In my cultivation journey, I completely crushed a group of chosen ones.

The shadowy figure laughed loudly: "It is your honor to have accomplished our grand mission. Just wait for the arrival of our esteemed lords."

Di Qingci couldn't bear to watch any longer. In an instant, he stood in mid-air, and the dark sword intent of the Chaos Divine Sword grew stronger and stronger, as if the surrounding light was being swallowed up.

The sword intent and black shadow were like a giant pillar supporting the sky, radiating a chilling pressure.

Upon seeing this, the shadowy figures were immediately shocked. What was going on? This was the Foundation Establishment Secret Realm.

They planned for a long time before succeeding. How can the aura of a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator be so powerful?

The leader's eyes darkened: "Stop her! Don't let her ruin our important plans!"

Countless black images, like ants, rushed towards Di Qingci.

Di Qingci stood proudly in the air, the giant pillar carrying a world-destroying aura, crashing down fiercely towards the mysterious figures.

Wherever the giant pillar passed, space distorted, emitting chilling sounds.

The mysterious figures watched in horror, trying to dodge, but the giant pillar was too fast for them to react in time.

The entire valley trembled violently the moment the giant pillar crashed to the ground.

The powerful impact kicked up clouds of dust and debris, resembling a massive storm.

Faced with this powerful force, the mysterious figures were easily knocked away like ants, some even crushed into pieces.

The leader was heartbroken to see most of his men dead and the altar destroyed.

He roared in fury: "Die! Die! All of you die!!"

His tall frame trembled slightly, and his eyes blazed with a fiery rage that seemed to want to burn the entire world to ashes.

The leader, whose body was as black as ink, stomped his foot, and countless cracks instantly appeared on the ground, spreading rapidly like a spider web.

He rushed towards the crowd like lightning, so fast that it was almost impossible to see him clearly.

Di Qingci's calm expression wavered, and with a swift flash, he swept everyone up and threw them out of the valley.

The shadowy leader was still surrounded by a dark aura, the darkness like a demon from the abyss, constantly churning and surging.

His eyes burned with fury as he stared intently at Di Qingci, as if he wanted to devour her.

"You're asking for it! Where did this brat come from, daring to ruin my plans?"

Di Qingci laughed, her voice clear and melodious: "What are you angry about? It's not like your own father died."

The leader roared, "What do you know? What do you know?"

You know nothing, but I'll kill you today to atone for my dead, great dream!

He flashed forward, and a black sword intent pounced towards Di Qingci like a ferocious beast.

In an instant, Di Qingci swung the Chaos Divine Sword, and a huge black dragon instantly took shape.

With overwhelming dragon might, it opened its enormous mouth and let out a deafening roar. The black dragon, like a black lightning bolt, rushed toward the shadowy leader.

The leader looked at the black dragon rushing towards him, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by anger.

The dark aura surged violently like a boiling tide.

He quickly gathered dark power in front of him, forming a thick black shield.

The moment the two collided, a deafening roar erupted.

The powerful impact spread outwards, causing rocks in the valley to tumble down.

Those in the distance were filled with anxiety, wondering how their fellow Daoist from before had fared.

An Zhiwei knew that her fighting ability was lacking and she could only be a burden, so she could only crane her neck from a distance and watch like a giraffe.

The leader staggered a few steps, his blood churning, his heart filled with shock and anger.

Emperor Qingci's Chaos Divine Sword shone brightly.

An aura of world-destroying power emanated from Di Qingci, causing everything around him to tremble.

With a soft shout, Di Qingci unleashed a massive sword light that shot into the sky, like a bolt of lightning slicing through the heavens.

The leader watched in horror as the sword light hurtled toward him, and he desperately tried to dodge it.

But they found themselves locked in place by this powerful aura and unable to move at all.

The sword light struck the shadowy leader instantly, unleashing a dazzling burst of light.

The powerful energy surge caused the entire valley to shake violently, rocks to collapse, and trees to break.

The leader of the shadowy figures didn't even have time to let out a scream before he was reduced to ashes by the sword light.

The light gradually faded, and the valley returned to calm.

The others finally came to their senses.

Xiao Huiyu was overjoyed: "They're really dead! These demons have really been killed by you, fellow Daoist?"

Lin Yuexin laughed loudly: "It's true! That's great! Luckily we have this fellow Daoist, otherwise we would be in danger today."

As Di Qingci strode over, the crowd rushed around him, offering their thanks in unison.

Di Qingci waved his hand: "Quiet down, everyone. It was just a small favor. Don't worry about it."

An Zhiwei rushed forward: "Boss, are you alright?"

Di Qingci shook his head: "I'm fine."

Turning to Lin Yuexin and the others, they asked, "How long does the secret realm stay open?"

Lin Yuexin immediately stepped forward: "It will probably be about ten more days. Thank you, fellow Daoist. What is your name? My brother was saved thanks to you this time."

Lin Jing also stepped forward, though he was still somewhat weak: "Fellow Daoist, thank you."

Di Qingci didn't care; it was just a trivial matter: "No need to take it to heart."

No one wanted to rest near the valley; they wanted to go further and spend the night on a wide plain.

The next day, everyone went looking for an opportunity.

Xiao Huiyu approached: "Fellow Daoist, shall we go together to seek opportunities?"

Di Qingci shook her head: "You guys go ahead, I don't plan to go. I'll leave once the secret realm opens."

After everyone had left, An Zhiwei looked around and asked, "Boss, shall we not go out?"

Di Qingci smiled and said, "Since we're here, we should naturally take a look around. I just don't want to be surrounded by a bunch of people. If we run into something good, there won't be enough to go around with."

An Zhiwei agreed: "Boss, let's go too."

The two wandered around as if taking a stroll. In the blink of an eye, more than ten days had passed. Everyone was ejected from the secret realm. Many people were caught off guard and fell hard.

Di Qingci and An Zhiwei stood steadily on the ground, seeing that there were many people around them. The people who came out went to find their own sects.

Xiao Huiyu hurriedly waved to Di Qingci: "Fellow Daoist, my sect is here. Would you like to come and take a look?"

Di Qingci shook his head: "No need, we have important matters to attend to. Farewell."

He took An Zhiwei to form her Golden Core.

Xiao Huiyu watched the departing figure; it turned out to be a Golden Core cultivator.

Sikong Yan, with his hair covering half his face and his head down, disappeared from the crowd in the blink of an eye.

A wave of regret washed over me; if I had come sooner, I might have met my sister.

Thinking of the cultivation technique he had obtained, his eyes lit up. He would go find his sister once his cultivation level was high enough.

Even though she wasn't older than him, he still liked to call her "sister".