Free Web NovelChapter 779: Chapter 658: Beyond the Outer Heavens
The atmosphere was oppressive.
True Master Celestial Secret obviously didn’t believe the Taiyi Sect Leader’s explanation.
True Master Qing Xi hastily interjected to mediate the situation: "Brother Celestial Secret, please calm down. The secret realm is isolated from the outside world, making the truth difficult to ascertain. The urgent task is to closely monitor the situation with the soul tokens."
"If the death rate continues to rise abnormally, we need to make early plans and forcibly open the secret realm’s exit to bring out the remaining disciples to prevent greater losses!"
The various sect leaders all nodded in agreement.
However, their hearts were overshadowed by a heavy gloom.
This Spirit Stream Secret Realm surely won’t be peaceful.
Everyone’s Divine Sense was fixed on the soul tokens inside their own storage pouches.
Sure enough.
What happened next left everyone dumbfounded.
Within a day.
Soul tokens shattered one after another.
Not only was there Xu Jinhui.
Core disciples from Miaoyin Sect and Yuexi Sect also suddenly fell.
These Golden Core Sect Leaders could no longer sit still.
"There must be an incident in the Spirit Stream Secret Realm!"
"Brother Celestial Secret, we need to forcibly open the secret realm’s exit to bring out the disciples!"
At this moment, True Master Celestial Secret gradually calmed down.
He also realized.
So many sect disciples had fallen.
There was an uncontrollable emergency occurring within the Spirit Stream Secret Realm
...
Deep inside the Spirit Stream Secret Realm.
In an ancient, towering forest with dim lighting.
Shen Xuan stopped walking, his brow slightly furrowed.
He had sealed his Ice Technique Golden Core, but his Divine Soul and Spiritual Awareness were still far superior to the Foundation Establishment Realm.
At this moment, he pushed auxiliary secret techniques like , , , and to their extremes.
"Hmm. This is the smell of demonic qi."
Shen Xuan detected a trace of chilly, strange essence in the air, which starkly contrasted with the secret realm’s inherently vibrant spiritual atmosphere.
"The Spirit Stream Secret Realm is under the control of the Xuanfa Sect of Daoism in Yue Country. How can there be such pure demonic qi? If something unusual occurs, there must be deceit."
Shen Xuan’s intuition flared with warnings.
Just then, the Shadow-devouring Demon Insect swarm scouting ahead became agitated.
Two King Insects flew back and lightly tapped Shen Xuan’s palm with their antennae, conveying a piece of information.
They discovered traces of blood ahead.
After feasting, they found the blood contained pure gold Spiritual Power; the owner’s cultivation should be at Foundation Establishment Perfection.
"Golden Technique Foundation Establishment Perfection..."
A cold light flashed in Shen Xuan’s eyes as Xu Jinhui from the Xuanfa Sect and his arrogant face quickly came to mind.
Among the three hundred disciples, only he met this condition.
"He actually died? The site still has remnants of demonic qi..."
Shen Xuan’s expression became solemn.
Xu Jinhui had notable roots and extraordinary strength, and surely possessed protective treasures.
Yet he had fallen.
The one who dealt with him was by no means ordinary.
Shen Xuan dared not be careless, red light swirling in his eyes.
He pushed the to its limit, concentrating on the source of the demonic qi.
In his vision, the scene of trees ahead subtly distorted, and faint strands of black demonic qi, resembling smoke threads, were emerging from seemingly ordinary open ground, forming the faint outline of a complex array.
"It’s actually a Demon Array! There’s a trap set in the secret realm!"
Shen Xuan’s heart jolted.
Simultaneously, a faint Dao sound drifted into his ears with the wind.
The melody was exquisitely beautiful, like the divine harmonies of celestial music.
The tune penetrated straight into the soul, making one instinctively joyful, lowering their guard.
In his spirit eye view, Shen Xuan saw an even more shocking scene.
Two rigid sect disciples, as if puppets drawn by invisible threads, were stumbling toward the demon array like moths to a flame.
"The Bewitching Sound Illusion Demon Array!"
Shen Xuan recognized this sinister trick.
The array seduces the mind with magical sound, luring others into the trap, willingly surrendering themselves.
It seems many sect disciples have fallen into this trap.
"Oh, what a hassle.
Shen Xuan muttered to himself softly.
He originally didn’t want to meddle.
However, if such demonic practices are allowed to run rampant, the sect disciples within the secret realm will undoubtedly suffer heavy casualties.
Shen Xuan flipped his hand to take out a specially-made Taiyi Sect communication jade token.
This was a special communication spiritual object of the Taiyi Sect.
All the jade tokens were split from a single spirit jade.
Before entering the secret realm, everyone imprinted a spell.
Even within the realm, it could display the position of others.
Of course, the spell Shen Xuan imprinted was of a different nature.
It couldn’t display his location within the secret realm.
At this moment, there were only nine red dots on the Taiyi Sect communication jade token.
"Fourteen people entered, but only ten remain now. In just a few days, four have died. The rate of death is too fast."
Shen Xuan’s gaze swept across, and he saw the flashing light point of "Tang Roulan," positioned not far from the demon array’s direction.
"Others can be left out. As for Tang Roulan, after all, I promised the Taiyi Sect Leader to do my best to ensure her safety."
Actually, it’s just an excuse.
Shen Xuan did indeed feel some compassion.
The path of cultivation is arduous, a survival of the fittest, where the strong prey on the weak.
Yet, he couldn’t bear to see these elite disciples of Yue Country’s sects fall in masses, dying in vain at the hands of demon cultivators.
"Forget it, since I’ve come across it, I’ll take a look."
Having made his decision, Shen Xuan’s Divine Thought guided tens of thousands of Shadow-devouring Demon Insects to swiftly gather back, surrounding him like a black tide.
He flicked his figure, Concealing Breath and Invisibility, transforming into a transparent phantom, silently speeding toward the direction of Tang Roulan’s light point.
...
On an open wilderness.
Two groups of cultivators were confronting each other.
On one side were three Taiyi Sect disciples, supporting a protective spirit shield with a circulating glow of pristine brilliance.
The spirit shield’s light flickered unsteadily, evidently under immense pressure.
Inside the shield were three people, two men and one woman, namely Tang Roulan and her two fellow elder brothers.
At the moment, the two male disciples were sitting cross-legged, faces pale as paper, with cold sweat dripping from their foreheads, straining to resist the attack outside the spirit shield.
