Longevity: My Talents Are a Bit Abundant

Chapter 776: Chapter 657: Demon Shadows in the Secret Realm

"So that’s it, the Secret Realm is hidden within the depths of this mountain."

Shen Xuan, mingling among the disciples of the Taiyi Sect, had a glimmer in his eyes, understanding dawning in his heart.

Without this special key formed by the unification of the thirteen Sect tokens, it would be difficult to force entry even knowing the location. The ability of the thirteen Sects of Yue Country to jointly control this Secret Realm is indeed extraordinary.

The thirteen Sect Leaders quickly gathered together, whispering in discussion.

Soon, they reached a consensus.

Six people lined up around, providing protection.

Led by True Master Celestial Secret, seven Golden Core Sect Leaders, with profound cultivation, stepped out and took their positions in the Beidou formation.

The seven simultaneously formed spells with their hands, channeling pure Pill Essence Spiritual Power through the air into the suspended Secret Realm key.

"Boom!"

With the combined support of the seven Golden Core True Masters, the Secret Realm key burst out with a sun-like dazzling light, swiftly striking a certain spot on the mountain wall.

"Crack..."

As if tearing away an invisible veil, a light gate several feet in diameter suddenly appeared on the mountain wall, radiant and colorful.

Beyond the light gate lay the bird-chirping, flower-fragrant forest of the Secret Realm.

"The Spirit Stream Secret Realm is open. Xuanfa Sect disciples, enter quickly!"

True Master Celestial Secret’s voice was solemn as he issued the command.

The Xuanfa Sect disciples, well-trained, led by their senior brother, without hesitation, transformed into streaks of escape light and were the first to dash into the Secret Realm light gate.

The moment their figures made contact with the light gate, they were enveloped in a soft spiritual light and vanished without a trace.

Shen observed coldly from the sidelines.

By this time, he was already a Tier Three Array Master.

This light gate itself was a powerful barrier.

It required the continual infusion of magical power by seven Golden Core True Masters to maintain stability.

Moreover, only Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators could pass through.

Following this, disciples from the other Sects, under the command of their Sect Leaders, with nervousness, anticipation, and a hint of unease, flew into the light gate one after another.

Amidst the crowd, some tightly grasped their magical artifacts, their expressions grave.

Others had excited glints in their eyes, eager to try.

Still others took deep breaths, calming their excited emotions.

"Taiyi Sect disciples, enter the Secret Realm!"

When it was the Taiyi Sect’s turn, Shen Xuan moved with the others.

After entering the light gate, he immediately felt a lightness all over his body, and a gentle suction followed.

A flash of brilliance passed before his eyes, and the scene abruptly changed. He had already crossed the light gate, entering the legendary Spirit Stream Secret Realm.

...

In the depths of the ancient forest within the Spirit Stream Secret Realm.

Xu Wan’Er, a disciple of the Xuanfa Sect, moved cautiously, step by step, advancing slowly.

He had been defeated by Shen Ruochen of the Taiyi Sect in the grand competition of the Yue Country Sect.

However, he defeated his opponent in the fifth-round resurrection match, earning a spot in the Spirit Stream Secret Realm.

At this moment, two Tier Two Puppet Dogs followed on his left and right.

These were not strong in battle but had keen senses.

These were purchased with a considerable amount of spirit stones for scouting and warning purposes.

The Secret Realm was full of lurking dangers.

Not to mention the demon beasts and spirit monsters, even fellow disciples might turn against each other over precious treasures.

An unspoken rule in the Cultivation Realm has long existed.

In the Secret Realm, everyone is left to their own fate, life, and death notwithstanding.

Xu Wan’Er considered himself among the elite within the three hundred Secret Realm disciples, having reached the Foundation Establishment Perfection.

There weren’t many who could threaten him.

Even so, he dared not be the slightest bit careless.

"Woof woof!"

Just then, the two Puppet Dogs abruptly stopped, barking wildly at the dim woodland ahead, their eyes flashing with urgent spiritual light.

Xu Wan’Er’s heart tightened, he halted instantly, gripping the Golden Light Flag in his hand, focusing intently.

Only to see a woman in a moon-white dress slowly emerge from behind an ancient tree ahead.

Her figure was graceful, her appearance exquisitely beautiful.

"Brother Jin Hui, is that really you?"

The woman in white, seeing Xu Wan’Er, had eyes that sparkled with delight.

"Xu Wan’Er!"

Seeing the woman’s face clearly, Xu Wan’Er breathed a sigh of relief.

Xu Wan’Er was the direct disciple of the Sect Leader of the Miaoyin Sect and also his betrothed Dao companion.

"Brother Jin Hui, it’s really you!"

Upon seeing him, Xu Wan’Er’s beautiful eyes lit up like stars, her face full of joy and tenderness, she quickly approached.

"This is wonderful! Just now Wan’er was alone and was quite afraid..."

Her voice was laced with coy fear, her soft and supple body nestled into Xu Wan’Er’s embrace.

The warm, fragrant softness pressing against him and a delicate maiden’s fragrance, like orchids, seeped into Xu Wan’Er’s nose, causing his heart to flutter. Two full, firm softness tightly pressed against his chest, gently rubbing, bringing an extraordinary sensation.

Xu Wan’Er felt an inexplicable wicked fire rising, his blood boiling, filled with an indescribable heat and power.

The long-held admiration for this Xu Wan’Er, countless lonely nights of imagination, now surged forward like tidal waves.

His arms involuntarily wrapped around her slender waist, feeling warmth and smoothness under his touch.

Looking down at the lovely and charming demeanor of the girl in his arms, who exuded shy and charming allure, Xu Wan’Er could no longer restrain himself, lowering his head to firmly kiss those soft lips.

An unprecedented pleasure swept over his entire body, his desire to possess surging, breathing heavily, he said, "Wan’er, I want to..."

"No!"

Xu Wan’Er weakly resisted, her voice sultry to the bone, but a hint of cold mockery flickered in her eyes.

"Naughty ghost!"

She giggled lightly.

Just as she spoke, the slender jade hand wrapped around Xu Wan’Er’s neck, the fingernails suddenly grew an inch, becoming deathly white and sharp, glistening with a metallic cold light, piercing towards Xu Wan’Er’s carotid artery with lightning speed.

"Puff!"

Scalding blood gushed forth like a fountain.

Yet, Xu Wan’Er’s face showed no sign of pain, but instead, an expression of extreme excitement, a crazed smile of ecstatic intoxication.

He was still immersed in the Illusion Realm of extreme bliss.