"Silence."
Gu Sheng interrupted him.
"Speak less and make fewer mistakes."
Xie Qingxuan bit her lip and swallowed the words she’d been about to say.
She didn’t understand why those Heavenly Martial Realm powerhouses hadn’t attacked them, but since Gu Sheng said so, there must be a reason.
The night grew deeper, the three parties each occupying a corner, with no one making any rash moves.
On Chi Yan’s side, the bonfire blazed, and his subordinates talked and laughed loudly without any attempt to hide; Xu Hansong’s side was much quieter, the Sun and Moon Sect members sat cross-legged, adjusting their breath and energy, ready to strike; while the three of Gu Sheng leaned against a giant rock, appearing relaxed but actually alert.
"Brother Gu, aren’t you going to rest?"
Xie Qingxuan asked softly.
Gu Sheng shook his head.
"You sleep, I’ll keep watch."
Xie Qingxuan wanted to say something more but simply nodded in the end.
She didn’t know why Gu Sheng was so calm, but along the way, he had never let her down.
In the deep of night, Gu Sheng suddenly opened his eyes.
He sensed two presences approaching—it was people sent to probe by Chi Yan and Xu Hansong.
"Hmph."
Gu Sheng snorted lightly, and his whole body began to emanate a faint aura, an imitation of the Sect Realm peak pressure from "Shadow."
The two presences immediately retreated quickly.
Gu Sheng’s lips curved into a slight smile.
He knew that, on this night, no one would dare act recklessly again.
At dawn, the first rays of sunlight spilled onto the boiling magma pool.
"Rumble—"
The magma churned as an ancient bronze gate rose slowly, inscribed with profound runes, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura.
"The Secret Realm has opened!"
Someone exclaimed.
Xu Hansong’s eyes flashed with determination, clenching his fist.
"I must get that treasure this time, or else the position of Young Sect Master..."
Chi Yan licked his lips, his eyes full of greed.
"Brothers, get ready to make a fortune!"
Gu Sheng stood up, patting non-existent dust from his robe.
"Prepare to go in."
Xie Qingxuan and Xie He quickly got up, looking nervously at the bronze gate. The gate had fully emerged, standing ten feet high, covered with marks of the ages.
At this moment, Chi Yan suddenly sneered.
"Hold on!"
He strode step by step across the air, looking down at Gu Sheng’s group of three.
"The Secret Realm has just opened and has never been explored before; it’s full of dangers. What qualifications do two little Xuanwu Realm kids have to enter?"
Xie Qingxuan’s face turned pale, and Xie He even took half a step back.
Upon hearing this, Xu Hansong frowned.
"Chi Yan, what do you mean? I’m also in the Xuanwu Realm; do I have no qualifications either?"
Chi Yan burst into laughter.
"Xu Hansong, you’ve been stuck at the peak of the Xuanwu Realm for years, and you still have the nerve to speak? Without the Elixir Pills and Magical Treasures of the Sun and Moon Sect, you wouldn’t even qualify to stand here!"
"You!"
Xu Hansong erupted in fury, and the people of Sun and Moon Sect immediately surrounded them, bristling with hostility.
Chi Yan’s men were not to be outdone and drew their weapons. The atmosphere became tense, with a volatile sense of impending conflict.
Gu Sheng watched the scene with interest, even stepping back to give the two sides more room.
"Xu Hansong! Your Sun and Moon Sect’s influence has spread too far!"
A bare-chested young man stepped forward, his bronze skin flickering with blood-red patterns, the air within three feet of him distorted by the scorching Qi Blood.
Behind him, more than thirty disciples of the Divine Blood Sect simultaneously unleashed their Qi Blood Power, forming a crimson glow that condensed in mid-air into the fearsome phantom of a blood beast, silently roaring at the members of the Sun and Moon Sect.
Xu Hansong’s white robe rustled, and the folding fan in his hand unfurled with a "swish," as he sneered.
"Chi Yan, this Spirit Flame Mountain Secret Realm was originally discovered by our Sun and Moon Sect; now your Divine Blood Sect comes barging in, are you trying to instigate a war between the sects?"
Before his voice died away, a low humming sound suddenly echoed through the air.
The space rippled like water, and a middle-aged man in a gray robe arrived, treading upon the air, with a sun and moon emblem glowing on his sleeve.
With each step he took, a lotus-shaped spiritual power flame bloomed at his feet, and in the blink of an eye, he stood next to Xu Hansong.
"A Sect Realm powerhouse!"


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