Chapter 29: Opening of the Secret Realm!

Chapter 29: Opening of the Secret Realm!

A small ripple originated from a point hundreds of metres above the gathering of disciples. It was the Spatial Anchor of the Demon Beast Haven Realm. The disciples gazed upwards, filled with anticipation, fear, excitement and awe. This was a new adventure they were going on!

In unison, Yuan Feng and Bai Heng sprang into action, retrieving identical silver rings engraved with strange and intricate patterns from their storage rings and pumping their Zhenqi into them. The rings exuded a silvery, mystical aura as they rapidly expanded and flew towards the Spatial Anchor.

On the other side, Shi Yingjun put on a glove.

The rings expanded and intersected, perpendicular to each other with the Spatial Anchor as their common centre.

“Brother Shi, now!” Yuan Feng’s voice boomed, as he poured all his Zhenqi into the artefact.

“HAAH!” Shi Yingjun blasted off the ground, cratering the poor thing again. His body turned into an untraceable blur that reappeared right outside the intertwined rings.antine Demon Body!

Adamantine Fist - Form 4: Subduing the Gods!

His Blood Qi erupted like a volcano, condensing into his gloved palm which he slammed towards the Spatial Anchor with his full force! Even before he fully extended his arm, the air exploded, causing ear-shattering sonic booms that would kill even an Earthen Origin cultivator. Even Sky Spirits would be heavily injured if they did not use their Zhenqi to protect their body!

The tremendous power generated slammed into the Spatial Anchor causing it to distort violently.

Actually, no matter how overpowered a Fusion Realm being was, they couldn’t do anything to space. It wasn’t like those Xianxia novels where space was like tissue paper, tearing open from a sneeze - to manipulate space, one needed specific Artefacts and/or Array Formations. And the rings and the glove were exactly that. The rings made the space ‘tangible’ to the user of the glove so that they could... Well, slap it.

WOOOM!

With a strange sound, the rings glowed brightly, the Spatial Anchor which had been rippling violently, stabilised and slowly expanded until it formed a pale blue circular portal.

‘Oooh, that looks straight out of a dungeon fantasy! I wonder if I’ll find mages next?’ Xiao Hong felt it would be interesting, ‘Yeah right, like that’s happening!’

What Xiao Hong found strange about this portal was that it was a circle from all directions! Left, right, up or down, it looked like a perfectly circular portal. ‘Some fucking higher-dimensional weirdness...’ Xiao Hong concluded since she couldn’t make heads or tails of it.

That is when she heard Bai Heng speak loudly, “All disciples of Purple Spirit Sect, go in!”

Xiao Hong threw the thoughts of mages and dungeons to the back of her head and made her way into the portal.

***

After sending away the disciples, the Inner Sect Disciples stayed for a day before Bai Heng and Yuan Feng put away the silver rings. On the other hand, Shi Yingjun also put away his glove - albeit a bit reluctantly. It couldn’t be helped; this thing was a great toy after all!

“We greet the High Inquisitor Eastborn!”

“Hm. Preparations?” A smooth and sultry voice sounded as the figure took off the hood revealing a lush shoulder-length, purple hair. A bewitchingly beautiful face was revealed to the world. Her pair of mysterious purple eyes with ever-shifting tones seemed to hold Arcane Truths beyond what anyone could ever comprehend. Her perfect pink lips were like ripe juicy fruits, making one want to have a taste.

“Everything is ready, madam!” One of the figures said, respect evident in his tone.

“What about the Demonic Path cultivators?”

“They’ve agreed to our proposal. Although they are very sceptical, they have sent three Nirvana cultivators, that is, Elemental Lifeform-level beings.” A different cloaked figure answered.

“Hehe, so what if they’re sceptical? It’s not like they have a choice - the Immortal Path is so strong the Demonic Path can’t even breathe freely! If they don’t cooperate with us, they’re doomed!” The woman named High Inquisitor Eastborn sneered, her eyes flickering with disdain - she really despised these cockroaches hiding in the dark. If it wasn’t for the fact that she had no choice, she would never have worked with them - nobody wanted to be inexplicably stabbed in the back!

‘Sadly, those Martial Path idiots are too straight-laced sometimes. And the more cunning ones are no better than the Demonic Path!’ she lamented, before shaking her head, ‘Forget it, this is not the time.’

“Anyway, what about the Inner Disciples of the Purple Spirit Sect and the Adamantine Fist Sect?” She continued to question.

“Bai Heng is gone - he is probably on his way back to receive punishment from the Sect. As for Shi Yingjun, as a Martial Artist, his lifeform level hasn’t reached high enough to detect anything.” Another cloaked figure replied.

“Very good. This Yuan Feng is unexpectedly good. He caused enough damage that the Purple Spirit Sect even recalled Bai Heng...

“Hmm. Raise his evaluation by one star.”

Yet another cloaked figure acknowledged, “Yes!”

A determined look came over her face, “Once we have captured this Secret Realm, our job here is done, and we can return. The rest will be done by the actual experts when it is time!”

The eight figures stirred slightly as if agitated, making the woman giggle, “Yes, you too. Your sentences will be over as long as you give it your all!”

“Thank you, my lady! We’ll be eternally grateful to you!” All the eight figures exclaimed in extreme agitation.

“Alright, alright, let’s get to work first.”

She stepped under the Spatial Anchor and raised her arm straight up. She muttered a few strange words under her breath and in a split-second, a huge purple-coloured circle appeared above her palm. Inside the circle were a large number of runic patterns winding, twisting and intertwining with geometric patterns - seemingly without sense.

Yet, despite its apparent chaotic design, it had a strange sense of order within the chaos. There was a sense of natural beauty to it that simply could not be described in words.

But, if one had to describe it, they would say - ‘MAGIC’