightly distorted.

"Panhuang Void Sword!"

One of the Three Swords of Panhuang, a divine sword capable of severing heaven and earth and tearing through the void.

The Three Swords of Panhuang refer to the Panhuang Life Sword, the Panhuang Void Sword, and the Panhuang Time Sword.

"What a sword."

Shen Ming's eyes lit up. The Void Sword did not have many patterns or divine runes, and its blade was as clear as autumn water.

"Would you like to go up and change?" Jian Li's light voice carried a hint of coldness.

"No, it's still not as good as our Legend of Sword and Fairy," Shen Ming said.

Jian Li snorted coldly, "You're smart to know what's good for you."

That said, Little Panhuang walked forward wielding the Void Sword.

The surrounding lightning seemed to sense that terrifying aura, and the thunderclouds began to churn violently, as if a divine punishment was about to descend.

The golden light emanating from the Panhuang Void Sword collided with the oppressive force of the thunder, forming a huge halo in the air that completely neutralized the violent impact of the thunder.

With a flash of sword light, the lightning seemed to be drawn by a mysterious force and instantly dissipated.

Xiao Panhuang gently swung his sword, which transformed into a golden sword shadow in the air. The sword energy turned into a curved arc, carrying an unstoppable force straight into the depths of the thunder.

The lightning did not unleash earth-shattering power; instead, it was quickly torn apart by the sword energy. The lightning in the air split as if a void had been opened up, avoiding his sword's edge.

As Xiao Panhuang moved forward step by step, the lightning gradually dissipated, turning into countless shattered arcs of electricity that swirled in the air before being completely devoured by the sword energy of Panhuang's Void Sword.

Finally, he passed through the lightning and arrived at the altar.

On the altar, the runes emerged with layers of radiance, converging into a dazzling pillar of lightning, hundreds of feet high.

Next, it was the Sword Fairy's turn to take on the challenge.

Her figure was light and graceful, with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes. Her aura was as cold as frost, carrying a temperament completely different from Lei Ting's.

With a single swing of the sword, the surrounding lightning instantly split apart. The sword energy was invisible yet swift as lightning, tearing apart the barrier between space and lightning.

Her sword energy clashed with the lightning, as if it were a contest between two forces in the world. Without the slightest hesitation, the sword energy and the lightning merged into one, transforming into a lightning sword.

Thunder was like water, and the Sword Fairy was like the master of thunder. No matter how the heavenly punishment struck, she remained calm and composed. Wherever her sword pointed, the thunder transformed into her sword power.

As her sword thrusts outward, the endless trials of thunder are completely dissolved by her sword energy, thunderclouds gather, and finally return to calm.

The Sword Fairy steadily ascended the altar, emanating a powerful sword aura that was sharp yet aloof.

Like Xiao Panhuang, the altar supported a hundred-foot-tall pillar of lightning.

More and more Royal Realm experts began to challenge and rush onto the altar.

Although it was extremely dangerous, it wasn't particularly difficult.

The difference lies in the varying height of the lightning beams for each person.

The longer it takes, the more pathetic the performance, and the lower the beam of lightning becomes; some even have no beam at all.

The hundred-foot-long pillar of lightning belonged to Little Panhuang, Sword Fairy, and Gu Tianming.

There is no distinction between high and low; many people believe this is uniformity and the highest standard.

At this moment, another young man is ready to take on the challenge.

Everyone's attention was drawn to him, not because the boy was particularly extraordinary.

Although his appearance and temperament are top-notch, he is only a human king.

In the Fifth Realm, especially in a secret realm like this, this level of cultivation is not enough.

"Don't push yourself and become the only one to die here," someone advised, but it was actually a sarcastic remark.

The young man was naturally Shen Ming. When he saw the thunder, he felt something and thought of his own Dao of Thunder.

This is a great opportunity to hone your skills!