Those who can enter the secret realm for cultivation are all elites among elites. Normally, when facing the chief disciples of ordinary sects, they are at most only slightly inferior, let alone those seed disciples who have not yet become chief disciples.

However, Lin Xiuyuan in front of us is not comparable to an ordinary top seed!

In Hengyang Secret Realm, he demonstrated the combat power of a top-tier master, and now in Fengxia Mountain, he is like a legend!

He led his team to victory after victory, winning against overwhelming odds and turning the tide of battle.

His prestige was unparalleled for a time.

He has already become a legendary figure among this generation of cultivators.

Looking across the vast southern region, it is also at the top level.

"Thank you for your trouble, fellow Daoists!"

Lin Xiuyuan returned the greeting and then followed the two disciples, slowly flying forward.

The high temperature was shielded from the outside by the protective aura, and flying between a fiery red world gave people a dreamlike and strange feeling.

Led by the two, Lin Xiuyuan arrived at the largest spiritual mountain in the secret realm.

It is a hundred feet tall.

The area below Mount Ling was entirely red, resembling a scene of lava, making it difficult to distinguish.

It seemed to be bound by the power of the formation, which allowed Mount Ling to remain in its original state.

Three streaks of light pierced through the array barrier and slowly descended onto the mountaintop platform.

Two young men were already standing there waiting.

They have similar body shapes.

One of them was dressed in white, just like the two disciples of the Jade Cauldron Pill Sect who were leading the way. His sleeves and chest were embroidered with patterns of pill furnaces and spiritual herbs.

He was dressed meticulously and had a very serious and solemn air about him. He looked at Lin Xiuyuan with a kind smile.

The other person, on the other hand, had the opposite demeanor and expression; his long hair was casually tied up, giving him a carefree and unrestrained air.

He stood there silently, holding a long sword, appearing taciturn, and cast a faint glance his way.