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In the Northern Mang Secret Realm, on the Third Floor, looking up, all that could be seen was a vast expanse of white, as if the entire Third Floor was shrouded in a thin mist, making it difficult to see distant objects.
Unlike the desolation of the first two floors, the Third Floor was dotted with various buildings. However, these structures seemed to be very ancient, most of them nearly in ruins, and even the few remaining buildings were in a state of disrepair. Nevertheless, from the remnants before them, one could still discern the grandeur these buildings once possessed. Even though they had been damaged significantly over time, they still exuded a breathtaking aura.
At the center of the Third Floor stood a grand hall, which was the best-preserved structure in this secret realm. It covered an area of several hundred square feet. The stone pillars at the front were thick enough for several strong men to embrace, exuding an imposing presence. Although they had suffered considerable damage from the ravages of time, their magnificent aura still soared into the sky, resembling an immovable peak that had stood for a millennium.
Today, this silent hall welcomed numerous uninvited guests, all of whom were young men and women. Although they were not very old, each person carried an extraordinary presence.
Upon closer inspection, these young people were members of the Six Sects from Xuan Yuan County who had entered the secret realm. They were roughly divided into two teams, standing on either side and facing each other from a distance.
On the left stood five members of the Beast Taming Sect. Leading them was Wu, dressed in a black robe. A hint of murderous intent flashed in his plain eyes as strands of cold light emerged. Purple Thunder Spirit Power slowly rose from his not-so-strong physique, emanating an overwhelming aura that left others in shock. The other four members of the Beast Taming Sect behind him also displayed unfriendly expressions, their gazes fixed on the four individuals opposite them.
Those standing opposite were none other than their old rivals from Yin Yang Two Sects.
With an arrogant expression, Song Gang stood with his sword drawn. His sword-like brows slightly raised as his icy gaze pierced through to Wu across from him. The other two experts from Yang Lei Sect closely followed behind him, their eyes filled with battle intent and showing no signs of fear towards their five opponents. As for Han Xinrao, she sat atop a Brown-Horned Pegasus, casually stroking its head with her delicate fingers while leaning slightly to one side. Her round and fair thighs tightly gripped the horse's belly as her alluring eyes lightly regarded the five members of Beast Taming Sect across from her.
The Beast Taming Sect was the only fourth-tier sect among the Six Sects; their disciples' strength and cultivation levels already surpassed those of other sects. Moreover, these five individuals were carefully selected elites, making their combination undoubtedly one of the strongest teams within the secret realm. The four members of Yin Yang Two Sects were equally formidable; their sects' techniques complemented each other perfectly, and together they wielded power far beyond what either could achieve alone. With significant enhancements from various elixirs, their strength was also top-notch and matched that of the five from Beast Taming Sect.
These two teams could be considered the strongest combinations among the Six Sects entering the secret realm, and now they had finally come face to face!
"The two guardian beasts of this hall were dealt with by my Beast Taming Sect; therefore, everything within this hall should naturally belong to us. If you know what's good for you, you should go treasure hunting elsewhere..." Wu slowly stepped forward three paces until he stood before the members of Yin Yang Two Sects and coldly spoke.
"Hmph! It was those two beasts that you captured; who doesn't know that your Beast Taming Sect has always liked to capture those strange beasts for taming..." Yang Lei Sect's Song Gang retorted without holding back, mocking him directly.
They came to the Northern Mang Secret Realm with the purpose of obtaining the treasures within this great hall, and they would not retreat just because of a casual remark from Wu. Although they might not be able to secure a definite victory over the five members of the Beast Taming Sect, they were confident that they would not lose to them. Moreover, the people from the three sects of Beifeng who entered the secret realm had yet to show themselves, and he believed that Wu and his companions would certainly not dare to take action.
"Does Brother Wu not know that the defensive prohibitions of this great hall were activated by our secret methods? Otherwise, everyone would probably return empty-handed like in previous years. Therefore, shouldn't the treasures within this great hall rightfully belong to us..." The enchanting voice was like a captivating melody. Han Xinrao blinked her eyes lightly and spoke with a smile that was neither a smile nor a frown.
Wu's eyes narrowed slightly, and the cold light in his dark pupils grew stronger. Upon seeing his expression, the faces of both sides immediately turned serious, and the air in the entire square seemed to freeze in an instant. In this vast space, there was not a sound to be heard, only the faint sound of breathing echoed softly in the square as the chilly atmosphere gradually solidified.
"Boom..."
With an explosive sound, the massive door was suddenly slashed open by a sword. As the prohibitions were destroyed by Song Gang and others from Yin Yang Two Sects, the defensive power of this door dropped to its lowest point. With one sword strike, the sword light burst forth, and the black door shattered into pieces, exploding apart with fragments flying everywhere.
"Zhou Hanbin, do you dare to attack me?!" A cold voice mixed with disbelief and anger rang out as a white figure rushed in from outside. Following closely behind were three other figures—Zhou Hanbin, Aoye, and Tong Yuan—who had previously ambushed and pursued Sun Zhe. As for Kuangba, who went after Zhao Ang and Shen Yan, he was not with them.
This white figure was none other than Zhuang Ruoxuan, the prized daughter of Xuan Lei Sect's Inner Sect. She had not entered the second layer with everyone else but unexpectedly found herself alone inside this secret realm's third floor. For some unknown reason, she was also being pursued by Zhou Hanbin and his companions; however, it was clear that they encountered her only after dealing with Sun Zhe.
Upon seeing the sudden appearance of these four individuals, both opposing teams were momentarily taken aback. Zhuang Ruoxuan and Zhou Hanbin clearly did not expect so many people to arrive at this great hall before them. For a moment, more than ten people stared at each other in shock, unsure of how to react.
Boom Boom Boom Boom...
The chaotic sounds of explosions suddenly erupted within the great hall. The tumultuous noise shook the ground, drowning out all other sounds—it was far more intense than before!
"This is bad!" Wu immediately raised his eyes toward the great hall, his expression changing drastically as he noticed that the magnificent hall was swaying dangerously to one side. Accompanied by deafening explosive sounds, countless prohibitions within the hall began to flicker simultaneously. A rainbow of colors enveloped the entire hall in an instant as all structures began to collapse, billowing clouds of dust rising everywhere.
With each rumble, cracks appeared across the plaza of the great hall; what was once a flat surface turned into ruins. As everyone watched this scene unfold before them, their expressions changed dramatically, their eyes filled with shock.
Amidst the smoke and dust, a gray figure suddenly shot out from within the great hall. His speed was astonishing; in the blink of an eye, he had already dashed ten zhang away, almost like a flash of gray lightning.
"Yan Ji!" Wu's keen eyesight immediately recognized the figure as Yan Ji from the Xuan Lei Sect, the only person among the Six Sects that he could regard with any respect. Without a moment's hesitation, Wu's figure flickered and he blocked Yan Ji's path, coldly stating, "Leave behind what you took from the great hall!"
"Get out of my way!" Yan Ji's indifferent eyes were filled with lingering fear. Upon closer inspection, there was still a trace of dried blood at the corner of his mouth, indicating that he had encountered some danger in the great hall and was now fleeing. Seeing Wu suddenly block his path made him furious; without hesitation, he drew the rarely unsheathed Black Longsword, gripping it tightly in his right hand and slashing downward.
With a single stroke, an astonishingly large Sword Aura materialized in the Void, surrounded by dense Death Qi, resembling a death-dealing sword aimed directly at Wu!
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