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In the depths of the secret realm, Yun Tianmo stood atop a peak, one side of the cliff face appearing as if it had been cleaved by a ghostly axe, smooth and flat.
Since coming to this cliff fifteen years ago, Yun Tianmo had not cast a glance at the other sheer walls, only showing interest in this one smooth surface.
Although the Yuhai Continent was vast and filled with towering mountains, there were no peaks with such a straight wall that lacked any footholds for leverage.
If he could conquer this cliff, then Yun Tianmo's Sky Treading would surely improve even further. Little did he expect that the day he would finally stand atop the peak would come fifteen years later.
Looking out, this peak stood tallest in the secret realm. At that moment, Yun Tianmo's purple-clad figure fluttered in the wind, making a rustling sound. Even alone in this secret realm, he could not be overlooked, exuding an air of authority that seemed to gaze down upon the world.
With his hands clasped behind him gradually tightening, his long fingers clearly defined, Yun Tianmo furrowed his brow in deep thought, his gaze profound, making it difficult to discern his current state of mind.
Having conquered an unparalleled peak should have brought joy, yet he appeared anything but fulfilled. Instead, he seemed burdened with heavy thoughts.
"Twenty years..."
The fierce wind carried away his words, drifting into the distance...
"Ouyang Zixin, little sister, Brother Three misses you so much! Where are you? Have you eaten well? Have you slept well?" Ning Zhiyuan squatted by a small river, idly dipping his hands into the water. Small fish swam back and forth, but he couldn't catch a single one.
Ever since Ouyang Zixin had called him Brother Three, it felt as though he had fallen under a spell; happiness came too quickly and left just as fast.
Why did this damned secret realm have to separate the three of them? If they had to be apart, he should at least be with Ouyang Zixin.
"Little fish, little fish, please tell me where Ouyang Zixin is right now..." With a flick of his wrist, Ning Zhiyuan caught a small fish in his hand; its mouth opened and closed silently in protest.
"You don't know either?"
With a soft sigh, Ning Zhiyuan released the fish back into the river. Ever since learning that Ouyang Zixin loved small fish, he had never regarded them as food again.
For the past twenty years, any small fish in the rivers of the secret realm had become his conversation partners. Even though they could not answer any of his questions, Ning Zhiyuan remained undeterred.
“Rumble—rumble—”
The ground suddenly shook violently, and the three individuals in different parts of the secret realm became alert at the same time.
In over twenty years of entering this secret realm, they had never experienced such intense tremors before.
When faced with an unknown environment and sudden changes, if there was no immediate countermeasure, one could only—
Wait and see.
Ouyang Zixin quickly retreated behind a rock farther away from the river. If it was an earthquake, then the area near the riverbed would surely be dangerous. If it wasn’t an earthquake, then such strong vibrations must have come from the Beast Tide. Hiding behind the rock seemed to be a wise choice for cover.
The ground tremors lasted for a full incense stick's worth of time before gradually calming down.
There was no earthquake, nor was there any sign of the Beast Tide.
Ouyang Zixin frowned and squinted as she peeked out from behind the rock. The mysterious energy within her mind began to circulate rapidly, heightening her sensing ability to its peak. She needed to figure out what had just caused those vibrations.
“That is…” Ouyang Zixin was taken aback; she had already familiarized herself with the surrounding environment. When did a tunnel appear here?
The entrance of the tunnel was sunken into the ground, and the dark tunnel extended downward. Ouyang Zixin could sense that there was nothing obstructing her path up to about ten meters into the entrance, but beyond that point, it felt as if some strange force was blocking her senses.
Ouyang Zixin's sensing ability was hindered outside; she could not discern what lay within the tunnel.
After observing for a while and confirming that no further tremors would occur, Ouyang Zixin slowly stepped out from behind the rock. The tunnel entrance was still several dozen meters away from her, but with Ouyang Zixin's current skills, it would only take her a few breaths to reach it.
“Should I go take a look?”
Just as Ouyang Zixin was hesitating, a sudden "buzz" echoed in her mind.
It was that feeling again.
No longer hesitating, Ouyang Zixin swiftly moved toward the tunnel.
"Don't let me down... Sixth Sense."
In an instant, Ouyang Zixin stood at the entrance of the tunnel, where light could not penetrate at all. It was dark and cavernous, like a giant mouth ready to swallow everything on the surface.
As she approached, Ouyang Zixin activated her sensing ability once more, thinking that being closer would allow her to probe deeper. However, to her surprise, even at this distance, her sensing ability could not advance even a step further.
How strange?
What exactly was hidden in this suddenly appearing underground tunnel? Could it be dangerous? Ouyang Zixin hesitated again; she did not want to rush in. What if this tunnel was like that black soil, ready to consume her as nourishment for its self-recovery? That would be tragic.
She picked up a small stone and tried for a long time, only managing to cover it with a thin layer of Mysterious Energy. After all these years, Ouyang Zixin still had not overcome the challenge of manifesting Mysterious Energy into a solid form.
"Forget it. Thin or small, it's still Mysterious Energy. Let's give it a try."
With a flick of her finger, Ouyang Zixin sent the stone flying into the tunnel entrance. Since her sensing ability couldn't explore, she would see how external force fared.
"Whoosh—"
The stone coated with Ouyang Zixin's Mysterious Energy shot into the tunnel without any obstruction. After a long while, there was no sound of the stone hitting the ground.
Can external force break through?!
What was that faint barrier? Could it be that her sensing ability was weaker than the momentum of a small stone?
Ouyang Zixin circled around the entrance of the tunnel, but couldn't figure out what was going on.
To enter?
Not to enter?
That was the question.
Could it be some legendary adventure? Back in the day, Yang Guo encountered Little Dragon Girl in an ancient underground tomb. And then there was that one person who fell off a cliff and met an old man with a white beard, who passed on his unparalleled skills. Also, Xu Zhu, the Little Monk, had similar adventures...
Ouyang Zixin pinched his chin with one hand and pressed against his temple with the other. "If it's an adventure, then fine; at least there would be some benefits. But what if it isn't? I haven't heard of any extraordinary masters existing in this secret realm."
This was really giving him a headache.
It was all the uncle's fault. If he had clearly explained the situation in this secret realm, he wouldn't be so indecisive right now.
"Buzz—"
Just as Ouyang Zixin decided to step back and observe for a few days before making a decision, the buzzing sound in his mind rang out once more.
What the hell.
What does this mean? Do I have to go in?
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